<?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-6633494</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:42:48.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1t07</title><subtitle type='html'>1t07</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-5917262808932385713</id><published>2008-07-07T14:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T15:05:57.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;                                                 THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1T07 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Class Tee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s304.photobucket.com/albums/nn174/JYLee87/?action=view&amp;amp;current=t7teetemplate.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 528px; height: 746px;" src="http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn174/JYLee87/t7teetemplate.jpg" alt="t7 class tee" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahoy guys! heres a prototype. comments comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving HTC,&lt;br /&gt;jun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-5917262808932385713?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/5917262808932385713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/5917262808932385713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#5917262808932385713' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-5668219432059701062</id><published>2008-06-25T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T11:51:05.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello jun and mark and bing and chels and manda and lings and whoever still reads .&lt;br /&gt;(and yes i still think terence is handsome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yes junnn i remember the f word stupid excitement man that was quite disastrous and terrible. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope mark is abit less emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys are all doing well, I see chels on FB all the time. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xiuf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-5668219432059701062?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/5668219432059701062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/5668219432059701062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#5668219432059701062' title=''/><author><name>xiu *</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-807828899451022578</id><published>2008-05-31T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T21:40:36.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1T07ers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER: THIS BLOG POST IS SUPPOSED TO MAKE WHOSOEVER READS IT FEEL GOOD, NOT SAD. SAD FOLKS ARE RECOMMENDED TO READ IT TO MAKE THEMSELVES HAPPIER, CYNICAL FOLKS ARE SUPPOSED TO EITHER READ IT WITH A PINCH OF SALT, OR READ IT AND BECOME LESS CYNICAL. HAPPYJOYFUL FOLKS, READ IT AND POST MORE OF SUCH POSTS SO WE CAN CREATE A RAINBOW HERE. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HTC Jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;here, well I just met&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;today so, decided to blog here :) Blogger is such a bitch these days, its no wonder all of us stopped blogging here nowadays! Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway, Mark and I met at Woodlands at around 2:30pm just now, went to eat and chat about good old times. We also saw his ol' buddy (whom a lot of us also know), Terence.  Well anyway, it felt quite good to meet a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1T07er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;after soooooo long, it just brings back all these nostalgic memories (No mark, no cynical blog post concepts :P ) !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss you guys, really. After so many days of not seeing each other, and having not updated each other, I sometimes sit in my little comfort bubble, wondering if anyone of you are sitting down and wondering if I'm wondering the same; wondering how the rest of us are doing, what we are doing at the moment, who we are with, how we are faring as individuals (work, army, studies alike). I grasp hard, trying to find the words to fit into this blog post; trying not to sound over-sentimental (or the dismissive, recently-popular term, emo), while trying not to be anywhere near the other end of the emotional spectrum, ie cynicism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;(jun, have you gone..bonkers? or were u always a little cranky?, say the voices in my head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1T07! I FREAKIN' LOVE U GUYS OK. EVERYTIME I READ THIS BLOG, IT JUST BRINGS BACK ALL THESE FUNNY, HAPPY, LAUGHTER-LADEN, JOY-JUICED, EXHILARATION-DRENCHED MEMORIES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHEN I SEE THAT PHOTO ON&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MARK'S JAN 20,2006 BLOG POST&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;IT MAKES ME SMILE, DESPITE THE FACT THAT NONE OF US LOOK LIKE THE LITTLE PEOPLE FROM THAT BACKDATED PHOTO ANYMORE (hmm or do we?); WHEN I SEE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;XIUFEN'S JAN 22, 2006 ENTRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ABOUT OUR 1T07 CHAT CONFERENCE ON MSN (yes I do believe I am the 'night has fallen...' persona) I REMEMBER, AND LAUGH ABOUT OUR CRAZY SCH-PONNING DAYS (and also, albeit less glamorously, the time I shouted the 'f' word in crazy excitement and got some of us into trouble..); WHEN I LOOK AT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;LING'S AND MANDA'S (RELATIVELY) RECENT POST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ABOUT CHRISTMAS AND PROM, I CHUCKLE ON THE FACT THAT THEY ARE STILL THE HAPPY PEOPLE WHERE WE LAST LEFT THEM; WHEN I READ &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;MY OWN PROM-PONNING POST AND BING'S SHORT POST&lt;/span&gt;, I THINK ABOUT THE RECENT EVENTS THAT SHAPED OUR LIVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Haven't we been through so much, accumulated so much, just to let it slip into oblivion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SORRY FOR TYPING IN CAPS..I JUST GOT CARRIED AWAY.  Oh, and here it comes again! My insanity knows no boundaries!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M GOING TO RISK IT ALL..I'M GOING TO RISK MY DIGNITY, TIME, (money?), EFFORT, HOPES &amp;amp; WISHES BECAUSE YOU GUYS ARE WORTH EVERY LAST DROP OF IT! I'M GOING TO REVIVE THIS FORGOTTEN LEGACY, ONE REVOLUTION AT A TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;By doing what I can! Remember the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1T07 CLASS TEE&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whose design work I've procrastinated time and again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I AM SO MUTHER-F**KINGLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt; (for the lack of a better word, sorry!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt; GOING TO START WORKING ON IT TONIGHT! WATCH THIS SPACE, MY MATES! HARI, BING, REMEMBER THE CLASS OUTING U GUYS RECENTLY PROPOSED? DON'T LEAVE IT AT THAT! START SMSING/MSNING/CALLING/HOME-VISITING THE T7ERS AND ASK THEM WHEN THEY ARE FREE..ARRANGE SOMETHING!! TELL ME IF U NEED ME TO INVITE/CALL ANYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1T07, this is your HTC speaking. Tag here, blog here, sms me, msn me, tell me what designs you like. Loon suggested 7th heaven angels as a wonderful preliminary concept, but I'm super open to ideas! SOooo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;IDEAS IDEAS IDEAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;! Start dripping your brain juices over my table and my doodles, and tell me what you want for a class t-shirt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;LOVE U GUYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;JUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-807828899451022578?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/807828899451022578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/807828899451022578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#807828899451022578' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-115316374421641453</id><published>2006-07-18T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T03:16:07.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;down memory lane&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was down from AFS today from paya lebah and i requested to be dropped off the sch EXCURSION bus at jalan toa payoh, well to those who dont know roads well, does that at least ring a bell or so? no? its where CJ is. savvy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i alighted with my classmate, the ex-cjcian, and she asked if i wanted to go in to walk, she's one year our senior (so yeah, my classmate now), and i gladly obliged, i wouldnt have walked in alone, and as we entered the gate, walked that that couple of steps, the first word that came out of my mouth were "this brings back memories". or does it? those memories you longed, yet long they never return to cause a longing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changes in CJ, they are currently renovating the library, that sweet little thing there, so it ensures the very cranky Library auntie a goooood rest to come back LESS cranky i hope, (its not as if it affects me right?). From the last time i was back, the CJ PAC has beeeeeeeen opened. beautiful place? not really, if you compare it to the De lasalle PAC, its insignificant. there's a fully furbished and airconditioned GYM next to the grandstand. and i got to smell it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we walked around, from the PAC to the canteen then to the gereral office, to the quatrangle, the grandstand, gym, staff room, the hall (when they were having chinese ORAL.. oops!), and then finally to the general office, where i got the chance to talk to Mr Tan (willian Hung!) again. His looks never did really change i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i name all those places, its as if something flashes pass your mind, that place, where we sat, where we ate, where we laughed. (damn i'm sounding like i'm writing some love letter! or maybe i am... NOT!) and i can actually imagine the cjcians in j2 last day sitting at the grandstand talking. i can almost imagine it, too bad i wasnt there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was only three months, three short months i was there, it is so going to be the place that i will miss due to the people that i met there, it holds a meaning of a special bond, of a special breed of friends to be made there. those spots, the classroom even, just as i sat at the legde of my sji class the last time i was there, just being around brought back memories one by one, so vivid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spoke to mr tan for quite a while, he has amazing memory, citing when he actually took my friend's class when she was in j1 and what he exactly said.. now i really wonder what he's made of.. mmm.. but i guess thats how he got his place in the general office also. but i remember sitting through his class and joking and teasing away, i guess it must have been really different after the first three months, the stress, the pressure, the everything.. well, for me it sure was. poly..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i'd like to apologise for the failure of the previous gathering, and on the assumption that people were free, or actually made time for it, so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i'd like to congradulate everyone of you on ur As results and posting, esp girls who're starting sch in august or end of july. have fun, its year one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, to all the NS guys out there, i love you still! ;) but hey hope we can really meet soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;there are always stuff around you that are happening, people around you that are changing daily, things that do not remain the same. even time is not constant, its consistant, but are you sure? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its in the consistant effort of seeking out your friends, or at least people you consider friends, and find out how much they've changed, find out how well/badly they've been, i'm sure all of us have changed one way or another, new girlfriend/boyfriend, bestfriends/enemies, shoes to handbags, godknows, but when was the last time we actually did realise a change rather than a complying hi and bye? or that i'm waiting for you to start the convo, or i'm just too busy to start the convo, and then i'm too busy to keep up with that convo, (with teevee or whatnot?) then i'd not say bye to avoid ending the convo crudely, so i'd just end it abruptly. sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its far more than heys hows life? great? good? oh by the way... bye... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from friends we're moved on to acquaintance, when are you going to forget my name? and by the way, if you now wonder if my surname is sae or not, we've gone to that extend already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it is not for me to plead, to beg to even ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one reads this anyway. so why bother? is it worth it? or shall i say, i've got enough at hand already? why busy myself more? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos, its just in my blardly blood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;a friendship is measured not by the length of acquaintance, but the length of hardship&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-115316374421641453?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/115316374421641453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/115316374421641453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115316374421641453' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-113786164544611430</id><published>2006-01-22T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T01:18:14.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dated 2/5/2005. 10:13:24 PM, my message history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a spoonful of sugar: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hey hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mark: &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;lets all pon sch on FRIDAY TO GO SENTOSA!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;night has fallen: &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night has fallen: &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;eff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;night has fallen:&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; i got half day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a spoonful of sugar: &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*falls down* cannot la.. i haven't been in sch for abt 2wks liao, lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was definitely a t7 conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mark, yes, i'm the best right. fixed your archives. under the tagboard k, so it won't be in the way.. AND you threw away sth with my handwriting on it?? ok haha but I understand sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, take care in NS :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-113786164544611430?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/113786164544611430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/113786164544611430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113786164544611430' title=''/><author><name>xiu *</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-113769744439774613</id><published>2006-01-20T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T23:14:00.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking at these photographs, &lt;br /&gt;everytime i see it makes me laugh, &lt;br /&gt;everytime i see it makes me..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/817/368/1600/1t07%20class%20pic.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/817/368/320/1t07%20class%20pic.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or do they really? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETTERBOXes. the flow with springcleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was cleaning my room just earlier. going through a plastic bag of things inside. and then as usual in spring cleaning, you come across many many old things, and then you decide whether to throw it away or not. LETTERBOX, if you can remember, appeared in that pile. it wrote on it, marksae, and with somevery familiar handwriting, please write me notes! it wasnt my handwriting, it was xiuf, cos i made someone else do it, and it always has to be xiuf. thats why i appreciate her soooo much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETTERBOX was something that was created only in that class, and distinctly ours to share. it was to write to each other things, saying nice things about everyone else. reminding each other how great they have been, thanking them for the every little thing that they did, just nice things. there wasnt a bad note that anyone found in their letter box. i can still remember it very clearly, each time we walked into class, the first time we'd do is check it, and it does brighten up our day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;childish acts, you may say, or so gay to some guys, but i beg to differ. i guess its with compliments and praises and appreication that we are able to live pass each day, humanly, happily, fully. and for a person who only hears abuses or nagative remarks will grow to become bitter and sad in life. people say a smile would brighten people's life, maybe so, but i guess a nice THANK YOU would really bring about a huge smile in a person's heart. i guess people say that praising would make a person's ego swell, but its moderation practiced. the ego only swells when praise is given out of proportion. yesh, i do agree that many people do things for the praise, but when they do not get the attention when they do something good to get the praise, it will have an adverse effect. you'd know what would happen. think about it. look at delinquents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as we grow, we have to grow out into reality, into the world of schemes and politics, of complications. if only the world was that simple, you say, i'd say so with you. but we never do realise that we were the ones who made it complicating? weren't we the ones who actually CONTINUED the tradition of politiking? weren't we as guilty as the other party that we are pointing our fingers at? weren't we making things complicated too? my mum used to tell me to be street wise. i hella got damn street wise, too streetwise for me own good. i'd read between the lines of what people say, i read into the intentions of every single thing, i'd size a person up with what he says. but life then started to get really complicating, really tiring. and i learnt one precious thing, why dont we just go back to the source? why don't we just go back to the whole start of things? well, simple, not that long ago, when we were born, CHILDISHLY we played with toys that could statisfy us, we'd play with a weasle that pops and makes us laugh, we'd play with our mother's fingers and laugh at the faces of some grown ups makin stupid faces at us. we didnt learn that these grown ups had motives for us when they made funny faces, there wasnt any intentions when we played masak masak with our bestfriends. there wasnt no complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't my mum's fault for teaching me the ways of this world early. human just began to become ugly. yesh, you may say that im shallow, you may say that just dreaming, im innocent, or even childish. but have you ever wondered how life would be like, not fearing someone would stab you in the back? how life would be like if you'd be appreciated for every single thing that you do? how life would be like, not worrying if the person beside you was to snatch your life, your wife, your money, your credits, your anything from you? and how life would also be like giving and taking and sharing and just loving? utopia, you'd say, a dreamland, something that i should actually stop thinking about now and getting on with life, with REALITY. the thing is that, people, they dream, they listen, they even long for it, but guess what? THEY DONT EVEN TRY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a while back then, i thought i had found my utopia. well, to me something quite close to it, if it wasnt. well, yesh we started trying to impress each other, but as time went by, things only seemed more clear, and the judging stopped, there wasn't any politiking, there was just one big clique. sounds familiar doesnt it? it sure does. there wasnt any complications, we just opened our hearts to each other, ourselves as well. WELL, WE LOST IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the LETTERBOXes were a good example of my utopian-ic world. there want a reason why something like that was there but just to encourage, just to show concern, even if it was an anonymous drop with 'are you ok?' and no one to tell NO IM NOT, it still made you realise that someone CARES, and someone actually notices that you aren't ok. with Love comes care, and with Love comes openness, with Love comes a hell lot of things that we could share together. even a friend Loves, and if everyone Loves, there would be an equal amount of giving and taking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we knew contentment, if we knew selflessness, if we knew Love, if we knew who God really was, Heaven would be in our midst. Utopia is even less than Heaven. Carl Marx had a great ambition, he had the dream of utopianism, he lacked an important factor, Love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end. i accidentally tossed the LETTERBOX with the rest of the trash. it wasnt actually part of the trash, but something dropped on my leg and i got flustered as it messed my room i trashed everything into the plastic bag and tossed it. it hurts my heart, but thats the last of my dream of utopia. the representation of such a culture that was shared, if only the people were willing to keep things simple, if only they didnt want to complicate things, if only they'd want it so strongly still, the LETTERBOX wouldn't even be put in such high regard. its like a late loved one's belongings. it only gains sentimental value after the owner has passed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, IF ONLY, and what can be done about it? and what can be resurrected? something thats a Once Was will never be the same ever. even a replica is only a replica. fabricated to LOOK like the same. we all know, it'll never the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i may sound a lil' harsh. but these are a words of me at 3 am in the morning. take some time the think about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i said i gave up, and when did you ever know me as a quitter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;u&gt;S&lt;/u&gt;ensitive.&lt;u&gt;A&lt;/u&gt;ddictive.&lt;u&gt;E&lt;/u&gt;motions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-113769744439774613?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/113769744439774613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/113769744439774613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113769744439774613' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-113712987087827400</id><published>2006-01-13T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T13:24:30.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;alright, wanted to post since christmas but i was always too lazy. i apologize :] anyways, it's SOOOO great to see this blog still up and running. like really heartwarming when i read all these recents posts... wow.  2 years has flown by isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;today's e 13th of jan, and looking back, 2 years ago we would've just passed our first week together as a class; e start of a smashing time together! haha aHhhhHhh. i'm really excited :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;anyways, we gotta have one of our BIG gatherings again, when bing and jun and dan and all e army guys can make it, yea? in e meantime, happy working ya'll and i REALLY MISS YOU ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-manda*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-113712987087827400?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/113712987087827400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/113712987087827400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113712987087827400' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-113550279297508504</id><published>2005-12-25T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T17:31:15.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's the time of the year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;thought i might wanna drop by and say hello, am guilty to admit that i haven't been here in eons, though i do tag once in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;read junyi's post about ponning prom and hey! i ponned prom too. well i used the word ponned for the lack of a better word, but rather, SA didn't exactly give me and my classmates much reasons to spend money on prom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i know my reaction to prom is possibly very different to amanda's version of prom, given that she feels nostalgia about seeing the words &lt;strong&gt;st andrew's junior college&lt;/strong&gt; on stage and all, but really, it's in the eyes of the beholder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but there's not to say that we don't feel nostalgic at all, we do say that we miss &lt;strong&gt;st andrew's, &lt;/strong&gt;in terms of the cafe, the air conditioned tutorial rooms, waiting till 5pm for soccer/rugby matches, elephant walk, and that heartbreaking moment when soccer team lost (albeit suspiciously) to nj. that moment when everyone cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;so fine, there are quite a number of nostalgic and good memories we've had in st andrew's but maybe, we just couldn't pin point at a good reason to just attend prom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but hey, at least we think we're going to redeem ourselves when we drop by for the move to SAV (st andrew's village), feelings of nostalgia; or otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;happy holidays kids!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;lings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-113550279297508504?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/113550279297508504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/113550279297508504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113550279297508504' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-113493477116571322</id><published>2005-12-19T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T03:39:31.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys, thought i would post here, say a quick hello. i'm enlisting in a couple of hours, about.. 4h 20min to be exact, so, i guess a chapter of my life has ended, a new one beginning -- NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still love you guys, and yeah, like junyi said, 2004, 1st 3 months, a time never forgotten :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna keep this short and sweet, cos i need to be sleepin, yeah, so take care all, merry christmas and such! hope to get a reunion together soon, maybe on new years or something:) i'll try to get somethign together, so stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwyays, hope to see all of you soon! enjoy the break while you can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-113493477116571322?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/113493477116571322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/113493477116571322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113493477116571322' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-113344927913429653</id><published>2005-12-01T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T15:47:53.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROM PONNERS PWN (drafted on 1/12/05) (continued on 18/12/05)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;hey guys! juz had a chat w mark and he said i'd better post this here.. so here i am, blogging abt why i ponned prom..or rather,the less obvious issues surrounding this topic: JC life.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, imma kip this post short, so pardon me for my lack of, or inadequate, elaboration. the past 2 yrs have gone pretty fast..time didnt juz fly, it telelported. lemme juz relate to u this experience i had,3 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u shld know (A level canditates ya'll). the A levels ended kinda early for some of u; mine ended pretty late, on the 28th. it was my art practical paper, a 3 hr-ed paper (8-11). as the clock struck 11am, u would've tot i felt the same kinda liberation as most, if not all of u did. u would've tot i would rush off home to burn my books, or at least rush off to town to haffun wif my other art classmates. i thought so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet the moment the examiner said 'ure dismissed', and the room was in total chaos, i astonished myself. while every1 was announcing plans for grp lunch, post prom activities &amp;c &amp;amp;c, i picked up my bag, and went straight to the loo, to get away from every1 else. after rejuvenating myself with some water, i made a mad dash to the main gate, and continued running a few kilometres, for abt ten bus stops, before hitching a bus to head home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[09:35:54 PM] love,unrequi: along the way i was&lt;br /&gt;[09:35:56 PM] love,unrequi: feeling like&lt;br /&gt;[09:36:00 PM] love,unrequi: totally fucked up&lt;br /&gt;[09:36:05 PM] love,unrequi: not from fatigue&lt;br /&gt;[09:36:14 PM] love,unrequi: not from sadness&lt;br /&gt;[09:36:20 PM] love,unrequi: juz an overwhleming nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;[09:36:24 PM] love,unrequi: a weird&lt;br /&gt;[09:36:27 PM] love,unrequi: melancholic feeling&lt;br /&gt;[09:36:33 PM] love,unrequi: couldnt get rid of it&lt;br /&gt;[09:36:36 PM] love,unrequi: went home&lt;br /&gt;[09:36:41 PM] love,unrequi: cleared my books&lt;br /&gt;[09:36:44 PM] love,unrequi: and notes&lt;br /&gt;[09:36:50 PM] love,unrequi: and threw them away&lt;br /&gt;[09:36:55 PM] love,unrequi: but the moment i started sorting em&lt;br /&gt;[09:37:02 PM] love,unrequi: till the moment i finished&lt;br /&gt;[09:37:11 PM] love,unrequi: i felt totally shitty&lt;br /&gt;[09:37:20 PM] love,unrequi: i looked at the notes&lt;br /&gt;[09:37:24 PM] love,unrequi: over the past 2 yrs&lt;br /&gt;[09:37:32 PM] love,unrequi: i saw the notes that i misplaced.&lt;br /&gt;[09:37:41 PM] love,unrequi: finally, when i didnt nid&lt;br /&gt;           them, i recovered them&lt;br /&gt;[09:37:48 PM] love,unrequi: i looked at&lt;br /&gt;[09:37:55 PM] love,unrequi: the notes that look unfamiliar&lt;br /&gt;[09:38:00 PM] love,unrequi: browsed thru them&lt;br /&gt;[09:38:21 PM] love,unrequi: and realised they were notes i ignored, that could've&lt;br /&gt;           made me understand my subjects more adequately&lt;br /&gt;[09:38:27 PM] love,unrequi: i looked at photocopied versions of model essays&lt;br /&gt;[09:38:29 PM] love,unrequi: and thought to myself&lt;br /&gt;[09:38:42 PM] love,unrequi: why didnt i read these, and hopefully&lt;br /&gt;           become more like them?&lt;br /&gt;[09:38:54 PM] love,unrequi: and considering my a level scripts were&lt;br /&gt;           nowhere as gd&lt;br /&gt;[09:39:00 PM] love,unrequi: they foreshadowed&lt;br /&gt;[09:39:04 PM] love,unrequi: poor grades fer my As.&lt;br /&gt;[09:39:07 PM] love,unrequi: that same night&lt;br /&gt;[09:39:13 PM] love,unrequi: when i went to slp&lt;br /&gt;[09:39:15 PM] love,unrequi: i drmt&lt;br /&gt;[09:39:20 PM] love,unrequi: i had another paper the nxt day&lt;br /&gt;[09:39:26 PM] love,unrequi: and i was late&lt;br /&gt;[09:39:28 PM] love,unrequi: i woke up&lt;br /&gt;[09:39:32 PM] love,unrequi: feeling like totally tensed up and crap.&lt;br /&gt;[09:39:52 PM] love,unrequi: i tot i was shocked bcos exams were not&lt;br /&gt;           over&lt;br /&gt;[09:40:00 PM] love,unrequi: but i corrected myself after a while.&lt;br /&gt;[09:40:02 PM] love,unrequi: i was actually&lt;br /&gt;[09:40:06 PM] love,unrequi: feeling nostalgic for exams.&lt;br /&gt;[09:40:09 PM] love,unrequi: not juz for exams;&lt;br /&gt;[09:40:14 PM] love,unrequi: but for my past&lt;br /&gt;[09:40:17 PM] love,unrequi: 2 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;[09:40:24 PM] love,unrequi: all the tutorials&lt;br /&gt;[09:40:26 PM] love,unrequi: &amp; lectures;&lt;br /&gt;[09:40:29 PM] love,unrequi: frenz;&lt;br /&gt;[09:40:34 PM] love,unrequi: gossiping;&lt;br /&gt;[09:40:43 PM] love,unrequi: waving to acquantiances along the&lt;br /&gt;           corridor;&lt;br /&gt;[09:40:52 PM] love,unrequi: seeing every1 dressed in grey;&lt;br /&gt;[09:40:58 PM] love,unrequi: the art block;&lt;br /&gt;[09:41:02 PM] love,unrequi: the parade square;&lt;br /&gt;[09:41:05 PM] love,unrequi: the library;&lt;br /&gt;[09:41:15 PM] love,unrequi: the canteen;&lt;br /&gt;[09:41:17 PM] love,unrequi: the grandstand;&lt;br /&gt;[09:41:25 PM] love,unrequi: all these memories&lt;br /&gt;[09:41:31 PM] love,unrequi: all these places, physical&lt;br /&gt;            architectures&lt;br /&gt;[09:41:34 PM] love,unrequi: they'll always b there,&lt;br /&gt;[09:41:37 PM] love,unrequi: true.&lt;br /&gt;[09:41:41 PM] love,unrequi: but experiences,&lt;br /&gt;[09:41:45 PM] love,unrequi: though intangible&lt;br /&gt;[09:41:51 PM] love,unrequi: and vague,&lt;br /&gt;[09:41:58 PM] love,unrequi: would stay forever.&lt;br /&gt;[09:42:07 PM] love,unrequi: and as i looked at my schedule&lt;br /&gt;[09:42:12 PM] love,unrequi: realising im heading to ns next,&lt;br /&gt;[09:42:15 PM] love,unrequi: and after tt&lt;br /&gt;[09:42:27 PM] love,unrequi: going to uni (hopefully if my As made&lt;br /&gt;           it)&lt;br /&gt;[09:42:34 PM] love,unrequi: away from this system;&lt;br /&gt;[09:42:41 PM] love,unrequi: this umbrella&lt;br /&gt;[09:42:43 PM] love,unrequi: forever.&lt;br /&gt;[09:42:57 PM] love,unrequi: i felt like the biggest fool on earth-&lt;br /&gt;[09:43:04 PM] love,unrequi: never bothering to cherish anything;&lt;br /&gt;[09:43:12 PM] love,unrequi: never stopping to take a better look;&lt;br /&gt;[09:43:18 PM] love,unrequi: or take a bigger breath&lt;br /&gt;[09:43:28 PM] love,unrequi: of the jc campus;&lt;br /&gt;[09:43:36 PM] love,unrequi: but silently,&lt;br /&gt;[09:43:40 PM] love,unrequi: wishing it would pass by,&lt;br /&gt;[09:43:44 PM] love,unrequi: only to regret it&lt;br /&gt;[09:43:48 PM] love,unrequi: the moment it all ended-&lt;br /&gt;[09:43:58 PM] love,unrequi: the moment the examiner said&lt;br /&gt;[09:44:00 PM] love,unrequi: 'ure dismissed'.&lt;br /&gt;[09:44:06 PM] love,unrequi: days b4 my last paper ended&lt;br /&gt;[09:44:12 PM] love,unrequi: when other pple cheered like theres no tmr;&lt;br /&gt;[09:44:16 PM] love,unrequi: when their papers were over,&lt;br /&gt;[09:44:17 PM] love,unrequi: i tot&lt;br /&gt;[09:44:22 PM] love,unrequi: 'juz u wait..i'll b done soon'&lt;br /&gt;[09:44:28 PM] love,unrequi: but when i sat down and thought abt it,&lt;br /&gt;[09:44:34 PM] love,unrequi: an idea haunted me:&lt;br /&gt;[09:44:39 PM] love,unrequi: i want this life to go on forever.&lt;br /&gt;[09:44:45 PM] love,unrequi: i want to b a canditate&lt;br /&gt;[09:44:50 PM] love,unrequi: forever&lt;br /&gt;[09:44:53 PM] love,unrequi: sitting for exams forever;&lt;br /&gt;[09:44:58 PM] love,unrequi: never having to see my grades;&lt;br /&gt;[09:45:03 PM] love,unrequi: juz keep on doing the papers;&lt;br /&gt;[09:45:08 PM] love,unrequi: going home early;&lt;br /&gt;[09:45:14 PM] love,unrequi: look at the entry proof;&lt;br /&gt;[09:45:19 PM] love,unrequi: preparing to study for the nxt paper;&lt;br /&gt;[09:45:20 PM] love,unrequi: and&lt;br /&gt;[09:45:28 PM] love,unrequi: playing the computer now and then&lt;br /&gt;[09:45:37 PM] love,unrequi: while havin a tinge of guilt&lt;br /&gt;[09:45:43 PM] love,unrequi: that im enjoying even tho the exams&lt;br /&gt;             arent over yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am, 1st dec, on the nite of njc's prom, blogging online, ponning prom, as if it was a cool thing. it isnt. 'prom ponners pwn', my msn nick, is a facade; a mask i put on, to deceive myself; mebbe a dozen others, but 1 thing i cant change. i missed prom. the once in a lifetime experience; the last chance to get to see everyone from my cohort, together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the prom pics from an NJC-ian's (or, more accurately, an ex-njcian's) website, i noticed that there was almost no nostalgia as opposed to what i thought i would have felt. in fact, i dunt know how to continue this post due to the loss of spontaneity of the situation..the next few lines shall attempt to redeem the senselessness of this post, which i have thoughts about removing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are going for NS soon: do take care of urselves realli. it'll be hell for the first few months but once we get thru it everything'll b fine. =) as for the galss,do enjoy ur free time away from sch, try to do smth constructive and upgrade urselves and prepare for uni. in wadever u do, i wish u the best. Excel in all future endeavours and accomplish what you only dared to dream of.the road of life is long and winding and, as our education so briefly and regretably ended, the nxt bend in the road would prove to be rocky and tedious indeed. never give up in whatever u do, and only say u cant do it when u've failed at least 10 times. when i was younger, they used to tell me jc is the best part of one's life..or at least for those who are going into jc at all. i agree with this statement: though i didnt get to stay in cj, the 3 months we spent had been great; a feeling that can never b manifested in any way ever again. whenever my cab passes by the lornie stretch, past cjc, i would tell myself: this is cjc, where i spent the best 3 months of my life in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-113344927913429653?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/113344927913429653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/113344927913429653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113344927913429653' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-112835679408864192</id><published>2005-10-04T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T00:26:34.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;a tribute&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is actually more so for 1/2 t09 than t7. but nonetheless, i'll post it here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how you people can actually sustain such a close bond after so long, going on outtings after outtings, its as if a whole entire family embracing one another is formed, and just by going out with you, i've been embraced into this family as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a wonder how you keep this strong bond going in a JC class, after hearing from many of my friends about their 'back-stabbing-neck-slashing-son-of-a-mother' friends found in JC, i really start to wonder, why didnt i have such an experience? why wasnt i portrayed such an 'image' from you people. i guess its simple, you people, ARE DIFFERENT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's for you people, t09. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thru the times when one was down, another was holding that hand, supporting those tears. through the times that one had to rush out notes for the others, risking the chances of falling aslp in class, others would be nagging for bed time. when something happened, everyone was involved, be it in teasing, or in councelling, in making merry, or in crying together. maybe only one or two, but surely most was there. celebrations was never to be missed out, surprises after surprises, i sure had my fair share of them. being part and being one. it sure made everyone's day, to be celebrating and to be merrying. you did simple things, you did extravangant things, many didnt cost much, and much cost many, but still, the thought made it all worthwhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the simple things, the lile thoughts, the greetings, the things that hasnt been shown, kept you people strong together, even one from the outside, only joining in activities once in a blue moon, feel the warmth, the lile things that you do for each other, like a family, or maybe, just a zoo...... (ooops).. and that you've made a difference certainly in my life, certainly a light to a side that many students would like to live in through their JC life, even me, not being there, longs to join in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to you teeonine, cheers!!! God bless and certainly study hard, you all can do it!!! take care! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the half poly student, occupation - slacker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-112835679408864192?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/112835679408864192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/112835679408864192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112835679408864192' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-112066978666587890</id><published>2005-07-07T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T01:11:12.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi guys, its me again... well, just posting to say, i enjoyed teh gatherings we had on the 1st and 4th of july, saw some faces i hadn't seen for a long time, and definately caught up with some people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just nice to see us all together, well, not all but close haha, pleased to say its the largest turnout we've had for a t7 gathering this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting, a great tahnks to the group on monday for celebrating my birthday!! was a nice surprise, even though you guys kinda screwed it up... appreciated the gesture greatly nonetheless!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, prelim's and a levels and whatnot coming soon, ((except for a few)) and well, good luck to you guys! i know i'll need lots of it :D hope to see ya'll soon.. and those who could'nt make it, hope to see you next time we organise one of these gatherings k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-112066978666587890?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/112066978666587890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/112066978666587890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112066978666587890' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-111634773080337416</id><published>2005-05-18T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T00:35:30.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey... just felt like posting something to you guys... i guess the slow breaking up was inevitable, we all have our own lives, our own committments, our own schools.. less time spent together just leads to weakening of the bonds we once had. But like they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and after leaving CJ for more than a year already, i still can't help but think back to the great times we had.. cheesy i know, but i just feel like saying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looked in my file today, and saw the post card that manda and ling wrote to me, don't know if you guys still remember it, and with it, i also remember that you two once complained that SA was super cannot make it and all that, but see? i bet you guys are doing fine there :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me stupid, but i guess i won't let go of the bond we once had, even if its only 1 way, i'll always remember the class that we were, that we still are perhaps, and i'll always hope that we can get together again.. how about a meeting during the june hols? heh..  wonder if people still read this blog even. but anwyays, i'll leave you guys a poem that i find to be rather apt, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Gift Outright&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The land was ours before we were the land's.&lt;br /&gt;She was our land more than a hundred years&lt;br /&gt;Before we were her people. She was ours&lt;br /&gt;In Massachusetts, in Virginia,&lt;br /&gt;But we were England's, still colonials,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Possessing what we still were unpossessed by,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Possessed by what we now no more possessed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something we were withholding made us weak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Until we found out that it was ourselves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were withholding from our land of living,&lt;br /&gt;And forthwith found salvation in surrender.&lt;br /&gt;Such as we were we gave ourselves outright&lt;br /&gt;(The deed of gift was many deeds of war)&lt;br /&gt;To the land vaguely realizing westward,&lt;br /&gt;But still unstoried, artless, unenhanced,&lt;br /&gt;Such as she was, such as she would become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to see you guys soon! i'll always believe in the class that we were :)&lt;br /&gt;-Bing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-111634773080337416?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/111634773080337416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/111634773080337416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111634773080337416' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-111228140159144309</id><published>2005-03-31T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T20:01:43.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>but still, i'll never forget you (all), that smile(s), that laughters, that you(all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey all, again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sunday!!! hope everyone got my sms. or does anyone even read this darn piece of site?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess its true that there are 5 stages to group form. and the last stage to it is in simple words, disbanding. is this so enthusiastic group that was so bend on wanting to remain close as ever going to disband? i dont know, or maybe i dont want to know, sometimes i realised that saying good bye isnt all that difficult, maybe its the subtle departure, distancing of ourselves from one another that leads to that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do sometimes think, lets give it one more chance. so one more chance it shall be given, this sunday 3 pm at cityhall mrt! hope to see you there.. and i guess since the last gathering that ling and chels tried to org, they have already given up, looks like i m the only stubborn ass here that dares to try again... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and it shall be my last too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please u plead you, whoever that reads this anyway, reply to my sms!! or if u have changed ur no. dont run away from us.... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for these three that remains, faith, hope and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;Mark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-111228140159144309?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/111228140159144309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/111228140159144309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111228140159144309' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-110907920906752806</id><published>2005-02-22T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T21:33:29.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so forget me too then.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as some of us are turning 18, while some already long passed that and some just passed it, our *bows on awe and respect* dear queeen ling has suggested to have an outting in celebration of our deeeeearest friends, feb and march babies in the period of march. i do say that its rather late, but doesnt it call for a gathering of friends?  and since all's done by the 21st of march, i mean ur hols do start then, why dont we meet up during that period of (my study break) time and party? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what say you then? please for you highness sake, tag for a reply, at least we would know the numbers and be able to finalise a time and date too... so in ur response to this include date or no.... thanks a gabillion!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and so with each passing moment,&lt;br /&gt;with each passing person,&lt;br /&gt;your face will vanish from my mind...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-110907920906752806?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/110907920906752806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/110907920906752806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110907920906752806' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-110416432528807207</id><published>2004-12-28T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T00:18:45.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hey guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;my very first post..was forced by *ahem* a few tootheads to fulfill this mission they got for me..evil ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;okay so here it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THERE WILL BE A MEETING ON..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JAN 1st , cityhall mrt station control , 5pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;meeting for dinner first at suntec..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;den we're off for to esplanade to waste the night away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hahas..take care everyone! enjoy the rest of the holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- jo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-110416432528807207?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/110416432528807207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/110416432528807207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110416432528807207' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-109910400324365861</id><published>2004-10-30T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T10:40:03.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;heyaz all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;CHALET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we booked a chalet on &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;15th to 17th&lt;/span&gt;. pls tell me who can stay over, and who is juz cumin in da dae n who is only cumin for the bbq. cuz i think jaimes booked the small room in sentosa again. we still trying to c if we can change it to the bigger 2-storey chalets at pasir ris. so &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;pls let me know asap&lt;/span&gt; k. this will be a &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;t07+ t09&lt;/span&gt; chalet.. as for the price per person (inclusive of food but exclusive of booze), i'll let u all know again after most confirm the numbers with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss ya all lotz! n hope to c u all soon! take care every1. good luck for pw, chinese ao examz and happy holidaez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;luv, SeiNa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-109910400324365861?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109910400324365861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109910400324365861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109910400324365861' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-109734346520800243</id><published>2004-10-10T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T01:37:45.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walking Away&lt;br /&gt;for Sean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is eighteen years ago, almost to the day&lt;br /&gt;A sunny day with the leaves just turning,&lt;br /&gt;The touch-lines newly-ruled - since I watched you play&lt;br /&gt;Your first game of football, then, like a satellite&lt;br /&gt;Wrenched from its orbit, go, drifting away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind a scatter of boys. I can see&lt;br /&gt;You walking away from me towards the school&lt;br /&gt;With the pathos of a half-fledged thing set free&lt;br /&gt;Into a wilderness, the gait of one&lt;br /&gt;Who finds no path where the path should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That hesitant figure, eddying away&lt;br /&gt;Like a winged seed loosened from its parent stem,&lt;br /&gt;Has something I never quite grasp to convey&lt;br /&gt;About nature's give-and-take - the small, the scorching&lt;br /&gt;Ordeals, which fire one's irresolute clay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had worse partings but none that so&lt;br /&gt;Gnaws at my mind still. Perhaps it is roughly&lt;br /&gt;Saying what God alone could perfectly show -&lt;br /&gt;That selfhood begins with a walking away,&lt;br /&gt;And love is proved in the letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C. Day Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a suckshit PC paper, but this poem made it that much more bearable..&lt;br /&gt;-Bing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-109734346520800243?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109734346520800243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109734346520800243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109734346520800243' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-109603904627430209</id><published>2004-09-24T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T23:17:26.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how long more do i have to hear you say&lt;br /&gt;that you miss her&lt;br /&gt;and i have to, with a smile wish&lt;br /&gt;you and her happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you see the broken smile painted &lt;br /&gt;just for you to see?&lt;br /&gt;do you hear the sound of heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;of pain and jealousy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your eyes light at the sight of her&lt;br /&gt;coming your way&lt;br /&gt;but you never did notice the girl with&lt;br /&gt;words she could not say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you thought she was happy that&lt;br /&gt;you've found a special one&lt;br /&gt;since she used to pat your back and tell&lt;br /&gt;you,"good luck, have fun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you ever notice how quickly she'd&lt;br /&gt;turn her back&lt;br /&gt;and look like she was busy with many&lt;br /&gt;things to pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her pens and pencils would suddenly &lt;br /&gt;multiply so fast&lt;br /&gt;she's actually just waiting for the &lt;br /&gt;hurt to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she longs to look you in the eys and say&lt;br /&gt;the things she keeps inside&lt;br /&gt;but she knows you love another so&lt;br /&gt;she won't even try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;strong&gt;amanda.natalie.tan&lt;/strong&gt;| COPYRIGHT (haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-109603904627430209?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109603904627430209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109603904627430209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109603904627430209' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-109568832594832249</id><published>2004-09-20T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T21:52:05.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my "happily ever after ending"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Where we're gonna be when we turn 25&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking times will never change&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking things will always be the same&lt;br /&gt;But when we leave this year we won't be coming back&lt;br /&gt;No more hanging out cause we're on a different track&lt;br /&gt;And if you got something that you need to say&lt;br /&gt;You better say it right now cause you don't have another day&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down&lt;br /&gt;Our memories are playing like a film with no sound&lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking of the night in June&lt;br /&gt;I Didn't know much of love, but it came too soon&lt;br /&gt;And There was me and you, and then it got real blue&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home talkin' on the telephone and&lt;br /&gt;We would get so excited, then we'd get so scared&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at our selves thinking life's not fair&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;As we go on, we remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change, come whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be, friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we get the big jobs and we make the big money&lt;br /&gt;When we look back now, will that joke still be funny?&lt;br /&gt;Will we still remember everything we learned in school?&lt;br /&gt;Still be trying to break every single rule&lt;br /&gt;Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?&lt;br /&gt;Can Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Repeat chorus*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la; yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la, we will still be friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?&lt;br /&gt;Can we survive it out there? Can we make it somehow?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I thought that this would never end&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly it's like we're women and men&lt;br /&gt;Will the past be a shadow that will follow us round?&lt;br /&gt;Will these memories fade when I leave this town&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know i'm rather slow. after so long of, erm.. 'graduating' from cjc, and after the whole chuck of 'good bye' dedications and something like this pops up. its rather lag rite? but still i would like to say this lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through the time of like months i guess many of you have changed in one way or another, i too, darent deny the fact that i have changed, adapting to the environment around us. with the things happening in our lifes, be it good or bad, we are directly or indirectly affected by it. we face the changes of human character in our lifes everyday, in class or at home. with time tight on our hands, we are unable to catch up with old friends. i too, cant do so, i apologise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in this song, its really my wish for us. for us to say taht we would be friends for each other no matter what happens. but i guess that virtually impossible, with no time and much work at hand, we dun often catch up and meet. but for myself, just keep this in mind, that no matter what happens, (unless u steal my wife that is), u have a friend in me. if all of us could hold to that, i guess that would be a fairy tale ending in itself.. so yeah.. i dun expect that from happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember, i still do care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;marksae&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-109568832594832249?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109568832594832249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109568832594832249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109568832594832249' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-109558391898036300</id><published>2004-09-19T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T16:51:58.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! from all of us in 07 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-109558391898036300?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109558391898036300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109558391898036300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109558391898036300' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-109405534458455365</id><published>2004-09-01T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T00:19:03.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#FFCCCC"&gt;heyy :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly i realized that my friend KAT knows DAN! i only knew they were both in trinity but i had no idea that they'd get to know each other- after all she's in some high-powered medicine course that she's got to get 99% for or something. she's reallyyy clever. sigh. and haiya i want to run away and go to australia to study too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i want to have a birthday party. actually its only because i want this cake that this one year old girl in my church had. ok this cake was, firstly, simply beautiful. it had real, fat, littleponies on it. as in the littleponies the kids central show yes. one of the littleponies was purple and it had damnbig painted eyes and blue hair. I WANT. and it had a castle. really. a delicate white cardboard castle. reallyyyy nice. the cake was gorgeous. i want i want. and it was huge. two kilos. my mom says i can have a one kilo cake (because one kilo costs 40 bucks and that cake cost like 100something) but i figure that a one kilo cake won't be able to fit all the ponies and castle and flowers (ya got flowers somemore) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister's not very helpful, she wants a barbie doll cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yes i decided that i might have a party so i can have an excuse to get a cake like that :) actually haha its because i want to have a picnic. yeah. like the geogsoc people in my school. have you ever gone to a picnic? anyway there's a park right outside my house. so if it rains you can come back. and if you need more food its also really near. nice trees. playground. and you can all meet my four dogs :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i only ever had parties when i was about... primary one? or two or three. and there's another catch- my house isn't very nice :( it has a GREEN gate and yellow curtains. ... but never mind la k. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. is it an okay idea?? will yu all come? :/ hope it's not too forward of me to bring up an idea like that. picnic and barbeque haha. and i couldn't come yeserday cos it was my dad's birthday.. hope you guys had fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study hard for promos? hope the different-education people (mark and dan) are reLaxing without promos to study for? :) all the besttt.. i just got my promo timetable. take care all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,xiu&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-109405534458455365?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109405534458455365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109405534458455365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109405534458455365' title=''/><author><name>xiu *</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-109378107518949445</id><published>2004-08-29T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T20:04:35.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>teacher's day.. u all dun have sch rite? then tuesday have half day rite? dun expect all of u to actually go back to cj lah... cos for those who have to go back ij and erm sji and where else... yeah.. and by the time u get back.. rather too late le.. also it'llbe a challenge for me as i have to go back to sji and also find time to go buy MC!!!!! yeah i have sch till 5 and no holiday the next day lah... so feel blessed damn... BLESSED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have a proposal... since u all have no sch the nex day rite? then can stay out late rite? why not we meet for dinner? no? ooo... its really up to u all.. the most i can do is propose.. i really cannot take the initiative to org... lets say i have lotsa er herm... shit.. coming outta my ears? i'l covered with shit lah.. but if u all are really meeting.. i will take the time out to go catch up with my very valued friends that i miss so damn much.. damn u guys.. make me miss u all so much.. haiz... so yeah... its up to u all lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MarkSae &lt;--- the guy with projects coming outta his ears... count your blessings..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-109378107518949445?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109378107518949445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109378107518949445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109378107518949445' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-109322024590328297</id><published>2004-08-23T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T08:17:25.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looney toons tune is a copyright of the LOON Coporation.u did not attain a permit to use it and have breached the copyright law of 1976 section 4 point 19. u will receive a letter from our lawyer and we will see u in court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note..can we have a reunion in dec? like party..or chalet..or party..or chalet?? u get my drift. i'll be back on dec 6th *hint hint* so u guys have ample time to prepare my welcome..hmm..there should &lt;b&gt;presents&lt;/b&gt;..food..and yea thats all. if u cannot come u could always mail it to me, or just drop by and say hi..haha..nah im just kidding..about the presents part..but im serious about the party thingy..no one going away on holidays?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i changed the layout of my blog..&lt;b&gt;PEOPLE&lt;/b&gt; pls comment, and &lt;b&gt;SIGN&lt;/b&gt; my guestbook.yea u heard me..&lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt; guestbook..&lt;b&gt;MINE MINE MINE&lt;/b&gt;..MUAHAHAHAHA..ok im going nuts..oh and the picture takes a long time to upload, so just bear with it.u can amuse yourself with my entry while the picture uploads. if u can still read after that and u wish to, then go ahead..but i know mark couldnt..or didnt want to )c: oh and does anyone like my new breed of faces?? here are a couple of samples.    (c:   )c:  /c:  |c:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-109322024590328297?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109322024590328297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109322024590328297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109322024590328297' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-109231790190387404</id><published>2004-08-12T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T21:47:42.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess who's back.. back again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm.. tmr meeting? cant make it.. sad... week after nex is common test week.. which means next week is study break.. and then the following i have no lessons just erm.. test.. so that means that i will have no lessons for TWO weeks... just two what..... u all term break only one rite? keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... think i will go dwn to CJ on wednesday.. somehow i sorta miss that place lah.. haha.. so CJCians watch out for me ya..? hehehe.. oh and u all very free oso can jio me out.. but its to study lah.. i'm really behind time for like 3 outta 4 examinable modules.. u dun wanna know how far behind i m.. and i wont understand a shit that i m studying.. unless u are doing physics and erm.. DnT theory... oh.. the ITE students will be able to do that.. anyway i could meet u all mayb nex week or something? hmmm.. but not tmr.. just totally outta the qn... yup.. revive this thing here lah.. and sorry.. u must understand my color situation.. cannot see things with excessive colors and also type things with that.. i love my black and white.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does one mistake erase all my love for you? my love for u all is unconditional.. u guys actually just rawk.. u guys give me the reason to wanna be in JC... sheesh i m in poly.. -_-'''.. shall stop here without wanting u all not to think that its a mistake that i m in poly.. and not want u all to be jealous of what poly life is also.. cya guys soon.. sian sian still... its like i have so much time.... oops.. byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marksae's back.. back again.. *sings to looney toons tune* goodabye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-109231790190387404?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109231790190387404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109231790190387404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109231790190387404' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-109084168599348976</id><published>2004-07-26T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T19:34:45.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;science.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;JOYS - for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;science faculty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;gomes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;that table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;math lect - yes, someone slap me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-109084168599348976?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109084168599348976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109084168599348976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109084168599348976' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-109056451459469198</id><published>2004-07-23T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T14:35:14.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;hey guys! been a while since i last blogged here..with dance and all. . .oh yahhh...a bigggggg thanks to those of you who came... &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;CH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;EL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LING&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;IMRAN&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BING&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;JAIMES&lt;/span&gt;..those who couldn't make it...&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;MAX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;,HARI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;,MARK&lt;/span&gt; - it's alright! :) there's always next year hahahaha. anyways...i'm in school right now, using computer 33 (hey! my register number in sec 4! heeehh!) i'm ponning econs lect now so i have 1.5 hrs freee...whoooooo! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i have 2 periods&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;econs tutorial later(i don't think i'll pon that la)... darnnn! today i finish at 4.50pm...wanna how sian?? grrrrr. i wanna quit school!!!!*screams* and i just saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hehhh! see ya peeps. love ya'll! will see u all soon...wanna go support imran tomorrow? those who wanna come along, msg/call me or chel alriteys? then we can go together!! yayyyeeyayy. miss u guys LOADS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;amanda.natalie.tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-109056451459469198?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109056451459469198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109056451459469198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109056451459469198' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-109041341443244232</id><published>2004-07-21T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T20:36:54.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i am not good at using this blogspot thingy so im praying hard that this blog will show. i have not read the last few entries except the lastest one (sorry i didnt notice who wrote it). i think the travelling thing is cool...but i highly doubt your parents will allow..maybe mine might not too..but but..we could all go to melbourne!!!then i dont have to travel??? ok that was selfish...how about an end year reunion party or something?? (not at my house). maybe we can get a chalet or something...but must we dress up???will look very...hmmm...but i think its best if it stays casual yea??imagine if its formal...then amanda and chelsa will go shopping again. and i and gonna bet that they'll get more than just dresses..or gowns or whatever u call that thing u wear for proms..and their parents will feel the financial pain...although they will help the economy of singapore...ok im going off the point.anyway all im saying is maybe a simple BBQ...or another chalet stay might do...nothing formal...just one of those end year parties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-109041341443244232?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109041341443244232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/109041341443244232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109041341443244232' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108981669066962172</id><published>2004-07-14T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T22:54:20.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.side-project.net/char.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X :&lt;/strong&gt; Let me hold your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Char :&lt;/strong&gt; Forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X :&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you go char!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108981669066962172?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108981669066962172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108981669066962172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108981669066962172' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108892382790585580</id><published>2004-07-04T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T14:50:27.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#FFCCCC"&gt;OMG!!!!!THEME PARTY!!!!!!! haha. do you remember!! like during that cj xcountry day we were discussing themedparties too.IWANT!!!!and christmas dinner sounds fantastic too!!! but yu know what would be really fun. like i was talking to bing and saying like how we should go overseas together. but would your parents allow? probably not right, especially if there are guys.. anyway, amanda and chels have fantastic ideas that we MUST put into play at the end of the year k. photos. haha. and can we make everyone dress formally. can we make errrrr imran! wear a dressss shirt! and mark! and and and errrrr everybody! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday bing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark, hope your class gets better.. and i would be happy to be in a class full of guys.. err don tell anyone. haha sigh anyway sji's letting girls in! and err i guess i would be horrified to be in a class full of girls too. the way chels and i are currently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad mark blogs. glad everyone writes once in a while. and bing congrats on your competition!!! :) yu did super well! mm happyy for you. errr kind of late sorry. somehow i can't see the t7 blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,xiu. btw if you look at the signoff part my NAME is there, not 1t07 1t07. but you cant see it. pleh. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108892382790585580?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108892382790585580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108892382790585580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108892382790585580' title=''/><author><name>xiu *</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108859768005028495</id><published>2004-06-30T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T20:14:40.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;T7 outing #274648394746&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this friday, meet at &lt;strong&gt;5.30pm &lt;/strong&gt;at &lt;strong&gt;CITY HALL &lt;/strong&gt;control station. celebrating &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BING'S BIRTHDAY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;which is on sat! we'll be going for &lt;strong&gt;dinner&lt;/strong&gt; (most probably seoul garden at marina sq) then maybe if it's early we can go to the &lt;strong&gt;Esplanade&lt;/strong&gt; to slack and just spend time with each other okies? &lt;strong&gt;msg me or chel or imran if u're coming alrite?&lt;/strong&gt; i really need my dose of T7 goodness! guys i sooooo need to whine!hehehh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drug addict*&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;strong&gt;amanda.natalie.tan&lt;/strong&gt;|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108859768005028495?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108859768005028495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108859768005028495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108859768005028495' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108844160846863010</id><published>2004-06-29T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T00:55:16.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been like busy training/studying(lil bit, ok, not really) so havn't posted&lt;br /&gt;anyways, for those intersted, this is what the rankings looked like for the open category, compound class (mine), NUS Invitational Indoor Archery Championship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leow Ting How      578 (out of 600) -----&gt; undisputed champion, he's damn good&lt;br /&gt;2. Ray dunnosomeshit  555 ------&gt; shoulda beaten him, don't really like him..&lt;br /&gt;3. ME                 553 ------&gt; first time winning in open, and its kinda like almost my PB score (560)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats one medal for the first day, i'm super on form, on a roll. now for the team knockout round..&lt;br /&gt;my team was top seed, we had the 3rd, 4th and 8th placed archers in my team, the 4th place guy is kinda like my coach, so really happy to beat him :)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, since we were top seed, we got "bye"s all the way to the quarterfinals. (walkover, cos not enough teams, hence highest seeds go through preliminary rounds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quarterfinal score was 235, beating the other team by 2 points (shot like shit)&lt;br /&gt;semifinal score was 253, beating the other team by 9 points (getting better)&lt;br /&gt;final score was 258, whacking the other team by a shit load of points.. like more than 10, forgot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the finals was against the team with that Ray dude, so felt really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Result, 1 Gold (team), 1 Bronze. good competition, best this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda funny, just an add on.. during the prize giving, they gave the individual compound archers(mens) the womens trophy.. the announcer then said "theres been a small mistake".. yup, small mistake, very minor, like the loss of an organ only... but its all good. also, i conclude that NUS people can't spell. "Compound" was spelt as "Compund". kinda funny really :D at least they got the team medals right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go sleep, got CTs later today, econs to be exact, good luck to all!! for me, i'm just praying that i get 4 AO passes.. oh well 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bing (Time Check: 12.52 am)&lt;br /&gt;P.S. See ya'll soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108844160846863010?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108844160846863010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108844160846863010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108844160846863010' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108822766356135596</id><published>2004-06-26T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T13:27:43.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yepp! me and chel were talking the other day and we thought of sooooo many plans for this end of year! parties galore! ahhh it'll be so fun.. i know it's kinda early to plan now..but we couldn't help thinking of PLAY and ENJOYMENT in the midst of mugging... haha.. so here it is...Proposal 1 for 1T07 Christmas celebrations'04 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;x'mas dinner&lt;/strong&gt; at someone's house (like chel's whose house has an amazing ambience for a cosy get-together..haha) oh yes...we cook OURSELVES. have this wonderful sit-down formal dinner with appetizers, main course, desert etc etc and we could end off with watching a horror movie all huddled together. then exchange presents, of course! heeex. how does that sound? cosyyyy right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;theme party!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(self-explanatory.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. (ok don't murder me but i think it'll be nice)-&lt;strong&gt;1T07 photoshoot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my friends wanted to have this professional photoshoot done last year..it'll be really nice..with all ur close friends...then u compile all the pics and put them in a photo album which'll go down memory lane! yepps. i'll try and get my dad to do it for us (he's a photographer)...or we could do it ourselves..haha..welll...i noe u guys aren't really big fans of photo taking...but........it's just a suggestion!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;strong&gt; Go on cruise!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(also self-explanatory)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells..how's it? so exciting right? wheeeee....i can't wait for the holidays!!!....  :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;strong&gt;amanda.natalie.tan&lt;/strong&gt;|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108822766356135596?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108822766356135596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108822766356135596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108822766356135596' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108818232861473628</id><published>2004-06-26T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T01:09:42.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys.. just felt like bitchin somewhere bout my new class.. and what better place than the oneteeoseven.blogspot.com.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my new class at so called orientation today.. and if u thot cj orientation was bad... think again... just had lectures about eLearning and blah blah shit for orientation.. or mayb i just wasnt there yesterday.. so well.. it still sucked anyway.. a faculty(fac) of 80 strong.. and well only like 5 or is it less gals were there.. and well about 13 guys from my clas was there.. think some of them pon like me lah.. but all were guys.. and i just hope the other 7 are like gals... for goodness sake.. the class is just so dead!!!! and there are no gals!!! no gals know!!!! what? another sji for 3 years? no way man.. and the thing is that the culture is altogether different.. in sji we are all related some how.. here.. we are all aliens from our different planets! ugh... and there wont be much of a havok lah.. look at them.. *shall not comment further.. (this part has been censored)* oh man... really hope that this will be nother oneteeoseven miracle and another wrong judgement that i made again lah.. haiz.. pls pls pls pray for me.. to those that read my blog.. yeah i m very tired.. and i dun wan sch to start this mon.. i need some rest from the camps that i have been running and having so lile slp.. and with the people that i will face.. think they will drive me to the grave faster only.. ugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i was sitting thru my course details and all that.. i asked myself and what m i doing here again.. hmmz.. yeah.. well just some things that i would like to think lah.. due to interest and stuff like that.. i dunno lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like i will have to see more of u people to keep me alive.. and well i miss you guys.. so hope that ur exams will end soon.. so can go out together.. out out out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well many of you may think it mark's turn to think this way now.. and well at the start of this blog the things that were posted here were almost the same.. haiz.. yeah as i said i just m bitching.. so dun really bother about me lah.. haha.. i know what to do.. but i still need to bitch lah.. so thanks for your ears.. i mean yout eyes.. and the lile capacity of ur brain to go thru this whole entry and yeah at the end *laugh*.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care guys.. jia you for your CTs and block test and what so ever that may come your way.. be it jek suan with hair or some royalty that will sit on you.. yeah.. God bless.. and u need loadsa that! we all do.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all then.. with the love that i have left with.. ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MarkSae WAD? :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108818232861473628?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108818232861473628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108818232861473628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108818232861473628' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108817374939015573</id><published>2004-06-25T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T22:29:09.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh and i forgot to add that the previous post was made by me! err chels yepp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108817374939015573?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108817374939015573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108817374939015573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108817374939015573' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108817363099369540</id><published>2004-06-25T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T22:27:10.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;hey dears! congrats bing on winning!!! archery right? :) just dropping by to let you guys know im still alive! haha. and good luck for exams!! study hard yepp? and this is out of point but legally blonde rocks! i watched legally blonde 2 today and i love the first and sec show!! and i bought the VCD for The Last Samurai too so im finally gonna get to watch it yaaay!! im watching it tomorrow can't wait!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohh and manda and i were talking on the phone just now and we we were thinking of a christmas party! what do you guys think? it'll be so fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108817363099369540?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108817363099369540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108817363099369540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108817363099369540' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108807112803416089</id><published>2004-06-24T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T17:58:48.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#FFCCCC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingwei WON! hohoho, i'll leave him to elaborate further :) anyway, congratulations!! and welcome back. thanks amanda and chelsa for the testimonials :) sigh. okay soon. i don't think i can promise to write yu all one back because.. if i ever do i'll write a reallyreallyreally long one cos there's just so much to say. take care all* &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108807112803416089?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108807112803416089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108807112803416089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108807112803416089' title=''/><author><name>xiu *</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108798381237071986</id><published>2004-06-23T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T17:43:32.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys! i have happily (and successfully) digressed from various price elasticities of demand and supply and other such awful terms that never fail to upset my entire system to post another entry here. wells i think most of you should be busy cramming for ur block tests and CTs now. . .all the best yepp and i miss our outings!! when is the next one? ok i presume it won't be anytime before the exams are over right? anyways..just meet up soon alritey? miss u all loads! i'm going crazy w/o my weekly dose of T7-mania! grrrrrr. see? irritability is one of the symptoms. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya'll! *big hug!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;strong&gt;amanda.natalie.tan&lt;/strong&gt;|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108798381237071986?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108798381237071986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108798381237071986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108798381237071986' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108761141650269021</id><published>2004-06-19T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T10:16:56.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#FFCCCC"&gt;darlings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling, sorry if your hotmail account gets a confirmation e-mail or something because i just attempted to add myself to the team so i can post from my side as well. i think it worked! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a competition soon. going to leave in about fortyfive minutes. haha wish me luck in not making a fool outta myself. unlike bing who considers luck in winning the difference between golds and silvers, notice the plural. sleep more bing. and STUDY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so glad i finally got to post here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manda, congrats on dance elections! :) and haha. you're so bubblyyy:):) ling i love the advert too. its absolutely perfect down to every expression the girl has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay why post if i have nothing ti say except to other people haha. mark- *hug. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108761141650269021?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108761141650269021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108761141650269021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108761141650269021' title=''/><author><name>xiu *</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108758429464923143</id><published>2004-06-19T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T02:44:54.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gomen! gomen! i havn't been posting here, but seriously, nothing much to talk about my hols. the only highlight was the second week, where we had some fun.. anyways my life during the hols: sleep, wake, watch tv, use comp, train, sleep, go out(a few times)&lt;br /&gt;take a combination of about 4 of the above for any one day, pretty much settles it. &lt;br /&gt;for example: wake, train, use comp, sleep, or wake, train, go out, sleep&lt;br /&gt;something like that, very interesting eh?&lt;br /&gt;also note that "study" has no... "block" in my "schedule".. i'm screwed.&lt;br /&gt;competition later today, time now being 2:45am. my comp is at.. 1:30pm, so i think i'll go sleep now!&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck. i'll win something for you guys mmkay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108758429464923143?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108758429464923143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108758429464923143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108758429464923143' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108750203220317102</id><published>2004-06-18T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T03:58:58.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all.. its me again.. and it always has to be me to keep this blog alive rite? hmmm.. sure has to.. no choice lah.. i too hot for demand rite? no? then prove me wrong lah... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway guys.. i've got bad news for you.. i wont be seeing you guys that often anymore.. not that i have been grounded.. but rather.. i just recieved my time table.. which some how or another SUCKS big time.. its a 8 to 5 thingy.. with lotsa breaks in btw... ugh.. like a stretch of 4 hour breaks.. sucks rite? LoL.. so yeah.. have to live with tertiary life now you know.. no more kid liao.. so adaptation will be filling me for the nex few weeks.. but the other good thing is also that my mondays i won have monday blues with u guys.. sch starts at 11.. thats like SHIOK! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw guys.. for those who have not read my blog.. or to those that do not intend to.. cont. not to.. :D but yeah.. to those that know about my application to the rsaf.. its been... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you for your interest in the post of SENIOR TECHNICIAN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have &lt;b&gt;considered&lt;/b&gt; your application and &lt;b&gt;regret&lt;/b&gt; to inform you that we are &lt;b&gt;unable&lt;/b&gt; to offer you the appointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thank you for your interest and &lt;b&gt;wish&lt;/b&gt; you all the best in your future endeavours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that i feel they suan me lor.. so i m going to serve 2 years now.. not 7.. 22222222222222222222... hahha.. 2 with u guys.. just later lah.. but 222222222.. hehe.. 2... okie.. but mayb shorter.. going to submit my color diff cert in too.. and see what i can get outta it..(PES C) mayb a 7 week BMT with my back condition... hehe.. anyway i din say i loved the govt so much rite? (shhhh.. keep that dwn) hehe.. who gives a damn.. and btw without that i have got no $$ now.. so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size='8.5'&gt; owe blood return blood, owe $ return $&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. take care dudes (yeah~..... and.... babes)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;MArksae MARksae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108750203220317102?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108750203220317102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108750203220317102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108750203220317102' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108738043757051721</id><published>2004-06-16T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T18:07:17.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a long time since i had posted anything here.. anyway there isnt much for me to post rather.. however, looking at my schedule if i dun post something now.. i might not be able to post anything in the near future.. and sch is starting soon for me... dun you just feel my excitement? already met one of my course mate.. and well nice guy rather.. haha.. and also the usual slacker i m.. just pontanged 2 sch COMPULSARY events... hmmz.. along with some other SJI guys lah.. so i really wonder how slack josephians are.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moreover.. you guys will start having the heat up these few weeks so keep it up peeps.. jia you and God bless.. you guys can do it.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;MArksae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108738043757051721?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108738043757051721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108738043757051721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108738043757051721' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108703928642568194</id><published>2004-06-12T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T19:21:26.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training today at ACS(I) was damn fun, though it lasted for 5 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our coach was also the coach of ACS Junior and ACS(I), which meant that 3 teams (SA and both ACS) were training together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this damn cute little primary school boy decided to "pon" one of the drills by "burying" himself in shuttles. when coach called "chester" he was smart enough to answer. so much for hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when we called coach as coach, the primary school kids went "andrew chong! andrew chong!" kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, training today was damn funny. heh heh. can't wait for the next one =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30 - father of the bride - dohhs - the typical IJ retreat movie clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108703928642568194?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108703928642568194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108703928642568194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108703928642568194' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108694890183090787</id><published>2004-06-11T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T18:15:01.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys! WAKE UP! this blog seems to be sleeping. heeex. anyway. . .have no fear coz manda's here! blog REVIVAL! yayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;goshh i'm so tired. i just switched on the water heater gonna prepare a bath soon. ahhhh...gonna soak myself in essential oils and laze awayyyyy. i'm aching all over from 2 weeks of pure dance. grrrrr. finally it has come to an end for the hols that is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. . .guess what! we had elections a few weeks ago for dance and today my teacher announced the ex-co members and yepp i'm in :) the specific positions like president, vice pres etc haven't been decided...but for now i'm in charge of wardrobe. yayyy..so fun! haha. so exciting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...ok peeps..update more yeah? and we shld have another outing although i know everyone has common tests to study for. . .*groan* but yeah..we'll pull through this together! if you think you're gonna give up soon, just remember that i'm probably struggling worse than you! lolz. well hope that makes u feel better! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;strong&gt;amanda.natalie.tan&lt;/strong&gt;|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108694890183090787?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108694890183090787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108694890183090787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108694890183090787' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108653255981959301</id><published>2004-06-06T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T22:35:59.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size= 2&gt;imagine me and you, and you and me, no matter how they toss the dice, we're meant to be, the only one for me is you, and you for me, so happy together!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the advert. help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108653255981959301?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108653255981959301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108653255981959301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108653255981959301' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108622861266215061</id><published>2004-06-03T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T10:10:12.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;kill me. i got kicked out of ms kay's lesson cos she thinks i'm 11 mins late when it's only 5 mins. She refuses to believe that the LT's clock is too fast and she said goodbye.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i got kicked out of ms k's class. hail ling. she can just go and die. why? i love her too much. help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ling*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108622861266215061?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108622861266215061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108622861266215061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108622861266215061' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108615661063893169</id><published>2004-06-02T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T14:10:10.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi guys! i know i havent blogged or tagged in ages, but i do read the class blog :) i actually wanted to blog the other day but i was talkin to some of u on msn &amp; well...haha it was rather difficult to do both at the same time la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During cip last sat, while raking leaves in the garden of the home (hmm sounds like fun doesnt it? haha it wasnt that bad though), the ext7ers got round to talking about missing the pple who are not in t09 now. jaimes said immy n him in class, really dead now. and right after that i ran off with jo to help sarah &amp; bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think its dead in class now, still fun. its just different from the time we had together in the 1st three months- but then again its really hard to measure up to that isnt it. and of course i still miss it, i miss all u guys :) the biggest diff can be seen during cl class, its super quiet now with just 6 pple- a stark diff from the cl class of the 1st 3 mths where the teacher was terrorized &amp; laughter was extremely rampant! haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; pple have changed too. i think almost everyone has changed somehow. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i really wanna go out with u guys. but i dont think ill be able to go out anymore- training, gotta read othello &amp; caretaker before the exams haha. had my farewell to freedom dinner already on mon. ya it sucks. ill miss u guys la, ill be out with you all in spirit haha. but ill be very free in july... :)looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of luv,&lt;br /&gt;char&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108615661063893169?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108615661063893169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108615661063893169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108615661063893169' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108614916863423955</id><published>2004-06-02T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T12:06:08.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ataris - I Remember You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to the sound of pouring rain,&lt;br /&gt;The wind would whisper and I'd think of you.&lt;br /&gt;And all the tears you cried, that called my name.&lt;br /&gt;And when you needed me I came through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paint a picture of the days gone by,&lt;br /&gt;When love went blind and you would make me see.&lt;br /&gt;I'd stare a lifetime into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;So that I knew that you were there for me,&lt;br /&gt;Time after time, you were there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand.&lt;br /&gt;Love letters in the sand, I remember you.&lt;br /&gt;Through the sleepless nights, and every endless day,&lt;br /&gt;I'd wanna hear you say, I remember you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend the summer with the top rolled down,&lt;br /&gt;Wished ever after would be like this.&lt;br /&gt;You said "I love you babe," without a sound.&lt;br /&gt;I said I'd give my life for just one kiss.&lt;br /&gt;I'd live for your smile, and die for your kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand.&lt;br /&gt;Love letters in the sand, I remember you.&lt;br /&gt;Through the sleepless nights, and every endless day.&lt;br /&gt;I'd wanna hear you say, I remember you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had our share of hard times,&lt;br /&gt;But that's the price we paid.&lt;br /&gt;And through it all, we kept the promise that we made.&lt;br /&gt;I swear you'll never be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to the sound of pouring rain,&lt;br /&gt;Washed away a dream of you.&lt;br /&gt;But nothing else could ever take you away,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you'll always be my dream come true,&lt;br /&gt;Oh my darling, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand.&lt;br /&gt;Love letters in the sand, I remember you.&lt;br /&gt;Through the sleepless nights, and every endless day.&lt;br /&gt;I'd wanna hear you say,&lt;br /&gt;I remember, I remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108614916863423955?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108614916863423955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108614916863423955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108614916863423955' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108600996211243790</id><published>2004-05-31T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T21:26:02.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meeting tml(tuesdae)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: abt 1...&lt;br /&gt;Place: bugis &lt;br /&gt;hahaz.. sum of us catchin a van helsing show at abt 4.45.. so can sit ard n chit chat...den ur can check if ur wanna watch ani other show also.. but basically.. juz hope can meet up to catch up n all.. i asked the t07 pple as well as the t09! so pls cum if ur can k.. we shall meet at the mrt control station first? if ur cumin late.. juz gif me.. mark.. bing.. ani1 of us a call larz.. hahaz.. hope to cyaz all there! take care every1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~selina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108600996211243790?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108600996211243790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108600996211243790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108600996211243790' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108600673483159469</id><published>2004-05-31T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T20:32:14.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>D'J Party FINAL CALL!!! THIS COMING SUNDAY~!&lt;br /&gt;D’ J-Party – Heeren Shops on 6th June Sunday 2004 (J for Japanese) [THIS COMING SUNDAY!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Calling All Anime/Jrock Cosplayers And The Public!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Singapore Street Festival 2004 will feature an event purely for Japanese related Culture! &lt;br /&gt;The event will focus on band performances by various Japanese inspired local bands &amp; there will be booths selling Japanese related stuffs [Fashion, Anime, Gothic Lolita etc...].&lt;br /&gt;Of course, one of the main most important feature is on Japanese inspired ANIME/JROCK COSPLAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cosplay also known as Costume Play is very popular in Japan, mostly are teenagers who cosplayed &amp; dressed up like their favourite/likings of Japanese Animation/Manga Characters, Japanese Rock Bands' Artistes &amp; Games Characters etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The event will be held OUTSIDE HEEREN SHOPS [The Outdoor Stage Just Outside HMV]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*There is absolutely NO ADMISSION CHARGES for this event. Everyone is invited, irregardless of age, race [Aliens are welcome also!]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you are interested in J Culture stuffs, even if you are clueless about it come down and learn everything about J Culture!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following bands will be performing on that day.&lt;br /&gt;[Note: IN PERFORMING ORDER]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*D'J Party Hosts are Tabby &amp; Nazo&lt;br /&gt;1) L'ze.fier &lt;br /&gt;2) Bi Jyo Yon (JPOP All Girl Band)&lt;br /&gt;3) GeneXis&lt;br /&gt;4) MayFair&lt;br /&gt;5) Amethyst Le Craft&lt;br /&gt;6) Obscurity&lt;br /&gt;7) LGF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Event Will Start From 3.00PM Till Late Evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeps this is just for pple who are extremely bored and got nothing to do or can just go see see for fun... &gt;.&lt; miss all of you guys.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108600673483159469?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108600673483159469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108600673483159469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108600673483159469' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108600355293792263</id><published>2004-05-31T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T19:39:12.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;IMMY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that was such a sweet post la, sucker u!it's that kinda of post where you read it and smile and yet wanna cry as nostalgia washes over you. gosssh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, (coincidentally), i was thinking about it too when i was bathing in the toilet just now. haha. yeah. was just thinking of the time we shared. . .some are just so vivid memories that i can almost picture it happening again in my mind. it's scary la. like Mr T's lit group project. . .the one where we wrote our own script and acted it out. heck, i still remember everyone's script please; not to forget my group's original(ahem) and rather improntu one that turned out pretty hilarious. this thought led me to think about hica naia. sighs. i miss T07 soooo much. i'd never forget how chel chose that name hica naia with me. still hear her voice echoing the exact words she said in my head . grrr. freaky. that thought led me on to think about how much i miss CHELSA---&gt; read it chell!!! haha. hmm, thank God for such a darling like her. and luckily we do call each other pretty often to whine and bitch about random particular stuff. oh yes, and pour out our woes on how much we're missing the greatest class ever formed - 1T07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember new year's potluck? seems just like yesterday to me. i remember sitting up in the gallery(in the hall) and cheering immy on for band and how he was giding behind the curtain. lolz. then remember the bottle of sparkling wine which the guys took and got "drunk" with? our first class outing at somerset - pool? grrrrr. helllp. go re-visit imagestation and look at the pics we've taken again. . .you'll realise how depressing it is to re-live the good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always knew I'd look back on the times I cried, and laugh; I never knew I'd look back on the times I laughed, and cry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;strong&gt;amanda.natalie.tan&lt;/strong&gt;|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108600355293792263?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108600355293792263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108600355293792263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108600355293792263' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108591142591351661</id><published>2004-05-30T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T18:03:45.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tt day i was sitting outside the ex-t07 classroom with some friends cos i ponned some lecture. i could imagine how everyone would be like in the 1st 3 mths. remembered where i sat. remembered who sat where and who did what and so on. then on friday iwas out with some of the ex 07-ers. i just realised that those who left have made a significant impact in the class. i cannot face the fact that the 1st 3 months are over now. school is still fun, no doubt. but its different now. all the people have changed in one way or another. the words mushy and immy dont exactly mix. whatever. anyways, this might be the 12904812312948th time someone saying "i miss 1st 3 months". But i'm saying this for the 12904812312949th time because the 1st 3 months have given me memories to ponder about for a long long time. like revelations. and hica naia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- immy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108591142591351661?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108591142591351661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108591142591351661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108591142591351661' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108588334344699806</id><published>2004-05-30T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T10:15:43.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok guys, did u know that ling* has the privilege of posting the &lt;b&gt;100th post?&lt;/b&gt; now is that cool or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yesterday was &lt;b&gt;service to college day&lt;/b&gt; - which meant that the whole school was supposed to clean parts of the school. which made my mum ask :"&lt;b&gt;ling, u don't even do housework and now u're helping to clean the school? don't make ur classmates laugh when they see you holding a mop.&lt;/b&gt;" thanks mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help. now she thinks that 1 hr of "cleaning" meant that i could help out in the housework in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after service to college, i headed to town with my friend, cos she was waiting for someone whilst i was waiting for my mum. walked round wisma and taka before we were at orchard station. the mini NJ invasion was overwhelming, and this damn dao NJ girl came up to us, shoved the tin in my face and like, "pls donate".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyways, bought a new pair of nike slippers from nike women. it isn't exactly the pair that i wanted my mum to buy it for me but wells. better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yup, i finally watched troy! okok, slap me, i'm damn slow i know. &lt;b&gt;watching troy when everyone goes like, have you watched shrek 2 yet?&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108588334344699806?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108588334344699806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108588334344699806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108588334344699806' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108566238876028068</id><published>2004-05-27T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T20:53:08.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>smoofgoof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;b&gt;biatch&lt;/b&gt;. this is extremely insulting. &lt;b&gt;you wrote down on my lit assignment that i have no idea how to go about writing a lit essay and CONSULT you if i need help&lt;/b&gt;. oh my dear phoofs, u need help. i have no idea how to write a lit essay? goodness. i only &lt;b&gt;fail&lt;/b&gt; when u mark my paper. thanks for being my prac crit teacher and destroying my lit grades. if you were as good as mag low, or of the same standard as those guests during lit symposium, trust me to be &lt;b&gt;dying and begging at your feet to give me consultation sessions.&lt;/b&gt; thing is, you're no where near that mark, not even a smoofgoof. the fact that you're even a prac crit teacher makes me laugh. a total joke please. maybe i &lt;b&gt;should write comment for u, you vocabulary recycler&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108566238876028068?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108566238876028068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108566238876028068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108566238876028068' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108559018805655784</id><published>2004-05-27T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T00:49:48.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Musique A La Lune&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a concert by cjc band, choir and guitar club&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the guitar club perform, probably for their last time ever. Hear choral movements like youve never heard before. Watch the band perform pieces like Frank Tichelli's Vesuvius, The Merry Widow, Chanson Napolitane as well as a collaboration piece with the choir - Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date : 5th June 2004&lt;br /&gt;Time : 1930-2200hrs&lt;br /&gt;Venue : SJI PAC (hail hail alma mater)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further details, find immy and he will enlighten you. Come quick. tickets are selling like stale hotcakes in a fridge. If you dont want to buy, you're a self centered bovine colon cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108559018805655784?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108559018805655784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108559018805655784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108559018805655784' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108548016241213321</id><published>2004-05-25T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T18:16:02.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>||* ACJC DANCE CONCERT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Restless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th &amp; 17th July 2004 (fri &amp; sat)&lt;br /&gt;ACS(barker)&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;tickets- $15 (ask chel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;||* SAJC DANCE CONCERT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rapture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th July 2004 (fri)&lt;br /&gt;Kallang Theatre&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;tickets - $10 (ask manda)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108548016241213321?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108548016241213321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108548016241213321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108548016241213321' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108547142795446848</id><published>2004-05-25T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T15:50:27.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yikkkeesss...manda's skipped school again =/. had half day today and that means i only have to attend GP and chinese lessons. me and mum thought it was a waste of time, so decided not to go. stay home and studddyyy instead. =) i still DON'T understand perfectly what's this shit(pardon language) about costs of production. . .aiyayayaya. . .sadness. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..i think the idlemusings thing is really cool!! we can post our GP essays there and like learn from each other? haha. okok nevermind. . .just a suggestion. . .and i can't wait for the hols...how many slumber parties are we gonna have? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;strong&gt;amanda.natalie.tan&lt;/strong&gt;|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108547142795446848?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108547142795446848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108547142795446848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108547142795446848' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108542108998570771</id><published>2004-05-25T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T01:51:29.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi guys.. its 145.. just came back from supper with my bro from downstairs lah... had 2 beers and a mee rebus.. guess i'm gonna go fat at the rate i m doing this lah.. had a sakae and asahi beer on sat.. a tiger on sun and another one now.. haha... but then well guess beer bring me no njoyment as this class gives me the high each time i meet up with you people.. yep.. guess no amount of expensive sakae can beat the joy and company that u people give me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thot beer was a depressant.. a stimulant.. and just now my post eariler was so emotionless and depressing.. and this one sounds good.. hmm .. LoL... anyway hope u guys njoy sch no matter how bad her majesty can get or whatever it is.. cos i m getting to miss sch.. awwWww... but thats true lah.. and well.. yeah.. really pls do njoy as much of sch as u can get b4 u people regret it.. all my friends who have come out to work are already regretting it and well.. all i can say is that it take u to touch the iron to know that its hot.. and well.. from experience.. its hot.. yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;Social bummer &amp; slacker of the year... &lt;br /&gt;Guys are Jerks...&lt;br /&gt;MArk Mark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108542108998570771?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108542108998570771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108542108998570771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108542108998570771' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108539711214690339</id><published>2004-05-24T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T19:11:52.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Kci &amp; Jojo - All My Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Never Find Another Lover&lt;br /&gt;Sweeter Than You&lt;br /&gt;Sweeter Than You&lt;br /&gt;And I Will Never Find Another Lover&lt;br /&gt;More Precious Than You&lt;br /&gt;More Precious Than You&lt;br /&gt;Girl You Are..&lt;br /&gt;Close To Me You're Like My Mother,&lt;br /&gt;Close To Me You're Like My Father,&lt;br /&gt;Close To Me You're Like My Sister,&lt;br /&gt;Close To Me You're Like My Brother&lt;br /&gt;And You Are The Only One My Everything&lt;br /&gt;And For You This Song I Sing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All My Life&lt;br /&gt;I Prayed For Someone Like You&lt;br /&gt;And I Thank God &lt;br /&gt;That I..That I Finally Found You&lt;br /&gt;All My Life&lt;br /&gt;I Prayed For Someone Like You&lt;br /&gt;And I Hope That You Feel The Same Way Too&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I Pray That You Do Love Me Too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd Send You All That I'm Thinking Of........Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said I Promise To Never Fall In Love With A Stranger&lt;br /&gt;You're All I'm Thinking Of&lt;br /&gt;I Praise The Lord Above&lt;br /&gt;For Sending Me Your Love&lt;br /&gt;I Cherish Every Hug&lt;br /&gt;I Really Love You &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All My Life (Ohhhh..Baby, Baby)&lt;br /&gt;I Prayed For Someone Like You&lt;br /&gt;And I Thank God &lt;br /&gt;That I...That I Finally Found You&lt;br /&gt;All My Life&lt;br /&gt;I Prayed For Someone Like You&lt;br /&gt;And I Hope That You Feel The Same Way Too&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I Pray That You Do Love Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're All That I Ever Know,&lt;br /&gt;When You Smile All My Face Always Seems To Glow,&lt;br /&gt;You Turn My Life Around,&lt;br /&gt;You Pick Me Up When I Was Down,&lt;br /&gt;You're All That I Ever Know,&lt;br /&gt;When You Smile My Face Glow&lt;br /&gt;You Pick Me Up When I Was Down&lt;br /&gt;Say...You're All That I Ever Know&lt;br /&gt;When You Smile My Face Glows &lt;br /&gt;You Pick Me Up When I Was Down&lt;br /&gt;And I Hope That You&lt;br /&gt;Feel The Same Way Too&lt;br /&gt;Yes I Pray That You Do Love Me Too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And All My Life&lt;br /&gt;I Prayed For Someone Like You&lt;br /&gt;And I Thank God &lt;br /&gt;That I..That I Finally Found You&lt;br /&gt;All My Life&lt;br /&gt;I Prayed For Someone Like You&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I Pray That You Do Love Me Too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All My Life&lt;br /&gt;I Prayed For Someone Like You&lt;br /&gt;And I Thank God &lt;br /&gt;That I ..That I Finally Found You&lt;br /&gt;All My Life&lt;br /&gt;I Prayed For Someone Like You&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I Pray That You Do Love Me Too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Fading) &lt;br /&gt;And All My Life&lt;br /&gt;I Prayed For Someone Like You&lt;br /&gt;And I Thank God That I...That I Finally Found You.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108539711214690339?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108539711214690339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108539711214690339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108539711214690339' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108539737491837214</id><published>2004-05-24T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T19:16:14.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok guys, who's blog is the idlemusing one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size= 2&gt;h e l p&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms kay's back. chinese teacher's on one week paternal leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SA has never been so slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the "reappearance" of our dah-ling ms k, there goes my life. from spending those free periods slacking in the cafe, or in the library, to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packing our stuffs even before the bell rings because we don't want to be late. buttoning our collar button and adjusting our tie, and the guys combing their hair and making sure their fringes don't seem too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nad said that lit tutorial class looked weird. of course it did - &lt;b&gt;we haven't been into B31 for mon lit lessons for 3 weeks already.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has gone back the way it should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then mdm habiba and her way too teeny tiny words on those geog transparencies. those endless squinting and copying and groaning and complaining that we can't see those transparencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jasmin: this is a geog lect, NOT a penmanship(spell?) class.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108539737491837214?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108539737491837214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108539737491837214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108539737491837214' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108521928305655995</id><published>2004-05-22T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T17:51:23.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/962/640/snowangel850.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/962/400/snowangel850.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a pic i had to share with you guys, since all of you are angels to me :) - bing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108521928305655995?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108521928305655995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108521928305655995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108521928305655995' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108521817036780870</id><published>2004-05-22T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T17:29:30.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;fri we got our common test timetable which means that my june hols will be burnt out. oh yay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means i have to be self-discipline - by going on &lt;font size=2&gt;hiatus&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;which prolly means that you won't get to see ling anymore.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size= 1&gt;bye world.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, who cares whether i'm around or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. just for some stupid common tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ling really wants to watch &lt;b&gt;Shrek 2&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone up for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just spend those 20 odd days of june cooped up at home, studying long hours away and the next time i reappear, i'll look 80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great. my plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all because i &lt;b&gt;failed my econs test&lt;/b&gt; - my econs teacher rocks you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, been there, done that. bye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll see how long this will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't change. you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108521817036780870?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108521817036780870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108521817036780870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108521817036780870' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108520014847160176</id><published>2004-05-22T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T12:29:08.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyz peepz! haha i uploaded the picturez of sportz dae already.. do drop by at &lt;strong&gt;http://www.rubbishflashes.blogspot.com &lt;/strong&gt;n link to the sportz dae picz webbie! hahaz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae.. i managed to video the cheerleadin.. 2 sectionz onli though.. n itz rather small.. if ur wan juz get me to send it to ya online when u c me ard k! one section is of the guyz n the other is of the gurlz! but therez no sound larz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae.. hope ur are doing fine.. i can move ard already! hmz.. maybe in the june holz we can all meet up or sumthin! this time i shld be able to go! hahaz.. but with a little of restrictionz though! take care every1! miz ya all lotz! n to all the sick pple.. do take care n get well soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108520014847160176?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108520014847160176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108520014847160176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108520014847160176' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108511390296658049</id><published>2004-05-21T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T12:31:42.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh and guys i just remembered what i wanted to say!! I CAN SEE THE SCROLLBAR THING AT THE BOTTOM!! hahaha yay now i can see it and i can say it's nice!! yup it's really cool ling!! :) this is exciting, whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-chels again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108511390296658049?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108511390296658049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108511390296658049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108511390296658049' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108511374282036033</id><published>2004-05-21T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T12:29:02.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys! I'm in the comp lab now.. having free period! goodness i think free periods are a utter waste of time 'cause i do nothing! haha anyhoo emilia how was your concert? hope it was good! :) ohh ling im sick too! get well soon dear! i think the whole world's falling sick these days.. someone said it must be the weather. hmm. what's xiao guai guai? i don't see any relation to you having flu!! is it just me or what? ohh im happy! my tests are finally over..till the next one at least. hey i was wondering.. is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one batch of tests ARE over or&lt;br /&gt;one batch of tests IS over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness i know my grammer is atrocious but please enlighten me. my english is slowly going down, down and down the drain. hmm class chalet yes!! i want to have one but i think it's kinda late to book one? it's really packed during the holidays.. anyway yes mark's house! haha when are you guys free anyway? which week? maybe you guys can come over to my house one day yep. have a bbq or a themed party hahaha costume party!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh and ling! im glad you're enjoying SA! :) AC.. hmm well let's just say I haven't gotten to the stage where i can say "it rocks!!" yep but it does have its fun and happy, crazy moments! hmm break's almost over and it's lunch now.. so cya pals! think some of you are meeting today as usual for dinner right? have fun! byeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im giddy cause i rock too much. (lame!)&lt;br /&gt;-chels was here! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108511374282036033?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108511374282036033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108511374282036033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108511374282036033' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108497699794240243</id><published>2004-05-19T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T22:29:57.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=-3 color=darkgray&gt;&lt;i&gt;seems im lost in my reflection&lt;br /&gt;find a star for my direction&lt;br /&gt;for the little girl inside who wont just hide&lt;br /&gt;dont let me see mistakes and lies&lt;br /&gt;let me keep my faith and innocent eyes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// pee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108497699794240243?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108497699794240243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108497699794240243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108497699794240243' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108493296181835687</id><published>2004-05-19T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T10:16:01.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been sick the past few days. with acute stomach pains and couldnt even go online cuz the computer forbids me to... just would like to thank every single one of you who came down to support me in my choir concerto... thanks a million guys. *retreats to roll on the floor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108493296181835687?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108493296181835687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108493296181835687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108493296181835687' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108479328231242860</id><published>2004-05-17T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T19:28:02.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size= 2&gt;ling's* &lt;b&gt;s i c k&lt;/b&gt;. help.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe how much i sneezed today. it made my chinese teacher said i was some "xiao guai guai" cos the whoozies just kept coming. help. since when he didn't say anything wierd about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"everything's changed. it's not the same as before."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;ling*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108479328231242860?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108479328231242860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108479328231242860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108479328231242860' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108472272047018895</id><published>2004-05-16T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T23:52:00.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lied just a little&lt;br /&gt;When I said I need you&lt;br /&gt;You stretched the truth&lt;br /&gt;When you said that you knew&lt;br /&gt;Just can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;I was almost honest, almost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living alone, can't stand this place&lt;br /&gt;It's four in the morning and I still see your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was nearly pure&lt;br /&gt;When I said I loved you&lt;br /&gt;You were semi-sincere&lt;br /&gt;You said I'd bleed for you&lt;br /&gt;We were kind of candid&lt;br /&gt;Now you're gone away&lt;br /&gt;You were almost honest, almost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living alone, falling from grace&lt;br /&gt;I want to alone but there's just empty space&lt;br /&gt;I can't face tomorrow, now you're not coming back&lt;br /&gt;Walked off in the night and just left me the tracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I question your call by the tone of your voice&lt;br /&gt;I know I should hang up but I don't have a choice&lt;br /&gt;It happened that night when you told me to go&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask who's to blame, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost, almost honest&lt;br /&gt;Almost, I was almost honest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;what i wrote above has absolutely nothing to do with my current mood, so don't worry k? the bing is still happy and all :). anyways, i seem to have this way of making people not wanna hang up on me, funky isn't it? must be my innate charisma or something 8). anyways, last friday was LING'S BDAY! SHAME ON ALL OF YOU WHO DIDN'T GO!!! actually, i'm just kidding. (about the shame on you part). i think everyone was there in spiiiirit!! hmm, saturday was kinda fun, i went to shop for a prsent for this friend of mine, and i went with 2 other friends of mine who were sharing this present, anyways, one of  them was a guy, and the other a gal. so why am i tellign you this? cos the guy likes the gal, and he's super super super cunning :). there was this plan see, i meet all of them at 12:30, orchard MRT&lt; then we go shop for a bag, then he gets to spend time with her. THEN, he said "lets go for a movie", knowing beforehand that i couldn't go, (told him the night before). and being the cunning guy that he is, we all went to lido, (i played along) where we were queueing up for ticks. then, i suddenly "remembered" that i couldn't make it. hence he gets a movie "date" with the gal. super cunning right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i still have to do this south east asian history essay, its overdue by 3 weeks... the teacher is coming back from reservist. i'm screwed :) also, i can't believe i got second in class for my math test, 24/35!! :) and i only did 25 marks worth of questions, so i'm really proud of myself. math seems to be the only thing i'm doing right htis term, my lit/gp/history are absolutely horrendous, and i don't know why... hopefully it gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, thats all for this post, see you guys soon! and hopefull we'll get the class chalet thing. if not, we can always crash mark's house :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108472272047018895?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108472272047018895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108472272047018895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108472272047018895' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108472203637977170</id><published>2004-05-16T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T23:41:34.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lost in a dream&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is what it seems&lt;br /&gt;Searching my head&lt;br /&gt;For the words that you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears filled my eyes&lt;br /&gt;As we said our last goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;This sad scene replays&lt;br /&gt;Of you walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body aches from mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Betrayed by lust&lt;br /&gt;We lied to each other so much&lt;br /&gt;That in nothing we trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and again,&lt;br /&gt;She repeats let's be friends&lt;br /&gt;I smile and say yes&lt;br /&gt;Another truth bends,&lt;br /&gt;I must confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to let go, but I know&lt;br /&gt;We'll never end 'til we're dust&lt;br /&gt;We lied to each other again&lt;br /&gt;But I wish I could trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body aches from mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Betrayed by lust&lt;br /&gt;We lied to each other so much&lt;br /&gt;That in nothing we trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me please, on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Betrayed by lust&lt;br /&gt;We lied to each other so much&lt;br /&gt;That in nothing we trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this be happening to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying when I say "Trust me"&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this is true&lt;br /&gt;Trust hurts&lt;br /&gt;Why does trust equal suffeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely nothing we trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bing&lt;br /&gt;(who wants to watch troy!!! post on tag board)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108472203637977170?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108472203637977170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108472203637977170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108472203637977170' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108470732840754420</id><published>2004-05-16T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T19:35:28.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's may now, and technically, it has been &lt;b&gt;3 mths since the start of term&lt;/b&gt;, and though i hated SA way back in march, it's getting better day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reasons why ling* thinks SA has gotten much better&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. DOLLY, ALICIA and pentium I as cafe (caf) buddies.&lt;br /&gt;2. ZARIA the zebra as my tutorial buddy.&lt;br /&gt;3. 2 "kosong" pratas&lt;br /&gt;4. similar white aprons for everyone tending the indian store&lt;br /&gt;5. FRY-day&lt;br /&gt;6. pappadum&lt;br /&gt;7. the indian uncle giving 3 scoops of curry with one potato&lt;br /&gt;8. the oh-so-cute fruit stall uncle who goes "five-ty cents girl" and gives a purple straw.&lt;br /&gt;9. apple orange juice with nata&lt;br /&gt;10. the pretty-in-her-own way western stall auntie&lt;br /&gt;11. the chicken wings and nasi lemak chilli.&lt;br /&gt;12. the SC =)&lt;br /&gt;13. last minute cancelled lessons&lt;br /&gt;14. trainings twice a week cos there's jac who is so like some cartoon character.&lt;br /&gt;15. watching movies in the library.&lt;br /&gt;16. my pe teacher, mr ong, who decides our PE depending on the weather.&lt;br /&gt;17. raining on almost every pe lesson.&lt;br /&gt;18. weiliang acting gay and practicing his dance moves in class and his partner Andre who is forever &lt;b&gt;out of point&lt;/b&gt; and lame. Like how he sold all his band tickets and is now left with none.&lt;br /&gt;19. lin lao shi - who said i was lousy and how he does his hairstyle in a floppy manner.&lt;br /&gt;20. lin lao shi - on how he calls gladys (pang pang) and my neighbour denise (mud yoyo) and how he just makes chinese lessons damn interesing lah. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ling*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108470732840754420?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108470732840754420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108470732840754420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108470732840754420' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108469702683821913</id><published>2004-05-16T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T16:43:46.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys.. sorry couldnt really stay on fri.. have prior arrangements that i could not ignore and compromise.. thanks for ur understanding anyway.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ling.. the auntie's not kuku-fied lah.. dun over rate the word kuku.. its not strong enough to be used on that auntie.. haiz.. mayb its just late peropetual menopause or something like that.. but then that yoshi brings memories for me lah.. still rmb the me spending my national day there with a friend studying for a maths.. haha.. it was fun lah.. spending that day STARDYING.. something so un-mark.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. chalet how uh? haiz... ugh... how how how? i really m at a lost of where to book and how to book and WHO to book.. i m underage still.. tho` i m treated like an adult unlike u children.. yeah.. so i really dunno leh...  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108469702683821913?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108469702683821913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108469702683821913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108469702683821913' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108467629961386205</id><published>2004-05-16T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T10:58:29.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size= 2&gt;hey kids, thanks for everything on fri yeps? love you all, though the yoshi auntie was being so kuku-fied =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ling*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108467629961386205?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108467629961386205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108467629961386205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108467629961386205' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108461628378138804</id><published>2004-05-15T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T01:48:54.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#FFCCCC"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;this is just an addition to my earlier post. cos.. i have been feeling so unsettled. unhappy with writing on my site. so yeah. something i wanted to say but something i didn't want this guy called shane in my class to read. well if he actually comes here then good for him but ya. its nothing much. just that- bingwei. yu dumbass. im sorry i cant talk to yu on the phone for long. but don yu think you're dragging me into your world. well thats how i feel. and i forget about the mountains of work and study that i need to do. not to mention my sleep- which i cant catch up on in class like yu can. well i dono la. we're so damn different. look at him he's how attitude. and im sure its quite obvious how much fun it is talking to yu. judging from the way its absolutely impossible to hang up. BUT sighla. i know- that i can't get by without studying. its something i would do well to remember. i know- that i'm not like you. not smart enough to be like you. yeah i know. i feel my inability. anyway yes. i'm horrible ok. leave it at that. and the rest of this post is my earlier post. and yes i know self-beating-up isn't a solution. sorry, can't help it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dudes! this place rocks.. haha YEAH imran loves chels.. and who posted the srjc dance thing? how was the outing!! bing was kind enough to tell me a bit about it. haha i'm PROUD to be part of 1t07 first intake. and.. study hard ok.. don pon chinese lecture by accident like me :) ha ha ponning is damn fun. shh. chel i still can't believe you closed down your site!! :/ you could at least leave the tagboard up it'd be fun! then everyone'd be like WHY'D YOU CLOSE DOWN YOUR BLOG! and you could post on the tag too! OH and yes BUDGET airlines anyone. and chelsa what rubbish yu aren't obese. and dan.. hmm.. why not qantas airlines? what's wrong with it? or is it my lack of general knowledge again. chelsa ling bing and everyone who doesn't have a blog.. keep posting k!! its so fun reading :) love xiuf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. yes mark i just realized it's sAjc dance. haha okayy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108461628378138804?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108461628378138804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108461628378138804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108461628378138804' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108443746171775599</id><published>2004-05-13T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T16:37:41.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="7" face="Monotype Corsiva" color="#CC0099"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rapture&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Monotype Corsiva" size="4" color="#CC6699"&gt;SAJC Dance&lt;br /&gt;Concert&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;16th July 2004,&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;KallangTheatre&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets - $10 each&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys! must come ok? i'm told to start advertising for this already although concert's in july coz tickets are gonna be sold really quick i guess? yeah...please come! it's gonna be really niceeee! i'm performing too! haha...so at least come support me k?hehee....thanks! tell me if you want tickets k? (and even if you don't i'll come and pester youuuu!!! wheeeeeee. . . .)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108443746171775599?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108443746171775599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108443746171775599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108443746171775599' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108428037703713842</id><published>2004-05-11T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T20:59:37.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bloody bored..just realised that its may..yea i know my birthday is in may but believe me,believe me not for the past 11days iv been writing the dates in april..and if your waondering wat believe me believe me not means it just means believe me or not..read it in my story book for lit haha..damn boring here la..the only interesting time is during school..believe me believe me not..and does anyone know what the service on quantas airlines is??my mum wana fly me in may on qantas and i am VERY HESITANT..tell me wat to do!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if u are so stupid as to not know who i am after all this..just kiddin..but if u really didnt know..well then..yea draw ur own conclusions..dan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108428037703713842?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108428037703713842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108428037703713842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108428037703713842' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108427863213246505</id><published>2004-05-11T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T20:32:13.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size= 1&gt;The love of my life is short and bald. -Tagline for a baby advert-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute right? my classmate thought it was for yun nan hair care. hahaha. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather was really crap today - it was so hot but thank god our classrooms are airconditioned. though u know sometimes it gets really cold, but for a weather like this, it's helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teachers in SA are like slack to the core. i had 3 blocks of break today cos mr lian (yes, no typo) my geog teacher didn't come today, and therefore, our 2 blocks of geog lect was free =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway, PW is dreadful but fun - just mainly like my grp members - fen, alicia, nad, win. damn funny pple, especially fen, coming with wierd ideas. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chelly - yep the new blogger is spoofy and kiddie. i quite like it anyway =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ling*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108427863213246505?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108427863213246505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108427863213246505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108427863213246505' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108426745635053030</id><published>2004-05-11T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T17:25:52.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hey guys!!! im posting im posting! haha. anywaaaay been pretty busy with school. i am just waaaaaiting for the holidays which im sure will not be very free too. but well at least it's come comfort..or else i'll just about shrivel up and die now. JC life is how terrible. tests and assignments every week oh maaaan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohmygosh i can't wait for the chalet!!!!!!!! but i dunno if i can go. might not be free from the 6-11th of june 'cause i might be going for cruise. it's not decided yet though. can't wait to see all of you again too :) hmm june seems really short now! aaaah. project work's killing me too!! hey what are u guys doing for pw? what topic? im doing obesity. OBESITY. gosh how ironic is that. cause im faaaaaat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohh and i like the new blogger!! it rocks my socks. it's so nice and poofy now wheeee :) are we going out this fri or sat? can't wait to see yall!! ohh and econs really sucks. my essay test was today and goodness i though Asia Air was some airplane and it's supposed to be a luxury good yada. but guess what?!!! it's a BUDGET plane!!! it was in the newspapers apparently and i do remember reading something abt it. please kill me now. i am gonna start reading papers from NOW ON! yes im gonna read it now. byeeeeee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yeah i forgot to add.. i'm CHELSA!!! hahaha could you guess? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108426745635053030?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108426745635053030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108426745635053030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108426745635053030' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108418478445541258</id><published>2004-05-10T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T18:27:35.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyz all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manz.. when did blogger change the format till so weird?! aniwae..abt the chalet.. jaimes can help us book the chalet at d members price!! but i think itz onli fer all the coasta sands though.. not sure.. gf can go check it out with him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gf: 2nd wk of holz we go ur hse turn it upside down larz! hahahz.. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling: haha that msg is circulated ard through email 2! itz realli sweet! haha n i think laz sat.. our class also went fer flag sellin! prob the same organisation!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha t07 couple still developing.. no idea y the concorction of &lt;em&gt;tea &lt;/em&gt;n coffee &lt;em&gt;bean&lt;/em&gt; can go so well! hahhahahaz :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae i'm still pretty much stuck in sch n home nowadaez.. but itz juz 10 more daez.. it betta be.. cant wait to get cast away! after that go out together k!! pls!! mizz all of ur lotz! even though mark bingz n pee juz drop by to visit laz fri/todae! hahaz.. 21st cj got sportz dae! so feel free to drop by if ur free k! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae mr lim tell me go round the track twice with my crutches! now damn tired.. *painz+yawnz*.. hahaz.. think i go take a short nap.. take care every1! miz ya lotz! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108418478445541258?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108418478445541258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108418478445541258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108418478445541258' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108416319641890625</id><published>2004-05-10T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T12:26:36.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hay all.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m back.. after a long break.. hmmm.. yeah... anyway the details of the chalet proposed is all in the forum.. yup.. so pls do check it and inform me if u will be dwn anot lah.. thanks so much.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i hate the new format of blogger.com.. ewwWww.. stinks.. and the colors aint that nice too.. yeah... thats the colors that i can see that is... yeah... haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. manda: i learnt that song in pri 1.. haha... very nice catchy song with nice funky actions as well.. :D and for the first verse there is a la la la la part... with another set of actions.. mayb u missed that out.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pee and bing: we have done well on this one.. lets move to our next target... see if what we are speculating about is true anot.. muahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling..: that entry is so sweet... its jus the choice of words anyway.. yup.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live has been sad... but not that sad too.. so its a balance in itself lah.. anyhow i really hope that this can be my last week at work too.. my brains are not functionin well after entering into this whole thing.. its called overworked underpaid...!!! ugh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so reminder... plsp pls pls pls do inform me about the chalet.. i really do need a no. so that we can see how much each person can pay.. it should be around 20-30 bucks.. unless jaimes will like to pay for the chalet again lah.. and i can assure u that this is a double story chalet with 3-4 toilets and bed rooms... yeah.. awesome! haha... and we can have much fun at the beach of changi or going to changi village unprotected? haha.. i love gays... hahah... but i dun condone the act.. yeah! haha.. and pls do pray that my parents will allow lah.. took much pain the last time and this time its going to be worse.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. the 2nd week of UR hols.. if anyone of u is really bored or looking for a quiet place to study.. my place is open lah.. no one's going to be arnd.. ecpt me.. so dun think of breaking in anyway.. and all that... yup :D see you guys soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;MarkSae WAD?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108416319641890625?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108416319641890625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108416319641890625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108416319641890625' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108415684065949226</id><published>2004-05-10T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T10:40:40.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dolly sent me this sms - it was part of her sappy love week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A girl asked a guy if he thought she was pretty.&lt;br /&gt;He said no.&lt;br /&gt;She asked him if he would want to be with her forever.&lt;br /&gt;And he said no.&lt;br /&gt;She then asked him if she were to leave, would he cry?&lt;br /&gt;And once again he replied with a no.&lt;br /&gt;She had heard enough.&lt;br /&gt;As she walked away, tears streaming down her face, the boy grabbed her arm and said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're not pretty, you're beautiful. I don't want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever. And I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I'd die..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ling*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108415684065949226?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108415684065949226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108415684065949226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108415684065949226' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108415565544487197</id><published>2004-05-10T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T10:20:55.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1&gt;chewy chewy oomp pa pa&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manda! the song is damn cute =) i absolutely love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, on sat had flag day, considering the fact that i had to rush down to &lt;b&gt;outram park&lt;/b&gt; mrt station after my match at tampines sports hall. made it just on time but was somewhat a little late cos dolly was late - apparently she got lost &lt;b&gt;in the mrt station itself&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to novena to sell our flags for about 1.5 hours in the hot sun before heading to marche to have lunch at a inhumane time of 3.30pm. ate for about an hour before dolly and i headed back to outram to return our bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, i headed down to my gran's cos i havent seen her in &lt;b&gt;eons&lt;/b&gt; and guess what was the first thing she said to me - &lt;b&gt;"U're so dark now! In school do u sit indoor or outdoor for lessons?&lt;/b&gt; - well it was actually in teochew but yah, my auntie translated it for me. but i thought that statement was really cute. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;b&gt;happy mothers' day to all mothers out there!&lt;/b&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ling*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108415565544487197?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108415565544487197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108415565544487197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108415565544487197' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108415447642402990</id><published>2004-05-10T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T10:01:16.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;so now pee has done the honour of getting some details out of char our little piglet&lt;/b&gt; - do we smell 1t07's 2nd class couple?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108415447642402990?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108415447642402990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108415447642402990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108415447642402990' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108403578336687980</id><published>2004-05-09T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T01:07:47.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walking through a winter night,&lt;br /&gt;Counting the stars &lt;br /&gt;And passing time&lt;br /&gt;I dream about the summer days,&lt;br /&gt;Love in the sun&lt;br /&gt;And lonely bays&lt;br /&gt;I see the stars, they're miles and miles away&lt;br /&gt;Like our love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of these lonely winter nights&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming through a winter night,&lt;br /&gt;Memories of you are passing by&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me like yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I think you knew I couldn't stay&lt;br /&gt;I see the stars, they're miles and miles away&lt;br /&gt;Like our love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady starlight, help me to find my love&lt;br /&gt;Lady starlight, help me tonight&lt;br /&gt;Help me to find my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking through a winter night,&lt;br /&gt;Counting the stars &lt;br /&gt;And passing time&lt;br /&gt;Snow dances with the wind&lt;br /&gt;I wish, I could be with you again&lt;br /&gt;I see the stars, they're miles and miles away&lt;br /&gt;Like our love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady starlight, help me to find my love&lt;br /&gt;Lady starlight, help me tonight&lt;br /&gt;Help me to find my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108403578336687980?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108403578336687980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108403578336687980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108403578336687980' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108403562694032619</id><published>2004-05-09T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T01:04:56.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmmm, the past few days have been really busy for me, and kinda fun too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, my lessons ended at 510, after which i went down to victoria concert hall for RJ's choir concert, met my friends there, and pido as well, how coincidental right? :P after that, i was walking around with my old buddies, and we were deciding where to eat... ended up walking around, going nowhere, and i got seperated from them and just went home... kinda funny, we walked to mcdonald's first, but then it was like full and no one really wanted to eat mcdonalds, so we were thinking where to go.... then somebody suggested cafe cartel which is where we went. but then, a small group wanted to stay at mcdonalds, so i decided to keep them company, while the rest went to cartel... then, the group which was at mcdonalds decided to go cartel as well. so we walked to city hall. heres the funniest part, when we reached city hall, we realised it was the last train, so we all ran for it, got on, and went home. i ended up eating cup noodles at 7-11, 12:30am ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on saturday, i had to go to RI to coach some BB boys archery. I only have one thing to say: they don't understand the word "cooperate". i can't believe how they totally ignored basic range safety precautions, such as not loading your bow when there are people on the range. and they were like stuck-up, obnoxious, and basically didin't follow instructions. combined with my lack of sleep, it wasnt' the best of coaching sessions. i kinda like sleep-walked through it in the humid weather. oh wlel, the pay was good though :). so after coaching, i went home for nap, then i went to town to meet my friend for pool, since we were going to this chinese orchestra concert. (his girlfriend was performing, so he wanted me to accompany him there as no one else wanted to go). coincidentally, i met sarah, amira, joanna and olivia at meridien, as i was walking there. the situation was kinda funny, i was on the lower "bazaar" like walkway, and they were up on the pavement next to the main road. like an enclosure :). hope i'll see you guys soon, (might crash on monday since i have no school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went for CO concert, which ended at 10, then waited with my friend for his GF to come out, then we went for supper at lau par sat. man, that place is crowded, really crowded. and there were people like pimping out satay, constantly trying to make us patronise their stalls. ended up queueing for like 20 minute sfor ice kacang, ate some satay, then elft the place, went to raffle's MRT, took the last train to outram, then transferred to NEL, and took the last train to harborfront, where i took the last bus back home... (so many lasts..) and now, i'm at home, blogging, yet strangely not tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really miss you guys! hopefully i'll see all of you sooooooooon, (like monday)&lt;br /&gt;WWWWWWHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108403562694032619?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108403562694032619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108403562694032619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108403562694032619' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108403078704181018</id><published>2004-05-08T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T23:45:38.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="#FF33CC"&gt;chewy chewy chewy chewy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oomph pa pa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai ya ya ya&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya ya ya...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, being justified by faith&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have peace with God&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through our Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the love of God is shared abroad&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in our hearts by the Holy Ghost&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is given, who is given&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unto us, to us, unto us.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my favourite songs that we did for chapel and which ling loved! haha. . .yeppp it's damn cutteeee. . .check out the actions too! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;strong&gt;amanda.natalie.tan&lt;/strong&gt;|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108403078704181018?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108403078704181018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108403078704181018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108403078704181018' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108401477080205046</id><published>2004-05-08T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T19:17:54.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=-3 color=white&gt;hi guys :) im missing all of 1t07 now. every single one of you, alot alot. i spent my day thinking, and somehow my mind never fails to go back to a few months before, when i got to spend everyday with you. hahh well, there's no turning back. hmm anyways, i just really wish i could see everybody soon, and i want to know that all of you are doing really really well too! that would be a great thing :) yea nothing much to say, nothing i can put into words anyway. see you all on saturday, i hope :) i shall try to give all of you a big big hug, they prolong lives you know? -hugs each and everyone of you tightly- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// pee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108401477080205046?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108401477080205046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108401477080205046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108401477080205046' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108401449236720714</id><published>2004-05-08T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T19:12:58.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=-3 color=darkgray&gt;you say how's the weather, so i look out the window&lt;br /&gt;to brighten my soul, but i can't control the rain&lt;br /&gt;that keeps falling&lt;br /&gt;smile on the outside that never comes in&lt;br /&gt;a comedy mystery, irony, tragedy&lt;br /&gt;so i scream "let the show begin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// pee &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108401449236720714?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108401449236720714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108401449236720714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108401449236720714' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108400554460531878</id><published>2004-05-08T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T16:43:33.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#FFCCCC"&gt;xiu says hi! and xiu says don pon class be guai like chel and i- i think we havent ponned a single class. actually i think i might have la but cant quite remember math perhaps. haha first offence nevermind la. and econs.. i failed my test too.. im gone.. :):) hope your essay test went fine! and xiu thinks life would be happier if xiu were in cjc.. but xiu is still happy so never mind.. and xiu hopes everyones doing fine. and xiu will try to stop posting so much. oh and in ac ALL the tests are counted towards promos. and xiu thinks xiu shall go and study now*bye. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108400554460531878?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108400554460531878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108400554460531878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108400554460531878' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108390685777675355</id><published>2004-05-07T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T13:18:45.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ling failed her math lecture test. 11.5/25&lt;/b&gt;. the next test will be my progress test, which will be counted in my promos which means if i fail it, that's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am in the school library now, cos it's break. skipped math lect yest and they took attendance. 5 of my classmates skipped it and yah, my math teacher's going to pass our names to my CT, who is really slack and yah, it's going to be our first offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, did i mention that my econs mcq test yesterday is kinda screwed? my whole class did the test through elimination. we don't even know our facts. thing is, i have an econs &lt;b&gt;essay test&lt;/b&gt; coming up later in the day and yes, kill me now cos i'll just fail it as well. help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chapel today was done by &lt;b&gt;manda's class&lt;/b&gt;! yipeeyay! it was kinda fun lah. liked the chewy chewy song. so cute, like some kindergarden thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i shld go mug for my econs test for the last time. the air con in the library is &lt;b&gt;free&lt;/b&gt;, the aircon is blasting directly above me. so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ling*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108390685777675355?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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/&gt;&lt;font color="#FFCCCC"&gt;hi ai ling your chinese teacher sounds quite off. like cos he won't let you play music or eat solid food or take pictures! but otherwise it sounds like a great idea! i shall include it in my PW project which we're doing on chinese :) but well i think my chinese teacher's nice. and i hate chinese. and yeahh chel and i's chinese teacher's damn funky. anyway dinner on friday? i have training :( sounds like fun though! hmm i think its just fantastic that our class is still close :) that people do post here relatively often. that we kind of get the chance to hear about what's happening with each other- specially for those people who closed down their blogs/never bothered with them. and check out the song that bing likes - through her eyes. it's so sad. sigh. and i know what it's like to lose someone you love. and ling hope you're better now from your stoning :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;he makes me feel like it's raining outside &lt;br /&gt;and when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to play this game with you. i know you'll hurt me. i don't think i'm such a big tough chick. and i pretend i don't care when i really do. so so much. someone told me that i was going to get hurt. i think it was bing. when i once shared with him my philosophical idealistic and entirely theoretical notions of a relationship. like the only kind that i would ever want. and i thought i could handle it but i don't think so anymore i don't want to play anymore. love is not a fucking game. i'm scared. but i can't help the way i feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiu you better not fall in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;everythings better when he's around. &lt;br /&gt;i'll never forget tonight. &lt;br /&gt;hanging out behind the club on the weekend &lt;br /&gt;acting stupid, getting drunk with my best friends &lt;br /&gt;he's the one, he'll always be there &lt;br /&gt;he took my hand and that made it i swear &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108384046560937748?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108384046560937748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108384046560937748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108384046560937748' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108367329573971982</id><published>2004-05-04T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T20:27:01.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kudos to manda, dinner on fri is what i'm thinking of too since we end at the same time and all. hahaha. chinese lessons was really &lt;b&gt;hilarious&lt;/b&gt;, and i mean HILARIOUS. my oh-so-lame chinese teacher wrote "ye can" (picnic) on the board and it got everyone excited. guess what. my class, 04A41 is going to have a picnic at this grass patch just behind the computer centre next mon. how lame can that get. and the rules he gave us was, no bringing of "solid food", no tempting of the other saints with our food, no camera, no cards, no music. it's called a picnic and we're supposed to take note of every action we do on mon so that we could write compo on it the next period. talk about having a weird chinese teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ling*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108367329573971982?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108367329573971982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108367329573971982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108367329573971982' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108364477954851130</id><published>2004-05-04T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T12:30:22.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys...*squeak!* its me blogging from SA's library. . .typing as my other window loads. . .supposed to be searching for some lyrics to worship songs. . .coz my class is leading in worship for chapel on friday morning. . .heeeeX. . . .it'll be reallly gooood! =) yep. . .miss you all loads. . .heyy as you all may have already noticed, we have been meeting up almost every friday for dinner together and we go out on alternate saturdays. . .so why don't we make that our permanent plan? so we don't have to keep asking every week. . .but instead it's confirmed that every friday night we have dinner? alritey? hmm..well up to you guys la. . .post your comments yeah? see ya! love you dearies~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;strong&gt;amanda.natalie.tan&lt;/strong&gt;|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108364477954851130?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108364477954851130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108364477954851130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108364477954851130' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108351081572114526</id><published>2004-05-02T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T23:17:56.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She never really had a chance&lt;br /&gt;On that fateful moonlit night&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificed without a fight&lt;br /&gt;A victim of her circumstance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've become aware&lt;br /&gt;And I've exposed this tragedy&lt;br /&gt;A sadness grows inside of me&lt;br /&gt;It all seems so unfair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning all about my life&lt;br /&gt;By looking through her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just beyond the churchyard gates&lt;br /&gt;Where the grass is overgrown&lt;br /&gt;I saw the writing on her stone&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I would suffocate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In loving memory of our child&lt;br /&gt;So innocent, eyes open wide&lt;br /&gt;I felt so empty as i cried&lt;br /&gt;Like part of me had died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning all about my life&lt;br /&gt;By looking through her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as her image&lt;br /&gt;Wandered through my head&lt;br /&gt;I wept just like a baby&lt;br /&gt;As i lay awake in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To lose someone you love&lt;br /&gt;And this felt just the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't given any chance&lt;br /&gt;Desperation stole her voice&lt;br /&gt;I've been given so much more in life&lt;br /&gt;I've got a son, I've got a wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to suffer one last time&lt;br /&gt;To grieve for her and say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Relive the anguish of my past&lt;br /&gt;To find out who i was at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door has opened wide&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning with the tide&lt;br /&gt;Looking through her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108351081572114526?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108351081572114526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108351081572114526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108351081572114526' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108340487875864949</id><published>2004-05-01T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T17:52:18.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEEE, slacking at PacificCoffeeCompany using the free internet access. Pee, Sarah, Mark, Ling and Jaimes, all here, talking nonsense and relaxing... (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will report backlater!! internet access is limited to 15 mins only!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108340487875864949?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108340487875864949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108340487875864949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108340487875864949' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108334572818824927</id><published>2004-05-01T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T01:41:19.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys.. read this at a forum.. its about sch.. but the advice dun really take seriously lah.. have a good laugh.. and wonder how bings gets his 'A's and how i can slack in POLY! meheheheh... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~`~`~`~`~`~`&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this a while back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is true no matter which university you go to (or where u study at):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I came to college I wish I had known . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it didn't matter how late I scheduled my first class,&lt;br /&gt;I'd sleep through it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;That I could change so much and barely realize it.&lt;br /&gt;That you can love a lot of people in a lot of different ways.&lt;br /&gt;That college kids throw airplanes too.&lt;br /&gt;That if you wear polyester everyone will ask why you are so dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;That every clock on campus shows a different time.&lt;br /&gt;That if you were smart in high school, so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would go to a party the night before a final.&lt;br /&gt;That I could sleep until 12:55 and still make my 1:00 class.&lt;br /&gt;That my best friend is the worst roommate.&lt;br /&gt;That you can know everything and fail a test.&lt;br /&gt;That you can know nothing and ace a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would never watch the news, and I would be totally out&lt;br /&gt;of touch with the world happenings.&lt;br /&gt;That Home is a great place to visit, But I wouldn't want tolive there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the more money your parents give you, the less you have&lt;br /&gt;every time you check your account!!&lt;br /&gt;That parties get old, and sometimes you just want to kick&lt;br /&gt;back and watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;That most of my education would be obtained outside of class.&lt;br /&gt;That friendship is more than getting drunk together, but I met&lt;br /&gt;most of my friends through drinking.&lt;br /&gt;That I would be one of those people that my parents warned me&lt;br /&gt;about.&lt;br /&gt;That the free food server until 10 is gone at 9:50.&lt;br /&gt;That you could be totally broke, but still have enough to go&lt;br /&gt;to a bar! &lt;br /&gt;That I would go home every weekend my Freshman year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I would laugh at all the Freshman going home every&lt;br /&gt;weekend my Senior year.&lt;br /&gt;That Sunday is a figment of the world's imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Psychology is really Biology. That biology is really&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry, that Chemistry is really Physics and that Physics&lt;br /&gt;is really Math.&lt;br /&gt;That my parents would become so much smarter in the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;That it's possible to be alone even when you are surrounded by &lt;br /&gt;friends.&lt;br /&gt;That friends are what makes this place worthwhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~`~`~`~`~`~`&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;MArk MArk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108334572818824927?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108334572818824927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108334572818824927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108334572818824927' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108330818455038031</id><published>2004-04-30T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T15:02:24.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys. . .sorry haven't posted in awhile. anyways, &lt;strong&gt;can't wait to see ya'll tomorrow. . .must come k?&lt;/strong&gt; so it's 1pm at dhoby ghaut right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 1.30 in the afternoon now but i'm not in school coz i'm sick! damn. . .i hate this flu/fever/cough thing. . .rrrrr. just read the dolce vita love story as recommended by so many of you. . .hmm. . .typical love story kind where the girl dies. . . ironic isn't it? in the story it claims that only fairy-tale romances happen in movies. . .reality is reality. yet, it in itself is a typical movie-kind of romance story already right. . .(just think :a walk to remember) yeah. . .sad la. . .but this storyline used too many times already. . .although you still do tear and get emotional after reading/watching it. . .it's like everything becomes predictable. . .the element of surprise is no longer there. . . but guys!! you should pay attention to the story. . .what they wrote inside is very true about girls. . .the parts about you all being romantic and sweet. . .haha. IMPORTANT ok. . .i shall analyse it for you. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 don'ts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-don't forget to be romantic&lt;br /&gt;-don't be too honest&lt;br /&gt;-don't be too stingy on the sugar of your speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. . .find it quite weird how the last point it phrased though. . .lol. but yeah. . .it's quite true. . .being romantic is almost a prerequisite for every guy or relationship. . .lolz. 2nd, ignorance is bliss. . .so not revealing too much may be better sometimes. . .keyword: SOMETIMES only. 3rd, self-explanatory. . . haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kidding la. . .you guys in class already so sweet. . .aHhhhHh. . .haha. yup.miss you all loads can. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling. . .you ponned volleyball match? haha. i didn't. . .you should have gone. . .it was crazy man! and emi. . .were you there?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have econs test next week. . .shall we go out and study together? or should i say, &lt;em&gt;attempt&lt;/em&gt; to study together. . helllppp. . .it's on demand and supply. . .and that's exactly the chapter that we ponned like mad back in cjc in the last week right? rRrr. . .regretting it now. . .coz i'm so lost. . .yet, i love econs. . .what kind of stupid irony is that right? and guess what. . .only now is SA starting on practical criticism. . .as in you know like. . .diction, imagery. . .etc. yeah. . .in cjc we covered that long ago. . .lolz. from what me other friends say, other jc's didn't give proper lit foundation in the 1st 3 months. . .compared to them ar. . .i think cjc's lit syllabus for us wasn't slack at all lor. . .in fact it was rather comprehensive. . .but hey. . .that's a good thing. . .i don't feel so lagging. . .haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... really can't wait to see you all tomorrow. . .come come come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;strong&gt;amanda.natalie.tan&lt;/strong&gt;|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108330818455038031?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108330818455038031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108330818455038031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108330818455038031' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108325008075831931</id><published>2004-04-29T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T22:57:57.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;hey kids! 1 MAY OUTTING.. ARE U EXCITED?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey my fellow bros... and sis'.. sorry lah.. in boi's sch too long liao.. oways wont have the gers part lah.. ok anyway.. hope u people do read the class blog.. at least as often as me lah... once in two days the least.. hehe.. class rule? hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. obvious what i m typing about rite? ok this sat at dhouby ghaut MRT station on ps side at 1 o'clock.. those who wanna meet eariler.. by all means do so.. those who cant make it at that time.. just drop me a msg.. then when u are coming just drop me a call or something like that.. then i will tell u where we will be.. anyway besides watchin a show "50 first dates" show timings at PS GV is 1:25.. 2:40.. 3:50.. 5.. 6:30 and the latest that we will make it is 7:30.. so yeah we should decide on a time that u wanna come and we all catch the show together.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw guys.. selina is in a cast and she wont be able to make it dwn on sat.. and the thing is that selina has NEVER gone out on a class meeting since term 2! whats the meaning of this?! anyway since she is a 'patient'.. y not lets pay her a visit at her home? thats a good idea rite? hehe... i have a address... just will find a way to her place can liao.. its in serangoon nrth.. so anyone knows? yup.. do let me know if u are interested too k? the forum is available and the tagboard is too! well see u all online on fri thats tmr? yep.. cya guys... yeah and gers... there.. k? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;MArk MArk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;IF NOT WHAT SHALL WE DO THEN?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108325008075831931?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108325008075831931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108325008075831931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108325008075831931' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108321392054529200</id><published>2004-04-29T12:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T00:22:01.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so i was telling selina and pee about that guy in the library - &lt;b&gt;no it isn't anything good and i shan't say anything further cos a blog is somewhat like a public place&lt;/b&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, today, the J1s got to be released at 12.10 to go to toa payoh sports hall to support our girls' volleyball team who are going to play against &lt;b&gt;Anderson&lt;/b&gt; (looks at emi). It's the finals btw, but i contemplated whether i shld go support my fellow saints or i shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i decided not to (considering the fact that i'm still in the library at this time), the match starts at 1.10 and i'm late already. decided to go for math tuition instead, cos there's a math test tml and i have absolutely no idea what's going on. so yah, first impressions count and i shan't let my math teacher (who's a major bitch) to look at me and say you don't have the attitude for math, go drop it. This is virtually her &lt;b&gt;favourite line in my class&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, dolly and alicia are watching movies in the library. i wanna watch sth too but all the tellys are taken up already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, see you kids on sat =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ling *&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108321392054529200?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108321392054529200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108321392054529200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108321392054529200' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633494.post-108315504205577870</id><published>2004-04-28T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T20:31:06.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyz every1! ok.. this is my 1st entry in this blog.. haha aniwae.. &lt;strong&gt;I WAN CHALET&lt;/strong&gt;!! but i haf a trip to malaysia on 7th - 9th! so make sure itz not on that few daez! miz your lotz k! n finally bball tornament season ended.. so i'm supposedly more free.. n supposedly able to go out with u all this wkend.. &lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a slight &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BONE FRACTURE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! GRRR!!! n i onli realised it todae when i went fer xray! so gonna get referred to the hospital tml.. n i dunno whatz gonna happen larz! so it all depends on what the doc saez tml.. but haf this feeling that i will be LAME for awhile.. n doubt i will b able to go out with ur due to my lame-ness... but it will all depends.. letz hope fer good news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae miz ur lotz! take care k! ur betta plan another outin soon juz in case i cannot meet up with ur this wkend! haha take care every1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv,&lt;br /&gt;selina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633494-108315504205577870?l=oneteeoseven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108315504205577870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633494/posts/default/108315504205577870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneteeoseven.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108315504205577870' title=''/><author><name>1t07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344760819342027859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
