<?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-1751614916169763161</id><updated>2012-01-15T00:15:47.490+08:00</updated><category term='di'/><title type='text'>shoofly!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>278</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-7233078308209887151</id><published>2012-01-15T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:15:47.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;We, are officer cadets of OCS.&lt;div&gt;To inspire us onwards as officers-to-be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we now state with reverence and respect, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strike&gt;the Officers' Creed.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, am an officer of the Singapore Armed Forces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My duty is to lead, to excel and to overcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lead my men by example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I answer for their training, morale and discipline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must excel in everything I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I serve with pride, honour and integrity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will overcome adversity with courage, fortitude and determination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dedicate my LIFE to Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-7233078308209887151?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/7233078308209887151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=7233078308209887151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7233078308209887151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7233078308209887151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#7233078308209887151' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-8043186518802206818</id><published>2012-01-02T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T03:09:52.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so its 2012, finally. or should i be saying finally since 2011 flew by in an instant. the years seem to be going by faster with each passing year..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so some simple reflections on the year that was.. i guess there aint much highlights to mention anyway, since firstly, it was too fast for much to happen and secondly, majority of the year was taken up by national service. but for the sake of the annual year end/new year reflective mode, i'll give it a go, and we'll see if more things pop out along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so for one, enlisting in army was by far the biggest change in my life, and probably will be! i learnt so much about myself, people, and the different sides to a person there is. its been an amazingly eye opening experience. i never knew how blinded and oblivious i was to selfishness and the lack of initiative until enlisting. i saw people who are simply unwilling to help and only bothering with things that would benefit them. i've been brought up differently and to put it blatantly, i detest people who act that way. and this makes me proud of the environment i grew up in, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the flip side, i got the chance to experience things that many people would never get the chance to. i climbed the mountains of brunei and taiwan, and spent 9 days in a forest trying to survive and navigate my way through. i've learnt so much, and above all, been awed through and through by God's creation. in hindsight, the jungle and everything i've experience during training as an infanteer has showed me time and again how majestic He is. compiling all the experiences together, its just hard to believe that this powerful, big, tremendous God can love someone so small, so insignificant placed beside the wonders that He made. its just so hard to absorb the magnitude of His love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess this year has been a trying year in terms of spirituality. i admit i've struggled to keep up spending time with God. after enlisting its just been tough making QT a daily routine.. i fall asleep while praying at times and there's just so much that i didnt do. but i must say, He has been everlastingly faithful. that's why God is so wonderful. because even if you begin to drift away, He wont ever leave you alone. i know its been so one sided between me and God but He never failed to look after me, protect me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emotionally, feels pretty burdensome not being able to be there for so many people that you care about. and there's nothing much i can do about it.. kinda sucks when you know someone's in need to talk but you cant talk or text for long because you have commitments to attend to . it got me really frustrated many times during the year.. oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so overall, 2011 has been pretty much, a random year. why random? because there isnt much of a highlight anyway. the year just passed. like passed. then again, there were slight instances that challenge me, both spiritually and emotionally. it was a pretty trying year for my walk with God.. being rather stagnant and i didnt really feel myself growing much. emotionally becuase i had to deal with so many different feelings, more so of angst and dissatisfaction with people around me. i think at times i really didnt portray myself as a christian and that kinda sucks too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so this year im really looking to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get back on track with God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spend more time with people i care about,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honour the values that i hold on to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ord knowing i have done my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's to a better year ahead, pretty excited for what might be instored! i mean, it cant be less eventful than 2011 right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-shaunald.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-8043186518802206818?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/8043186518802206818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=8043186518802206818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8043186518802206818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8043186518802206818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#8043186518802206818' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-6195474694338082775</id><published>2011-12-24T11:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T11:56:35.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a long time since i typed in here! been too busy to log in anyway.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the year's coming to an end, today's christmas eve and i havent got any presents or written any cards. christmas this year seems like a blur.. maybe because im still stuck as a trainee in army. nevertheless, i'll still try to whip up some cards which means im going to have to stay up really late tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the year's ending and its the season to tie up any loose ends the year has brought. for me, i doubt i have any to. or do i. since army aint doing life much justice! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a very very pleasant note, its three more weeks to commissioning! i cannot wait, and the same for the other 400 or so cadets. its been a grueling 9 months, we've gone through everything together, mountains, jungles, rivers, sea. everything! and above all im glad we pushed each other on, encouraged each other and made the days and months count. now we're so very near the end, so very near that bar! and its been a joy. a blessing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;christmas eve routine dinner later! cannot wait. i cannot wait. i really cannot wait to spend some time with people im so comfortable with. mummy brought me to this christmas dinner and there was absolutely no one i knew. the food was good though so that cancels it out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so anyway, before the clock strikes twelve.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&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/1751614916169763161-6195474694338082775?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/6195474694338082775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=6195474694338082775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6195474694338082775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6195474694338082775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#6195474694338082775' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-8485355766870613789</id><published>2011-08-10T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T11:50:21.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so the long awaited block leave's coming to an end. fast. in hindsight, the week has been no short of amazing. and for the record, it feels longer than a week of 7 days! which is actually quite rare given the shortage of free time us army guys have.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the getaway to KL with brian and tieh would most probably be the highlight of the week. cant believe it happened but it did! and you know, its times like these that you look back and feel more than thankful for the friendships you forged back in school. the happy school days. because there's where you find friends that last. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, looks like i managed to accomplish most of the things i set out to do this week. apart from not catching harry potter yet.. and yes, one more thing. which i've yet to settle. otherwise this week would be no less than perfect. so yes with that being said, im out of here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-8485355766870613789?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/8485355766870613789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=8485355766870613789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8485355766870613789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8485355766870613789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#8485355766870613789' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-8020089840685984479</id><published>2011-07-31T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T13:01:55.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;she wears it for the soldier &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;who wears the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;GREEN BERET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so im in infantry - the queen of the battle field. was rather apprehensive about it initially but after spending one week in pro term, looks like it actually is quite fulfilling. well, for one i know i'll definitely commission with pride as an infantry officer. but the road ahead seems so bleak, mysterious. i dont think fear is the right word to describe how i feel about what's ahead right now. cant find the right word because i just want to avoid thinking about it, especially over a long awaited book out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just got the ib reunion invitation and wow, its actually been almost 7 months into this whole new year. well i guess its not so new anymore. but really doesnt seem that long though. cliche - time flies! its been 5 months since enlisting into the military. i cant believe i've survived that long goodness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guitar orchestra just had their festival of arts yesterday. extremely disappointed that i couldnt make it but im glad they performed well, at least i heard they did. its been a year since my exco stepped down and handed the orchestra over to the juniors. looks like they did the same thing just yesterday. and looking back, im sure they've come a long long way and im definitely very proud of them. its really nostalgic seeing your juniors graduate and move on. really feels as though they're your kids. and you watch them grow and develop, then they reach the stage where they understand exactly how you felt when you were in their position. heart warming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its hard to believe how much i detested guitar orchestra during my secondary school days. i dreaded practices and got reprimanded time and time again for being a serial ponner. guess it really grew on me.. and it became something that i feel so attached to. really never expected myself to be saying this 6 years down the road since i joined guitar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a separate note, most of my peers are moving on to uni life. emphasis on the word moving on. they're opening a new chapter of their lives, with new things to learn and different social standards! for one, everyone seems to be getting hitched. or at least look like they're about to. then you realise the happy innocence of childish goals and endeavors are no more. its not so much about i wanna slack, oh crap there's homework due tomorrow, sian let's go play frisbee, eh pon lecture la. its a whole new dimension, something us army guys cannot fantom. not yet. i wouldnt say we're left behind because that's too strong a statement. but i do know that when we meet up with the girls, we're gonna have to try our best to understand their lives, as they do for our boring army stories. but that's life, that's part of growing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so there, pensive post, lots to think about. i think as you get older, you tend to look back and reflect about things a lot more. looking forward to reunion though, im missing my classmates! and whoever else i used to see everyday along the classroom corridors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-8020089840685984479?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/8020089840685984479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=8020089840685984479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8020089840685984479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8020089840685984479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#8020089840685984479' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-5107535441062569880</id><published>2011-05-29T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T03:04:54.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's a happy note: my birthday was amazing (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was really ready for my birthday to just whizz by, knowing that not many people in army knew my birthday. so i was all set to have the day go all normal, since i dont exactly like to be in the spotlight. but hey, it turned out totally different, turned out to be really sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love the feeling of waking up to messages that send out so much love. as in, when i woke up i had twenty five unread messages. the first of which came from daddy, and he stayed up to text me. and then i had twenty four other messages that made me smile each time i read one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then when i checked my phone by mid afternoon, i got another twenty one messages, and each one was different. i dont really know how to describe it but i havent felt this warm in such a long, long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then fiona texted me with a wish and stating how flooded my facebook wall was. i checked it and it had a crazy load of wishes. ahhh it was insane. so simple, yet so special. i guess this will be one of the birthdays i'll remember for life. it was lovingly warm. (i've used warm so many times, but i really cannot find another word for how i felt goodness.. overwhelming)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yupp. and the day ended with my birthday being leaked out to my buddy so the platoon found out and after RO, the keluar baris ended with a birthday wish. so that was really really nice too i smiled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to me, i guess the simple things really count. so i really appreciate all my family and friends for the love sent out to me. its hard to list everything out but i love every one of you, if you ever see this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to my family, daddy mummy and zeh, i love you guys with everything i've got. the support and encouragement you give me is crazy much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to the rest of my friends (sorry no time to list), i really really thank God so much for every single one of you. you've touched my life in many ways. so i'll thank you personally one day, hope i do. but know that every one of you means a whole load to me. so thanks guys, eternally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-5107535441062569880?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/5107535441062569880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=5107535441062569880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/5107535441062569880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/5107535441062569880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#5107535441062569880' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-4181870902963465740</id><published>2011-05-29T02:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T02:47:32.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>managed to survive another week in ocs hoorah. its been rather relaxing this week since there wasnt any high key events.. guess the only bummer was that the book out timing got pushed back by nearly five hours due to extra section movement training, oh well life of a soldier.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was really looking forward to this saturday actually, since i would be able to see my beloved chem teacher and class ever since exams ended AND be part of the cogs fun fair. but sigh, hopes turned into disappointment on thursday night when we were told book out would be pushed back.. everyone's heart sank rock bottom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then again, i guess sometimes you cant have the best of everything. there's always a give and take. everyone has twenty four hours but its never enough for everything. events and plans clash all over the place, and squeezing so much out of so little time is draining. more so when you either get enlisted into army or start the working life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;previously as a student, we had the luxury of weekends, and after school hang outs with classmates and friends. week day rendezvous to an ice cream parlour or cracking jokes with some buddies after class by the astroturf. looking back, the only obstacle was completing assignments by the deadlines and the looming final year exams. back then, we thought it was tough enough. looks like the grass really is greener on the other side!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving on from studies to whatever seemed beyond, we look back and find ib life the most precious memories we could ever harbour. memories that bring back so much emotion, so much laughter and triggers this warm, warm feeling from somewhere close to your heart. and then you pull off a faint smile. not because it drains you but because so much of the energy is channelled into reliving those moments, and not wanting to ever let go of them. you smile. and enjoy, savour every last bit of sweetness that sprouts from that simple reminiscence of school life. then snap, you're back to reality. a short moment of recollection. so short, yet so rich. the looks on your friend's faces, the intensity in the examination halls, the roaring laughter of your classmates, the heavy discussion of questions, the stress, the relief after your last paper. how you wished you could do it all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time seemed to be an abundance. now time is a luxury. a break from military training worth only slightly more than twenty four hours. how should it be spent. three words: i dont know. it stinks having so little time to rest your mind, and recharge for the week. at times, i wished i could be there for a close friend, but couldnt. at times, i wished i could just sit by the television and fall asleep on a lazy afternoon, but couldnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this time, i wished i could meet up with the chem class, but couldnt. this time, i wished i could soak in the atmosphere of the funfair, but couldnt. but who am i to feel down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay enough of the pensive thoughts. besides all these, its actually quite exciting how things are going to get rough and tough in the weeks ahead. with field camp and everything else. looking forward to getting to know the mates a little bit better and go on to meeting new people. its late, im outta here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-4181870902963465740?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/4181870902963465740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=4181870902963465740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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really hope it doesnt get too tough, although im very it will. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having a long book out this weekend, due to my wing having an amazing schedule planner who puts all the in lieu holidays on either mondays or fridays. as a result, we get really long weekends, which is a huge huge encouragement really.. since the week's already so mundane, looking forward to long weekends is a surprisingly huge motivation factor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow every bookout seems a to sting a little. im not sure why, but i have a feeling its because i know i have to book in again. i love bookouts, but i hate the feeling of booking back in.. but that's the live im going to have to lead from now on.. i miss school. really really miss school. guess that's the general consensus right now, how every one's missing school so so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess what makes army tough for me is that you have no time. or rather, really little time.. like, all you ever do is read about people's lives, on either facebook or their blogs. at its very best, a text. and when you bookout, you have to manage your time so well it gets tiring! the need to maximise the time you have out here takes so much priority.. but at times, you dont stretch the time to the fullest. and that's where it might hurt a little. because you feel as if you wasted some of your free time on nothing! now i know how precious time out here is. damn precious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and apart from that, a lot of thoughts run all over the place. fly, swim, drown. but im so thankful for people who genuinely make me happy. happy, a word so often overlooked and left out. english teachers tell us never to use this in your writings because its too vague. yet that vagueness conveys an extraordinary depth. one word, encompassing so much that it loses its credibility to describe one of the most sought after emotions of this day and age. in fact, as age creeps up on you, and you see more and more of this world. you get bombarded with things, mostly problems and annoyances, happiness doesnt seem so real anymore. i mean, who am i to say this, im barely nineteen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you take a look at a child, his smile, his radiant jovial disposition. and you know he is genuinely absorbed, contented with the way things are. the smile, with no shadows, whatsoever, of the scars left behind by broken hearts, torn dreams, stress levels. just enjoying, completely mesmerised by his cone of ben and jerry's strawberry cheesecake. that simple ignorant bliss, simple as it seems, yet as incomprehensible as it is. no wonder so many people say they dont want to grow up. i am one of them. unwilling to give up the happy innocence of schooling life, of being a kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i guess that's just ranting. life goes on, im turning nineteen in slightly less than two weeks. so i'd better brace myself for more to come. its ironic how some kids say they wished they grew up faster. who ever said growing up was easy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-4950459868524566357?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/4950459868524566357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=4950459868524566357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4950459868524566357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4950459868524566357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#4950459868524566357' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-7627948355632124185</id><published>2011-04-10T09:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T09:51:35.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man its been a while since i typed here. anyway, POP LOHHH! just passed out from bmt yesterday morning at the marina floating platform. it was awesome. the skyline, the people, the parade. everything was great.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now its a bittersweet feeling again. somehow its always the same when one phase of my life ends. im glad i completed bmt, but really apprehensive about going to unit/command school. i really do hope i get into ocs, but im afraid the training there would be insane. but its okay, i'll just enjoy the block leave first and worry later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its difficult making decisions. like any kind of decision. big ones, small ones, random ones. decisions always result in pros and cons. being me, i detest the cons. but decisions still have to be made every single day. and its always about making the best one, choosing the right one. at every crossroad, there's always this tendency for me to escape from reality. i dont like to choose, and i love my comfort zone. i dont like change, i dont like conflict. but that's just the way the world works. i have to suck it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so many things are inconsistent and very much fragile. one moment you could be smiling, and another you could be frowning. within a short span of time, a lot of things can happen, perhaps due to the advancement of technology etcetera. along with technology, comes misunderstandings. it is said that communication is split into a few components, body language, tone and diction. more than 50-60 percent or so goes to body language, followed by more than 30 percent goes to tone. the remaining is diction, which is the choice of words used. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;using technology, things like texts, emails and instant messengers only ever encompass one aspect of communication. yes, diction. how large a percentage does that comprise of? through technology, i believe it is efficient, it is fast. however, it does have its shortages. and it really is a shortage. through texting, only a maximum of 20 percent of what a person is trying to convey, is really conveyed. the other 80 percent through body language and tone, is gone. if communicating through text is efficient, i would say it short changes people. a full understanding of what a person is trying to say will never be achieve. no matter how many "hahaha" or smileys are being inserted into the text.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in contrary, i am an avid believer of text. solely because it is handy, quick and efficient. when there is too little time to make a call or meet up, texting is definitely a very very useful means of communication. what's more, with student plan it is free and unlimited! however, misreading a text or over analysing could be dangerous. i've misread and misunderstood texts before, and have been on the flipside too. really powerful how technology has changed the world. now people have online dating!??!?! they are crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay time for tennis! its been a while since i hit the courts. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-7627948355632124185?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/7627948355632124185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=7627948355632124185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7627948355632124185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7627948355632124185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#7627948355632124185' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-5621108094010227640</id><published>2011-01-31T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:14:49.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised keeping in touch takes a lot a lot of effort. it takes time, and it takes energy. the recent days have been plagued by the thoughts of needing to catch up with someone, or someone asking for a reunion and things like that. its difficult, and im feeling the pinch.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;realised that i've placed my primary school life at a corner of my brain. not that i've forgotten it, its just that nothing jolted it back into my life. its quite saddening though, to know how close you were to your friends but not feel the closeness. sigh. they say people come and go. no matter how hard you try, they still disappear no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now there's army.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-5621108094010227640?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/5621108094010227640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=5621108094010227640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/5621108094010227640'/><link rel='self' 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title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-581004278804336506</id><published>2011-01-27T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T01:33:01.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh come on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-581004278804336506?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/581004278804336506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>going to start exercising tomorrow morning. really hope i wake up on time. anyway, guess i need the adrenaline and endorphines to get rid of the drained mind i have. twenty five days of mental strain's really really getting to me. and before that, was a one month and six day torment too. what a bummer. and to think no work would lead to no strain. nonsense.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meeting the happy family tomorrow. really really need the happy talks and laughter to perk things up a little, cant wait to see everyone again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been feeling like a bum lately. since a lot of my friends are working and earning money.. i've been wasting money and going out a lot. really enjoying it but its not fun to spend money this fast.. im terribly grossed out by the adult transport fare AGAIN. i think i've been complaining wayy too much about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the jc students start school this thursday.. really really hope they enjoy themselves and have fun and make new friends. sadly, cant really catch up with them because of army! very sad i cant ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random thought, but im good at forgetting things that i want to forget. or maybe i just forget a lot of things. anything off to bed bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-2388495535684196214?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/2388495535684196214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=2388495535684196214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2388495535684196214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2388495535684196214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#2388495535684196214' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-3113692080841957623</id><published>2011-01-20T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T01:26:58.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay first of all, THIRTY NINE! its a really good number, never thought it'd turn out this great and honestly im really thankful to Him, bringing me through ib and the entire two years and coming out with a decent grade. thought i'd do worse, but awesome score either way!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the year's been very much the same as the end of last year. going out quite regularly, trying to spend the time with as many people as possible because frankly, the only thing that im not looking forward to going into army is the lack of time i have to spend with people i care about.. wont be able to slack with zehzeh or go over to imm for dinners with mummy or chatting to friends and juniors about their school life. apart from that, everything else about army seems rather exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, been rather perturbed over various issues which wouldnt be a good idea to name here. either way, feeling this way aint healthy for the soul so im going to chuck them aside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really glad that syc's been really fun, and that everyone's regular! the only sad part is that we arent directly associated with ye anymore. not that im attached to being called ye or anything, its just that there are friendships there that im going to miss. good thing there's sundays to catch up and all that. then again, army will take that all away from me wouldnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a weird note, i cant believe i actually miss going to school. i miss seeing everyone on an extremely regular basis and grumbling about schoolwork and asking if they've done this or that, which is due that very day. i miss going for ccas.. which is a real downer because my fitness has dropped down down down down down! sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though its the new year. the future still seems really really uncertain! with the uni applications, that mum and zeh so happen to be pressurising me about, and army and what lies ahead.. jobs, relationships, church, commitments, further education. its not the happy happy school kid days anymore. and this is random, but im terribly grossed out by the adult transport fare! no offense. its been 17 days into the new year and im still not used to paying so much for transport.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im rather drained. no, not because of all the going out! btw, i feel energised going out and talking to people. but, drained in another way. im unsure how to describe it, but i will once i figure out how to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this post seems rather pointless hahah nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-3113692080841957623?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-1193916737328300805</id><published>2010-12-29T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T16:30:20.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2 DAYS TO THE END OF 2010!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fast, way too fast. find myself saying this at the end of each year. but its true! ironically, i've been moping ever so often for this year to end, now im clearly reluctant for it to. i guess im afraid of what twenty eleven will bring. unlike other years, i dont have school to look forward to. its a whole new world out there now. im extremely unwilling to let go of my childish years. i dont want to grow up. i want to stay in the comfort of the education system, in school, with my friends, in a cca. every year ends with nostalgia, thinking back and reliving the things that have happened both happy and sad. i'll miss them, i dont want to forget them. but memory can only serve me so far. when new things come along, they never fail to overwrite and fog up what was and what has been. im so afraid of that. but inevitable this is. that's how the world works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twenty ten has been a year of stress, fear, study, assignments topped with some of the most amazing friendships i could ever ask for. six years of never having a major exam, this year was the toughest of my education. one year ago, the road seemed way too impossible to complete. twelve months later, the road seems distant. i have conquered. but never will this have been accomplished without the help of so many people. the support, the help, the encouragement, the fun times, the crazy times, the bubble tea times. so many faces flash past my eyes, and i need to thank them, for all they've been. never could i have done this alone. thank you so much, my class point seventeen, guitar orchestra, squash, the people who sit at benches, study rooms, sac, library and kap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its also been a year of learning. God has brought me through this year and as usual, never letting me go through without taking away learning points. i've been beset with downfalls, shant name them here. and i've learn so much. amidst the many, always give it your best and never look back with regrets. one lesson that dealt me a huge blow. always be sincere, another one that was massive. treasure what you have now, something to think about. the only way to learn something is to spend time on it, proved so so useful towards the end. nobody is reserved and unwilling to share, if only you would spend time with them. teachers are notably, one of the best people you will ever meet on the face of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to name a few, doctor j woo was an inspiration, a major one for me. her famous quote being "perseverance is the answer". it transcends all levels of education, all kinds of obstacles. vague as it may be, helpful it has been. so many times on this ib journey, i think back on what she keeps telling us, and i draw so much strength from that. knowing that the road is not easy, and it will not get any easier. the only way is through, and perseverance is the only answer. i give her credit, i pay tribute to her as a teacher and as a mentor for the class. glynn tan is another one, he gets one when i talk about chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spiritually, as i look back on God's faithfulness, He has always been there. read through the journal that akf gave us just one year ago and the notes that i've written inside, yes God has been amazing. and its hard to believe all that happened within a year. of course, there were ups and downs. i've had highs and lows. mostly my fault, because i failed to take out a constant amount of time to spend with Him. i need to change this and i regret being such a bum and lazy and inconsistent fellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family's been amazing too! they've always been a source of support from back home. i love my sister, she's always been my oasis of ranting. all i need to do is go into her room, laze on her bed and start ranting and she's always listen. i appreciate her so much. mummy was always a firm believer of relaxing, and i thank her so much for always helping me to relax, making funny health drinks (called apple cider) and giving me the freedom to decide my schedule and pulling me back whenever i lost my way. i thank daddy for always being so steady, an everlasting pillar of sound advice and values. above all, him being around during the exam period and cooking fish meals. i love him so much. the only regret i have is not writing a testimonial for the church year end collection so testify to how blessed i am to be in the comfort of a family like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my church, the people in it, has never failed. each year i look back and smile at how great being in cogs is. for a good part of this year especially, when everyone seemed to have been lost in their own world, being in jc or ib or poly or even o levels, at the end of the day we're still close. we still can share and we still can encourage. i cant say i've never felt distant from them. but that was just a feeling, a thought. the reality is that we never were. and im glad to have been able to take out so much time, hanging with them after the exams ended, catching up on our lives and filling each other in about current things. friendship like that, i wouldnt trade it for anything else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my one four nine dinner group. every year, without fail, the important dates are spent with you guys. from chinese new year, to christmas and even the up coming new years day. the kids have always been this pillar of infinite comfort, and something i can always fall back on. so many of my closest friends come from here and spending each festive season with them have always been the highlight of each year. going to bali with them was out of this world. never would we have imagined our dinners after church would turn into something this special but it did. blessings come in all forms dont they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the squash team has always been my escape from so many things, the stress from work, assignments. having spent the season, cheering everyone on and even until our very very last point. who cares what position we got, it was the experience, it was the improvements we made, it was the friendships that we forged. from all over the school, we formed this close, happy bunch of people and that's extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my guitar orchestra, something that i'll always be proud of. we picked up from being almost directionless to handing over to a proper junior committee. the times we spent planning the march camp will never be forgotten. for me, i've hardly had much of official leadership experience and being able to work together with heavy duty people, people who are funky and funny and insanely crazy like me, was just lovable! i cant use another word. i love them. i love my cohort of guitarists. everyone fit in perfectly, one's strengths covered another's weaknesses. everyone had mature and sound ideas. it would be difficult to find another committee that worked this smoothly among and with each other. some of us were loud and more vocal, and some of us had brilliant insightful ideas. some of us were always sacrificial. exquisite. i'll bring this with me for the rest of my life, into the corporate world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its difficult to pinpoint which subject class i loved the most. but if its the most memorable, i would say it was chemistry. from the beginning of year five up till the very last chemistry paper, i was honoured to have glynn tan as my coach, my teacher and friend. from getting air time to tell lame jokes, to the prac sessions, stupid videos and class tests. happy times. yes, i've been demoralised at chemistry, being in a class of geniuses, how not to? but glynn tan was ever encouraging, and never gave up. he always perked me up with a sentence or two. and told me never to give up. which teacher would be this sincere! if it wasnt for him, i would have ruined my chemistry. i owe it to this teacher. the friends i had in chemistry, the craziest and most fun bunch of geniuses. the witty comments to the times we helped each other at design prac. i couldnt have asked for a better chemistry class, this was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your this group is what one arh? seven people, and we dont even know how we know each other but we do. funny how sometimes, you know people but you cannot recall under what circumstances you met. this bunch of friends is one such instance. but i've had the privelege of hanging out with these amazing people. after meeting annette from europe tour up till now, from practically no mutual friends to now a group of seven. doing so many fun things together. the perplexity of the friendships forged bred felicity. wonderfully made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, looking back at these snippets. in a nutshell, i can say the year was eventful. it was good, it was bad. but im sure there was more good than bad. no wait, i know so. as i look forward, at the edge of tipping over to into the new year, honestly im fearful and reluctant to face what might and would come. im afraid of having little time. im afraid of meeting new people, and being shifted out of my comfortable comfort zone. but that's just the way it is. according to natnat, im going to have to "suck it up, suck it hard and suck it long", whatever that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's my tribute to my twenty ten. i look forward to twenty eleven, with my hand in God's. i know that there will always only be one pair of footprints when the going gets tough. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-1193916737328300805?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/1193916737328300805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=1193916737328300805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1193916737328300805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1193916737328300805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#1193916737328300805' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-2442100109524353636</id><published>2010-12-04T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T01:05:35.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life just aint so simple anymore. in the past, it was just homework and exams during school weeks and play during holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, it was stress and the need to do well during school weeks and with all that behind, it seems as though you can just enjoy yourself, hanging out with friends etcetera. NO, stress is still there, in another form. you are bombarded with a whole array of emotions, clashing events and whatnots. now instead of managing your time for studies, you manage yourself and making sure you are kept sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few weeks since exams ended has been eventful. He never fails to surprise me with new experiences and making me learn. God is ever faithful, He guided me through exams and everything was smooth. but once it was over, He has been entertaining me with so many different experiences, and bringing me all over the place to see and learn new things. and of course, making me trust Him even more than i did before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, im glad everyone from YE in our cohort's more or less free now. the A level people are done for real, FINALLY! its been a while since all of us hung out. i need these people back. why? they've stood the test of time, proven faithful and are the best friendships i can ever ever ask for. ask me to pay tribute to each one of them, i'd gladly do so. we seems so dead childish, juvenile. but we know how to have fun. we know how to enjoy ourselves and we know how to laugh :) that is what we're good at. thank you guys! its people like these, that gets you through the craziest storms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-5443430507745337637</id><published>2010-11-30T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T01:00:27.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>caught in a masquerade with a taste of medicine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-5443430507745337637?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/5443430507745337637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-3754027753257111294</id><published>2010-11-12T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T16:02:43.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers two more papers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom to freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just typed this out without copy and pasting, awesome right? really really cant wait..&lt;br /&gt;THE. END. IS. NEAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-3754027753257111294?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/3754027753257111294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=3754027753257111294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3754027753257111294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3754027753257111294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#3754027753257111294' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-2635071003072791275</id><published>2010-10-30T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T00:12:53.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seems like it was just last week that prelims ended. but in actual fact, the real exam begins this monday. scary, very scary how time flies. i feel so inadequate to take the papers, feels like no matter how much you do there's still so much more to be done eeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyy, after scrutinizing econs and geog for the past two weeks, i realised how blessed we are to be living in Singapore. with a sound government, sound policies and a somewhat lack of corruption. wow, if it werent for the effective government (which apparently made us pay and pay) we'd probably be a disgusting, backward country like yeah okay wont mention names but if you would just look across the horizon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i finally appreciate my citizenship in singapore to the fullest. dont think i'll ever want to move out anyway, because its so safe here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised econs and geog really helps us understand the current world so much better. like, they're subjects about current things, things that happen NOW. not about things in the past or about things that are theoretical (and the people who came up with the theories dont even know if its true eighty percent of the time anyway). im content with the subjects i chose i guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so byebye to the computer for 3 weeks. and more so AFTER the exams. wont even be home long enough to turn on the computer anyway! bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-2635071003072791275?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/2635071003072791275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=2635071003072791275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2635071003072791275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2635071003072791275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#2635071003072791275' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-7589493200869389328</id><published>2010-09-25T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T23:14:38.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised that if you stayed home the entire day, there are only two things you can do. It's either you're mugging or doing something totally unproductive. I think I achieved the latter today by picking up a novel to read, and actually completing it which is something I haven't done in over 8 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was, gratifying I have to say. Like the sense of satisfaction when you finish your homework, just that this one has a ton of visualisation and emotions involved. Oh and for a book that appeared to be unwanted by its owner (yes, I found it), it had quite an engaging plot and chain of events. It brought out some aspects of teenage life or life in general, with a tinch of philosophy as the story went on. Kinda brought back memories of our dreaded TOK lessons. The ending was rather good, because firstly, it wasn't a cliff hanger and secondly, it wasn't a cliche ending. I found it just right, not too abrupt and not to idealistic nor was it the lived-happily-ever-after ending. Simple, reflective, refreshing, nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, maybe I found it a refreshing novel because I haven't been reading much, which really is an understatement. As a lit student I should be reading like what, ten to twelve books in a year. The last book I actually completed was &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt;, which was in primary 5..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last paper of prelims coming up on tuesday! Lost a little bit of steam along the way, and since there's a five day interval from the previous paper to the next, the drive to study seems to have been lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online mahjong on viwawa has taken up much of my time this weekend. Which reminds me, I'm off to play mahjong, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-7589493200869389328?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/7589493200869389328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=7589493200869389328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7589493200869389328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7589493200869389328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#7589493200869389328' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-4252581342352326240</id><published>2010-09-04T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T21:11:05.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>academics have finally come to an end. no more homework, no more deadlines to face, now it really is - just pure mugging. i have to say nostalgia's simply inevitable, after all, we spent a good six years in ACS and now the journey's just two more months from completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many thoughts and feelings running through my mind, and amidst the spectroscopy of fancies, some things cant help but be highlighted. be it ups or downs, the entire ACS journey obviously, isnt perfect. i cant say i had a flawless education, without struggles or a loss of motivation. i cant say i had the best of cca records. but what i can say, is that every event served its purpose and reliving those experiences in memory brings no less than a smile and a sense of relief. of course, the happy things stand out more, above all. otherwise they wouldnt be known as happy memories would they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few of us recalled the first day of school. like the very very first day of ACS life. mine was probably as special as every acsian's first day in the school. just that, my cohort got to experience the grandeur of the old building, before the ib block got built. i remember walking into the school, in a fresh uniform, without a tie, past every other ac guy who appeared to be at least a head and a half taller than me, to the front office area. then tried to look for my name and class, then getting lost finding my class. of course, eventually i managed to find a spot by one point ten. the feeling of standing there, looking down at the assembly grounds from outside the class room, can only be known when you've experienced it. that's why its called a feeling! you dont describe it. but yes, we had the pleasure of turning left and right, and everyone looking down to dr ong's hill, in ac tie and uniform. the closest description i can provide: the sight of many many senates having a meeting with the chancellor in star wars, where the chancellor is in the middle, looking up to a multitude of other governors. yupp imagine that! then when we applause, the sound resonates everywhere, grand is an understatement. i remember almost fainting because i've never stood up so long for assembly before. that was the first day. and of course dr ong speaking for the first time, only the greatest principal of acs to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward to sec two, where the entire class ganged up against woo. oh gosh those were the days we were so childish but united! the pranks we played just got better and better. i guess that's where we honed our wit eh? being able to rebut every single thing with a statement that had a subtle crisp of insult injected to it. ahh being called to visit tan see keng and bongard time and time again. they were nice people by the way, we never really got scolded, just negotiated with. this actually is quite refreshing, thinking back to those days. and cliche as it sounds, it really really does seem like yesterday that all these happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on to sec three and four. i remember dreading the first day of sec three because i got torn away from my previous class. but i also remember these two years being my best ever years in ac! it was epic. like beyond all things, i consider sec three and four my favourite years. why? because we were all childish little boys, and we did every stupid thing a teenage guy would do. and the best part about being an ac boy, we didnt have girls to worry about. so imagine the retarded things we could say and do without having any consequence of people running out not wanting to hear stuff or people crying because they got knocked into. just pure fun. teachers table tennis, captain's ball with tennis ball, olympics, water squirting, 150 paper planes, crucible badminton, sentosa outing... etc etc. i'd seriously, give almost anything, to have a day back in point sixteen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year five and six, obviously had a new dimension. because of girls, which isnt a bad thing, dont get me wrong. just, guys need to tone down when girls are around. just a fact of life. no more sick jokes, no more physical nonsense, and a heightened level of maturity. although that's nonsense, most of us still want to do the retarded things. i remember the first day of og, and the girls came in. coldest feeling ever, because the cohort of two hundred plus guys versus nineteen girls. and marcus chua was the only guy daring enough to go up to them, the rest of us still having withdrawal symptoms of having a guy only cohort. i remember the second intake, when things really really got better. and got paired up with alex who was a wonderful buddy coming up to me to talk first, i'll never forget that because life was made a million times easier. then i remember having to split to classes, which i dreaded so so much, until i found out my three bestest guy friends were going into point seventeen with me. and true enough, point seventeen turned out to be a dream come true. really, you cannot expect a non intact class more bonded, more God centred, more fun loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that all these have finally come to a close, i remember all the ias, tok, ee and presentations that i had to do. over the course of six years in the integrated programme. i learnt how to carry myself in a confidant, eloquent manner. i learnt how to present with boldness, and speak with courage. i learnt how to give reasoned arguments and rational rebuttals. i learnt how to phrase sentences with elegance, and play around with words. i really did have the greatest time of my life. my primary six tuition teacher, had a son who went to acs. when i told her i got a dsa into the school, the first thing she said to me was "wow, you're going to have a great time. i know because my son really enjoyed his time there." six years on, that statement stands through and through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so where does God fit into the picture? one word, EVERYWHERE. i cant name everything. but everything i said up there, is a testimony to His never ending goodness amen? knowing myself, im rigid to change, i dont like to be moved out of my comfort zone to try new things. but He shifted me time and time again throughout my ac life. He took me away from my classes every two years, but He did that just to show me that He can be increasingly faithful. He blessed me increasingly over the past six years. the fun just increased. our God, is not a boring god. our God wants us to have fun. He created us to have fun with Him. i mean, God probably wanted to enjoy a nice cool afternoon in the garden of eden with adam and eve. He probably just wanted them to tell Him what went on today, and what they wanted to do the rest of the day. He'd probably play games with them. only, sin got in the way. point is, God wants us to enjoy ourselves and He has definitely shown me that. i know now, that every thing that happens, might not necessarily appear good at a given time period. trust me, i got quite mad at almost every change that occured. but when you look back (like what im doing now), it all seems so perfect. perhaps this is the crux of the cliche, "the imperfections makes it perfect". the momentary disappointments serve as a contrast and accentuates the joys of every thing being pieced together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for my time in acs. how i got into the school, is one testimony. how i left the school, is yet another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-4252581342352326240?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-406142183563301468</id><published>2010-07-26T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:10:36.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>funny how certain things knock your head so hard.&lt;br /&gt;here's a thought: you change peoples' lives, and they change yours.&lt;br /&gt;every person that walks into your life, you'll touch him in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;likewise, that person would to you too.&lt;br /&gt;interesting how its always a give and take type of thing.&lt;br /&gt;you give a little of yourself to people and people give a little of themselves to you.&lt;br /&gt;so this makes you, not entire yourself doesnt it?&lt;br /&gt;since what you are is affected by what's around you.&lt;br /&gt;how ironic!&lt;br /&gt;term two taught me so many things, im glad it happened.&lt;div 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the education system. but apart from that, its been too fast to savour the tad of sweetness amidst the pile of things to do. the year's going by too slow yet too fast. one of those ironies of life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's racial harmony day. our last racial harmony day. as students. and sigh no one's wearing anything. june holidays went by so fast too, and we didnt have a class party even though everyone anticipated one. feels rather gross now that we think about it heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be lying if i said i'll be superbly glad to end school tomorrow. yeah, every student dreads waking up early, beat the school bell and return home with a pile of work or mugging to be done. but if you finally come to a point in your life, where you realise that after the next day, you'll have absolutely no more attachments to a school. the elation wouldnt seem that great anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking forward to that day i have no more work or deadlines. but im hating the idea of not having school. not getting to see your friends, having stress together, asking each other about assignments, the beloved teachers. as cliche as it seems, isnt it true? another bittersweet thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's hoping the last few months of school will be sweet. and yes it probably will be.&lt;br /&gt;seeya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-7647999115238839707?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/7647999115238839707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=7647999115238839707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/TEWpDD_mghI/AAAAAAAAAeE/hhLeUsn6bB4/s1600/500x_ps3ffxiii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495984790352331282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/TEWpDD_mghI/AAAAAAAAAeE/hhLeUsn6bB4/s320/500x_ps3ffxiii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i. really. really. want. this. on. xbox360!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but dont have ):&lt;br /&gt;i'll love whoever forever if he can let me play this on xbox promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised i want/need a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;new badminton racket since the old ones either broke or at the brink of retirement.&lt;br /&gt;shuttlecock.&lt;br /&gt;a pair of tennis shoes.&lt;br /&gt;tennis balls.&lt;br /&gt;guitar.&lt;br /&gt;squash racket.&lt;br /&gt;football.&lt;br /&gt;carpet from muji.&lt;br /&gt;bean bag thing from muji.&lt;br /&gt;volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;basketball.&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything there's quite expensive.&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;okay away from shopping, hello to lit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-7056154353526831047?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/7056154353526831047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=7056154353526831047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7056154353526831047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7056154353526831047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#7056154353526831047' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/TEWpDD_mghI/AAAAAAAAAeE/hhLeUsn6bB4/s72-c/500x_ps3ffxiii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-6111243714659688582</id><published>2010-07-14T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T23:24:38.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>D: D: one surprise after another!&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-4268318260216132540</id><published>2010-07-11T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:56:57.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNETTE! :D&lt;br /&gt;you're finally eighteen i hope you had a great day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;sorry this post is one day late haha.&lt;br /&gt;please take care of your injury yes?? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want to destroy this happy entry but..&lt;br /&gt;sigh okay people who know me know usually im not the angry type.&lt;br /&gt;but there are certain things that gets to me real bad.&lt;br /&gt;and im terrible at being two faced- dont worry im working on that.&lt;br /&gt;not very free at the moment but doesnt mean i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;just one thing:&lt;br /&gt;try not to screw around too much with things that matter most&lt;br /&gt;to me, or you'll be sorry, pinky promise.&lt;br /&gt;run along with that happy arrogance while you can.&lt;br /&gt;oh and cheerios.&lt;br /&gt;for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-4268318260216132540?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-3248689422135530974</id><published>2010-07-07T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:35:35.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah just one piece of advice for anyone:&lt;br /&gt;when trying to cook protein (also known as chicken, beef, fish or pork etc.)&lt;br /&gt;please please please&lt;br /&gt;try to understand that timing is important&lt;br /&gt;so that those eating will not have such a &lt;strong&gt;tough&lt;/strong&gt; time (get the pun?).&lt;br /&gt;i do not take bio so i dont know the reactions meat&lt;br /&gt;goes through when being heated.&lt;br /&gt;but i do know how bad it gets when overcooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know how much love is put into cooking.&lt;br /&gt;so the mouth is always kept shut&lt;br /&gt;but its really &lt;strong&gt;tough&lt;/strong&gt; for us,&lt;br /&gt;since we &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; it but dont adore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more papers to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-3248689422135530974?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/3248689422135530974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=3248689422135530974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3248689422135530974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3248689422135530974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#3248689422135530974' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-9010717566977041494</id><published>2010-07-01T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T00:19:08.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its not the one that asks if you're alright after a fall&lt;br /&gt;but the one that offers the bandage.&lt;br /&gt;its not the one that compliments the dress&lt;br /&gt;but the one that says those earrings dont match.&lt;br /&gt;its not the one that has the same goal in mind&lt;br /&gt;but the one that remains alongside to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;its not the one that makes it seem alright&lt;br /&gt;but the one that shouts it in your face.&lt;br /&gt;its not the one that hangs out everyday&lt;br /&gt;but the one that's just a call away.&lt;br /&gt;its not the one that settles it&lt;br /&gt;but the one who accepts it.&lt;br /&gt;its not love that wants to spend life together&lt;br /&gt;but love that whispers i'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the innate things that opens the door&lt;br /&gt;and that's what friends are for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-9010717566977041494?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/9010717566977041494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=9010717566977041494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/9010717566977041494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/9010717566977041494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#9010717566977041494' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-8910702202085206716</id><published>2010-06-27T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T22:38:36.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;END OF JUNE HOLIDAYS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it came and it went. looks like its back to reality. not as though the holidays were much of a holiday anyway since there was work and studying to be done. well, looking on the bright side, did manage to catch up with some friends i havent really spoken to since the year started and did manage to get a break, to enjoy time off routines and to wake up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe tomorrow its back to waking at 0600 hours?!?!?!! and not to mention the immediate block tests. everything's about to go uphill from here with IOC and prelims next. four more months and its the big IBs. the mere thought simply sends jitters down my spine but oh well, its inevitable i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello to those big ol' school gates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-8910702202085206716?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-236245474679336189</id><published>2010-06-26T14:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:40:29.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-"then why did you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;-"because you're not perfect."&lt;br /&gt;-"WHAT?!! i'm gonna give you one more chance to answer that."&lt;br /&gt;-"yeah because you're not perfect. well, and that's because i'm not perfect. i'm not exceptionally smart. i'm not hollywood actor handsome. i'm not out of this world rich. so - so if you were perfect, then i'd be thinking to myself - why the heck did this woman marry me? and then i'd live with this guilt all my life."&lt;br /&gt;-"well... you might not be smart, but you can tip toe through a mine field better than anyone i know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from desperate housewives, season idontknow episode idontknow&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the imperfections that are capable of making things perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-236245474679336189?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/236245474679336189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=236245474679336189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/236245474679336189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/236245474679336189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#236245474679336189' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-5515425620986122048</id><published>2010-06-20T03:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T03:16:32.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>could easily turn this post into an unhappy post but i shall refrain.&lt;br /&gt;well we're half way through the holidays if not three quarters through,&lt;br /&gt;and work's been there all the while, been annoying to clear the pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;term two was exciting i guess, ups and downs, though i the downs clearly clearly outweighed the ups. when people say they've got misunderstood, i now am fully equiped to say i know how you feel. but well putting the bad things aside, the term ended well i guess (: birthday was great, had a huge load of cards and letters this year thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and okay im bored stiff, its 3am in the morning off to bed bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus loves me this i know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-5515425620986122048?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/5515425620986122048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=5515425620986122048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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be a constant in my life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you Jesus, deep down in my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-740954068108769852?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/740954068108769852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=740954068108769852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/740954068108769852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/740954068108769852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#740954068108769852' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-9160402318113586754</id><published>2010-06-03T01:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T01:45:57.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like i can take on the world now! :D&lt;br /&gt;bring it on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-9160402318113586754?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/9160402318113586754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=9160402318113586754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/9160402318113586754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/9160402318113586754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#9160402318113586754' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-3958854842553783884</id><published>2010-05-20T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:49:42.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched bak play his final tennis match today. thought it was coupled with so much emotion and determination throughout the entire season for him. especially in the past few days leading up to the final. either way, was a job well done even though the score could've gone either way! he tried his best, playing against the better player for the day. but the cheering from the crowd was indeed, moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;council investiture was just the day before and yes yes all of us year sixes have comments, both good and bad, about the 5th council. actually, i've heard mostly bad comments but whatever doesnt exactly concern our cohort so im fine with that. but when our council stepped down, it was that same old nostalgia all over again, not so much for me, but for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it served as yet another signal, that our time in the school's gradually coming to an end. another landmark which states our journey into the real, gruesome world will begin soon. its like those roadsigns on the highway eeks. first was squash step down, now its our own council stepping down. very soon it'll be guitar comm's step down. and before long, we'll be kicked out of the school because we're too old to be in it! dread that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know being normal students, we all wish for exams to fly by so we can play. on the contrary, i want it to stay far far away. when we sit for the november papers, it'll mean point seventeen '09/'10 will be history. it'll mean not having to wake up at the gross 6am ever again. it'll mean we all wont get to see each other 24/5 a week!! D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find myself looking back more and more these past couple of weeks. of what was and what had and what we were etc. its terrible living in the past because everything in the present starts to appear too stressful or less perfect than what it is. but some things, you cant help but want it back. there are these moments in time you simply want to freeze, to savour, to embrace for long. yet its all just a memory. how ironic though, memories are the only ones that has the ability to preserve, without defect, without depreciation, these moments.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah okay dead tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-3958854842553783884?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/3958854842553783884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=3958854842553783884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3958854842553783884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3958854842553783884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#3958854842553783884' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-6223789526624597601</id><published>2010-05-12T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T00:32:31.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay this is utterly random, but got really bored while doing world lit so went over to the sony ericsson wta tour website and found out that serena williams has been world number 1 since the entire year and venus williams is number 3 :D and number 2 goes to wozniacki but who cares, seriously dont think she'll stay there for long. REALLY HAPPY THE WILLIAMS ARE BACK AT THE TOP, where they belong!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha its been a decade since they first took the number 1 and 2 rankings simultaneously. ahh i could go on forever talking about tennis but i shall not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, the previous two months was different. learnt valuable lessons, about life, the way i view things, how i should take things from different perspectives, and ultimately to trust God in everything which seems rather difficult at times. oh and the talk on sunday by mel and daniel was probably the most relevant and insightful teaching i've heard in ages! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of course the cliche nostalgia that sets in. find myself increasingly thinking about the past five or so years in the school. realised that i miss a gazillion and one things. not trying to put down year five and six, but comparing to secondary school, it was much better back then! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched acjc's guitar orchestra's concert, and its just so so touching that the guys that went over havent changed one bit! catching up has never been better, i mean reminiscing about our past experiences, making madam cry during MEP and sneaking into the choir practices just to laugh. and then watching them develop to become brilliant solo guitarists, impressive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and looking forward, there's gonna be another set of things im gonna miss when the academic year ends. gosh, its gonna suck so bad! the ending of the squash season made all of us miss each other already, what's going to happen when lessons stop and mugging starts! all the retarded classes, chemistry practicals, bad jokes, food parties, annotating of lit texts and the list goes on. maybe, just maybe the last day of school will be an emotional one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but well, till then there's still more work to be done, more mugging to accomplish sigh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i guess at the end of the day, im just so so thankful to Him for the millions of blessings that come my way every now and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-6223789526624597601?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/6223789526624597601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=6223789526624597601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6223789526624597601'/><link 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whoever loves God must also love his brother."&lt;br /&gt;- 1 John 4:21&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-6938140202896229101?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/6938140202896229101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=6938140202896229101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6938140202896229101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6938140202896229101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#6938140202896229101' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-3643604780118054814</id><published>2010-05-03T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T20:34:44.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone gets increasingly bored with work, or is it just me? the thought of essays and internal assessments i dislike, to the core! when's the last time i ever had a chance to laze around the house without having to bother about anything, without being judged by my parents for not doing work, for slacking off. i know i shouldnt be feeling this way, but me putting in the time to accomplish good grades or to get my assignments over and done with, i find it increasingly so that i wouldnt disappoint my parents. i feel terribly guilty. i know all the talk about how this whole education is mine, and that im working for my benefit not others, and all i should think about is for myself to achieve something good because its my future. but its really come to a point where, im doing all these just so that mummy wouldnt accuse me of wasting a three day holiday away, just so that i wouldnt say no when im asked if i've finished my work. just so that i can tell myself i didnt waste my two years in this course. not to mention the pressure as the younger one, with other people before you. the comparison, the weight placed on your shoulders to out do them, to not repeat their mistakes. doesnt help that all these added together, makes me so afraid of failure. ultimately, im so afraid i would disappoint my parents. sadly, i know i shouldnt feel this way, but i cant help but think like that once in awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-3643604780118054814?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/3643604780118054814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=3643604780118054814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3643604780118054814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3643604780118054814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#3643604780118054814' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-7548603587039262134</id><published>2010-04-18T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T01:09:57.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been awhile since something new got posted here. between then and now, just so many things - good and bad - have happened and its nearly impossible to list everything down. and embedded within the multitude of things that occured, a million and one learning points to take away, some surprisingly obvious but a couple - completely bewildering. well, perhaps the biggest take away i could ever ever gain from all these is that first, God is the only one that will ever remain unchanged. and second, expect the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been increasingly exhausting trying to juggle an everlasting pile of homework, assignments, tests to study for, cca commitments, church commitments and having to speak to people just to maintain the minimal level of sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently its only going to get tougher from here, when the major examinations kick in and the study stress intensifies. alone, i'll definitely be overwhelmed by these towering demands. but i know, my God shovels through the pile of mess im shrouded in, and shows me just how "He has been good to me" -Psalm 13:6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-7548603587039262134?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-3530365586689388432</id><published>2010-02-26T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:24:03.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/S4fm8Dp5_OI/AAAAAAAAAd8/G_vZuenUalo/s1600-h/27032008010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442572594148146402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/S4fm8Dp5_OI/AAAAAAAAAd8/G_vZuenUalo/s320/27032008010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;" But I trust in your unfailing love;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart rejoices in your salvation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will sing to the LORD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for he has been good to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-Psalm 13: 5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD IS GOOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-3530365586689388432?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/3530365586689388432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=3530365586689388432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3530365586689388432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3530365586689388432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#3530365586689388432' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/S4fm8Dp5_OI/AAAAAAAAAd8/G_vZuenUalo/s72-c/27032008010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-6284971918240526261</id><published>2010-02-16T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T00:14:00.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ever stopped to consider the wonders of a smile? :D&lt;br /&gt;how it chases away the blues of another&lt;br /&gt;the everlasting warmth that transcends from it&lt;br /&gt;the friendly implications bursting out of it&lt;br /&gt;the thousand words hidden within it&lt;br /&gt;the lifetime of jovial truths whispered through it&lt;br /&gt;the eloquent energy emerging amidst it&lt;br /&gt;and with one of those, abolishing any negativity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but amazing are the ones who makes another smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks to those who ever made me smile! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-6284971918240526261?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/6284971918240526261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=6284971918240526261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6284971918240526261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6284971918240526261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#6284971918240526261' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-8893183820279125474</id><published>2010-01-30T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T19:40:17.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/S2QZ_DjgjzI/AAAAAAAAAd0/MalEUWY_CPE/s1600-h/serena+williams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432495621592354610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/S2QZ_DjgjzI/AAAAAAAAAd0/MalEUWY_CPE/s320/serena+williams.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" COME ON!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there's anything that makes me truly truly smile amidst studies amidst projects and amidst me pending to make the squash team, it's TENNIS! and &lt;strong&gt;serena williams&lt;/strong&gt; did it again (: beat henin 6-4, 3-6, 6-2 and im a very happy kid now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-8893183820279125474?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/8893183820279125474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=8893183820279125474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8893183820279125474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8893183820279125474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#8893183820279125474' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/S2QZ_DjgjzI/AAAAAAAAAd0/MalEUWY_CPE/s72-c/serena+williams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-7914660535480711782</id><published>2010-01-17T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:18:20.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate the week that just went by, but i loved it.&lt;div&gt;cause God showed me just THAT much more of Himself! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He showed me that through Him i can do anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He showed me that i should not be afraid or discouraged because He is with me wherever i go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He showed me that with faith we can move mountains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He showed me that i should seek first His Kingdom and everything shall be added unto me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He showed me that as long as He is in control, nothing can ever ever go wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He showed me just how &lt;b&gt;wide&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;i&gt;long&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;u&gt;high&lt;/u&gt; and DEEP is His love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its definitely more than enough to get me through this year (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-7914660535480711782?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/7914660535480711782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=7914660535480711782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7914660535480711782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7914660535480711782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#7914660535480711782' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-8750242794246664364</id><published>2010-01-03T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:57:57.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was thinking about how this year would be, and this song randomly played on itunes when it was on shuffle. looks like i'm going to have to let HIM take control of this year, i've been driving on my own for way too long anywayy HAHAHA i just love God so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati&lt;br /&gt;On a snow white Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;Going home to see her Mama and her Daddy&lt;br /&gt;With the baby in the backseat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifty miles to go and she was running low&lt;br /&gt;On faith and gasoline&lt;br /&gt;It'd been a long hard year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a lot on her mind and she didn't pay attention&lt;br /&gt;She was going way too fast&lt;br /&gt;Before she knew it she was spinning&lt;br /&gt;On a thin black sheet of glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She saw both their lives flash before her eyes&lt;br /&gt;She didn't even have time to cry&lt;br /&gt;She was so scared&lt;br /&gt;She threw her hands up in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Take it from my hands&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't do this on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;So give me one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To save me from this road I'm on&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, take the wheel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Jesus, Take the Wheel by Carrie Underwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-8750242794246664364?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/8750242794246664364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=8750242794246664364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8750242794246664364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8750242794246664364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#8750242794246664364' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-3547673315270228569</id><published>2010-01-03T01:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T01:53:09.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodbye 2009 HELLO 2010!!! (:&lt;div&gt;fast end so i can enjoy myself without having to think about studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, though this is late HAPPY NEW YEAR! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like to be optimistic and know that this year is going to be better than the previous one, i hope it is! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well normally i do this extremely long long post, but let's just take a look at 10 good things and 5 bad things that happened in the past year haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. got into the best class i could ever ask for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. learnt how to play squash properly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. had fun at the WOW school trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. led worship for the first time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. went on another 149 holiday!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. planned Diocese Youth Camp '09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. met tons of new people from either school or DYC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. got promoted to year 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. enjoyed a memorable guitar SYF though it was silver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. experienced God in a way like never before, i love HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anddd of course many many more, if you were in my life back in 2009 you're one of the many blessings that i got and thanks so so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. lightning struck thrice on the same spot this year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. been extremely tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. spent almost all the cash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. drifted from God very much the entire year until camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. stopped badminton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i wont brood on the bad, and look forward to a brand new year :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year.. well i really want to make it the best possible year. being the last year in AC and all. forge friendships that will last, study properly i swear i'd better do well. i can foresee this year being one of the toughest ones too, since its the big final year exam. but on the way, getting closer to God, taking each step with Him and making each decision with Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright that's it, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-3547673315270228569?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/3547673315270228569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=3547673315270228569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-3557305231412687596?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/3557305231412687596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=3557305231412687596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3557305231412687596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3557305231412687596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#3557305231412687596' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-2550211473609981951</id><published>2009-12-18T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:51:48.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"new is good but old is best."&lt;div&gt;i remember this old poem my cousin used to write in people's autograph books. you know the kind that little kids keep? yeah those kind. she wrote it in my sister's and the poem contained a line like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never really understood what this line meant until recently. man how long did it take? probably a decade or so. i really dont see what's so fantastic about a momentary high. the kind of feeling you get when doing something new, they call it novelty i think. after a while it dies off. and then when that good feeling's gone, you take a look around and realise that its the old things that continue to stand by you, and look you in the eye saying "didn't i tell you so?!". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway, who cares right. our generation's all about feeling and what's nice and ohthisisfunletsgotryit. in the past, it was all about survival, and whether this would benefit my entire household and family and friend, and based on commitment rather than self centred-ness. now its just go with the flow. hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah and on a separate note, trespassers are often not treated nicely. no matter how much in peace they come in, go overboard and BOOM bye bye! try it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all this i learnt in the past couples of weeks. of course there's more but boring to type!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-2550211473609981951?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/2550211473609981951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=2550211473609981951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2550211473609981951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2550211473609981951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#2550211473609981951' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-1771548600696377016</id><published>2009-12-12T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:38:56.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"flirting is condoned as long as it remains coquetry."&lt;div&gt;this quote came to mind a couple of days ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flirting? what does this  feisty little word refer to. some say its the art of seducing a person of the opposite gender, others say its an act of getting another person's attention. whatever the case i think its a combination of seducing and getting attention. actually think about it, those two words are very much the same. just that one seems slightly more negative than the other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why flirt. simple! as mentioned, to get another person's attention DUH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how to flirt. as mentioned, its an art? every one has their own means and ways. some prefer to annoy, some would rather talk at the top of their voice aka make loads of noise, some like to act cool and ignore people, some just dont care and that in itself is flirting. just take a minute to observe people in a setting of a group of ten to fifteen people. its quite interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, the quote says that flirting is only ever condoned if it remains as coquetry. go think about it and see what it means. anything more than coquetry and its quite a mean thing to do. whoever understands this, understands what i mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh okay tired already bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-1771548600696377016?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/1771548600696377016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=1771548600696377016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1771548600696377016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1771548600696377016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#1771548600696377016' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-2500204258289670527</id><published>2009-12-11T02:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T03:21:00.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its late at night. still cant sleep. been like that the past couple of nights.&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look out the window and see an empty mrt station and empty roads.&lt;br /&gt;the night air so crisp. bought this mini christmas tree from ikea earlier today, or more of yesterday. and its sitting beside me as i type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how some times, there are people who are helpful. so helpful. but the more helpful they become the less helpful they become. you know? BOOMZ. the irony of life perhaps. too much of everything and it back fires big time. like eating too much chilli padi to set a camp olympics record you think you've won and then it back fires you get a stomach upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemistry stares at me in the face and tells me it needs to be studied. but no chemical equilibria is so so boring. okay maybe not, not more than two pages have been read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate it how giving up is always the easiest way out of things. hate it how you hear "I GIVE UP" so readily, especially when it counts the most. why is serena williams so good? cause she never gives up. and she's already won 13 grand slam titles. she can be down a set, down two breaks in the second and still fight back to win the match. give her eight match points in a row she'd probably win seven and a half of those points before she cracks. why would anyone give up on anything? the battle isnt over until the last soldier is dead. or whatever analogy you wanna use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the best is, even before the battle and you say you give up. you deserve a beating if that's you. i mean, did you even try? why say lose when you havent even tried? even before the first shot is struck, pardon me im a racket sport player, you tell yourself this match is going to be bad. do you require scolding? no, maybe its because you run away from the situation whenever someone raises his or her voice at you. do you need your friends to pester you to the brink of violence? to the point where you shout at your friends to shut up? what kind of messed up thinking is that. no one should ever think of giving up before stepping on the court. oh by the way, no particular person being shot at here, just a random rant on how giving up always seems like the easy way out when it isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a random note, i was asked this question a few months back by schoolmate: out of the five love languages which one is the most powerful? after very very deep profound pondering, i very much think its the sense of touch. when someone is crying, placing an arm around the person would solve everything. when you're happy, a high five with your friend would accentuate the elation. when you're in love, im sure i wouldnt have to elaborate. of course, a double edge sword cuts both ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psychology intrigues me. maybe i'd do that next time. human behaviour and things like that. walk down orchard road and you know who is whose best friend, who are lovers and who are having a quarrel. they call this "people watching"? yeah quite true and its fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay time to sleep tomorrow's a packed day for crying out loud. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-2500204258289670527?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/2500204258289670527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=2500204258289670527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2500204258289670527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2500204258289670527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#2500204258289670527' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-2466861094415704215</id><published>2009-12-09T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:17:28.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;heaven is trembling in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;awe of your wonder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the kings and their kingdoms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are standing amazed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here in your presence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are undone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here in your presence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heaven and earth become one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here in your presence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all things are new&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here in your presence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything bows before you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wonderful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;glorious &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;matchless in every way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Diocesan Youth Camp 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-2466861094415704215?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/2466861094415704215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=2466861094415704215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2466861094415704215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2466861094415704215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#2466861094415704215' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-3680303138035093719</id><published>2009-11-21T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:52:51.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man i take a look at the academic year that has passed. and see God's loving hand working through each and every day. and i take comfort in the fact that He worked it out just as He had planned it. and its just so so good. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never has so much happened that the year went by so fast without a single chance to even embrace, the slightest ounce, whatever was before us. as our singaporean beauty queen puts it, boomz! the year was once again, too fast. WAYYY too fast. but it was good (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;regrets or no regrets. its more or less over. some things to be remembered, while some things i cant remember :/ on a side note: i regret not being as warm as i could the first 2 weeks. winning captain's ball as an OG. WOW was the experience that i wont ever forget. dancing with the class. winning captain's ball with the class. didnt want the year to fly by so fast though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah well. thanks to msn this post is rather nostalgic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-3680303138035093719?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/3680303138035093719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=3680303138035093719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3680303138035093719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3680303138035093719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#3680303138035093719' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-6414938861697311310</id><published>2009-11-11T15:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T15:55:34.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you very much because you always give me allowance and bus fare top ups.....&lt;br /&gt;KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;i love you very much for being someone i can trust and someone i can tell anything to.&lt;br /&gt;for being so cool, for going out shopping, for being funny.&lt;br /&gt;and for being such a great mum.&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-6414938861697311310?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/6414938861697311310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=6414938861697311310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6414938861697311310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6414938861697311310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#6414938861697311310' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-2889601693629998272</id><published>2009-11-11T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T15:53:28.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SvpsEodgnxI/AAAAAAAAAds/0_X6HWH29xQ/s1600-h/New+Balance+Real+Run+2009+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402749529820798738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SvpsEodgnxI/AAAAAAAAAds/0_X6HWH29xQ/s320/New+Balance+Real+Run+2009+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;NEW BALANCE RUN 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a year since we started running 10km marathons and HAHAHA oh my what an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year was basically ditto of last years. since cheryl and i were severely unfit. daddy and natnat well, ran ahead as always HAHAHA. and to the many many more years to come heheh. the jumpshot is the best i've ever seen i love it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddd i love it how eating's been such a good sport :D thanks for the past year yo! you eat and you exercise how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddd i love it how natnat's been getting influenced to play tennis (because its only the most elegant sport in the world yes? :D) and now joining us at 10km runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddd i love it how daddy's always been there to be fit and setting a good example for me (: someone once said, "how does it feel like to have a body builder father?"&lt;br /&gt;zehzeh was like, "huhh?!?"&lt;br /&gt;he replied, "yeah what, his muscles are screaming for oxygen!!"&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHHHA i laughed out loud when zeh told me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i need to get fit again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-2889601693629998272?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/2889601693629998272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=2889601693629998272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2889601693629998272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2889601693629998272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#2889601693629998272' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SvpsEodgnxI/AAAAAAAAAds/0_X6HWH29xQ/s72-c/New+Balance+Real+Run+2009+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-195002528109957582</id><published>2009-11-11T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T15:46:10.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH im very bored. talking to jaime now and pondering about how low a note school ended with. but whatever i didnt like it, but towards the end of the night the number of people emotionally sound could be counted on ONE hand. and that included myself. oh well hahaha lets hope the class gathering makes up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT the holidays started on a magnificient note :D :D&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU &lt;u&gt;ANNETTE LEE&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;NATNAT&lt;/u&gt; for the wonderful saturday.&lt;br /&gt;the beach was wonderful. the ice cream was good. choco was cute. maggi mee is always awesome no doubt about that. dinner was cool. stayover with natnat wont ever be any less fun.&lt;br /&gt;and i think hannah montana is a retarded showw LOL damn stupid the jokes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;nette&lt;/u&gt; yes yes let's go marks and spencers soon (: i love the dark chocolate digestive biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;focus camp this entire week. *dreads it*&lt;br /&gt;but oh well i'll get past it and do well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEBBIE GOH! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you're the best senior anyone can ever ask for seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i doubt you'd see this because you're too busy mugging for IB now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-195002528109957582?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/195002528109957582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=195002528109957582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/195002528109957582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/195002528109957582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#195002528109957582' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-2162031024315090464</id><published>2009-11-03T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:41:33.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHINESE IS OVER!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;paper 1 was quite nicely done woah but paper 2, everyone could only do one question?&lt;br /&gt;oh well lets hope the compre and oral pulls everything up ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway GOOD JOB TO DARYL LOW for being excited about tennis.&lt;br /&gt;but please dont learn wrong strokes or injure yourself LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are things in my messed up life i need to set right by this holidays.&lt;br /&gt;and that's A LOT of things including studies and projects and cca.&lt;br /&gt;i think i can do it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church camp sign up's quite alright! HAHAHA barely met the target of 33 people.&lt;br /&gt;lets hope the rest turn up.&lt;br /&gt;DARREN LOW please go go go go? :D:D pretty please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddd okay that's it for now im happy today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dont worry i'll get you &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; flowers ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-2162031024315090464?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/2162031024315090464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=2162031024315090464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2162031024315090464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2162031024315090464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#2162031024315090464' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-6290399927130287811</id><published>2009-11-02T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:50:02.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been very long since i really got angry at someone.&lt;br /&gt;hate it when its so peaceful and suddenly this blob of noise just pops right back into your life and starts howling at everything that she places her eyes on and roaring about with that crazy high pitch voice.&lt;br /&gt;not everyone can tolerate this because not everyone rears chicken in their backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im quite mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-6290399927130287811?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/6290399927130287811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=6290399927130287811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6290399927130287811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6290399927130287811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#6290399927130287811' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-1367521935313512038</id><published>2009-10-30T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T13:39:41.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay since i was asked to, i'll post! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;life's been quite interesting the past week or so. and nowwww im very tired and deprived of sleep haha loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday we had anglolympics (: it was suuuper fun! HAHAHA like, as a class we played dodgeball and captain's ball. and we made it to the dodgeball finalsssss! then we lost -_-" OH WELL. andd captain's ball was damn fun, we played brilliantly i think and made it the semi finals and its not been played yet sooo ehehhe maybe we'll win :D okay hopefully we play well. very proud of the class yo! and its quite emo now that YEAR 5 IS ENDINGGGGG! D: D: wahlau every year just seems to past by faster and faster. but &lt;u&gt;yes&lt;/u&gt; i did have a lot of fun this year! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was lunchhhh at marche's! :D :D hahaha damn fun please im so glad finally got to catch up annette and natnat and marcus. talked the afternoon away laughing at a million things. CAROL was epic (: she helped us "fix our pumpkin!" AHAHHAHA. i love carol but too bad didnt say bye to her cause &lt;strong&gt;she was busy&lt;/strong&gt; and not cause we didnt dare ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was tennis at twin's houseee :D HELLO DARYL GOOD JOB YOU DECIDED TO LEARN TENNIS i'll teach you more next time! hehehhe and &lt;strong&gt;grab darren along&lt;/strong&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then monday and tuesday was really really fun! i think like half the class got into this dance performance thing for the chinese karaoke competition. we were entertainment for the school kinda thing. so we practiced this sexy dance choreographed by our wonderful &lt;u&gt;jaime&lt;/u&gt; and it was a blast (: we wore pink based clothes and went on stage and had tons of fun hahahha. i didnt expect it to be this awesome but it was. and its amazing now that 10 years down the road, we can look back and said we danced on stage together with pink clothes and sexy dance moves hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday &lt;strong&gt;squash resumed&lt;/strong&gt; FINALLY! otherwise i'd turn into a couch potato already. actually no, it resumed on monday but had to practice the dance thing. love playing squashhhh hehehe. oh dinner was cool too! stayed till late with aw yeong and nicholas having fun chatting :D they're the best because its always fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andd yesterday was lan outing with jiansheng shaun and meredith. :D and must thank meredith and jiansheng for waiting at the bus stop with me damn nice of them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now there's TOK and EE to finishhhh. oh i forgot to mention my results sucked so im going to turn into a nerd very soon after im done with those 2 project based things. forgive me if i dont go out and play! because if by mid years 2010 i dont score well, i think im doomed and wont ever forgive myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its going to be God, church, school work, squash, guitar from now on. (:&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-1367521935313512038?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/1367521935313512038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=1367521935313512038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1367521935313512038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1367521935313512038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#1367521935313512038' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-6589062717153164980</id><published>2009-10-21T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:12:59.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIANSHENG! :D :D&lt;div&gt;thanks for the many years of listening to my crap, doing stupid things together, being in the same class and now in the same cca HAHAH its been a blast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope you liked your birthday and lies that we told you ehehehe. simple as it was we really hoped it made your day ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the marking days end NOW. tomorrow there's school and im not really looking forward to it because we're anticipating some scolding from slim over some retarded issues. i really really dont like it when he scolds.. there's this epic snarl on his face and then asking rhetorical questions that he expects answers to. sighh oh well oh well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anddd i really hope training resumes soon. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay IA time bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-6589062717153164980?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/6589062717153164980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=6589062717153164980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6589062717153164980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6589062717153164980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#6589062717153164980' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-2413293287104355900</id><published>2009-10-04T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:41:37.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/Ssd-CvV60gI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7ZQc7ztFr4k/s1600-h/NAT!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388414064705327618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/Ssd-CvV60gI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7ZQc7ztFr4k/s320/NAT!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAPPY SEVENTEENTH TO THE ONE AND ONLY NATHANIEL GHUI! :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the many years of laughter and nonsense we always come up with HAHAHHAHA!! its damn special growing up with a friend like you. to the many more moments of retarded-ness together ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-2413293287104355900?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/2413293287104355900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=2413293287104355900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2413293287104355900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2413293287104355900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#2413293287104355900' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/Ssd-CvV60gI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7ZQc7ztFr4k/s72-c/NAT!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-1303922523475192939</id><published>2009-09-29T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T23:21:22.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEHEHAHAHOHOHO!&lt;br /&gt;its exactly 1 week to promos yo.&lt;br /&gt;let's hope we do well eh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must thank EATINGG for the wonderful snacks xie4 xie4 ni3! :D&lt;br /&gt;made studying so much more fun.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;u&gt;belgian butters&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;were the bestest man.&lt;br /&gt;and if you see this, WE'RE GOING ON AN EATING SPREE AFTER YOUR EXAMSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;sakae sushi buffet sounds good? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and &lt;strong&gt;11&lt;/strong&gt; is the number! :D if this makes sense to youu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay study time.&lt;br /&gt;im very hungry now, its 11:20pm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-1303922523475192939?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/1303922523475192939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=1303922523475192939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1303922523475192939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1303922523475192939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#1303922523475192939' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-4535547476276983368</id><published>2009-09-21T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:03:48.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was slow but it was fruitful. but well throughout the day there were retarded moments of spacing out just thinking about random things. and ahh very irritating sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat stayed over last night. and ahh i miss my church mates so much so much really. how long have &lt;strong&gt;we&lt;/strong&gt; not talked to each other already hurr? apart from the HIs and BYEs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study over at tieh's house was good since we managed to focus for almost 3 hours without taking useless breaks in between. :D just like back then during mid years hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could something so perfectly pieced together with the most delicate of craftmanships break apart so easily hurr! like diamond suddenly turning into graphite?! what kind of lousy chemistry is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was english extra class. i love those 3, the three who never fail to bring laughter and smiles and turning the class into an exclusive picnic hehe. im glad squash was my choice, since we can vent as much onto the wall as we want HAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt help that i cant remember primary school. sad case!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDY STUDY STUDYYYYY for the next two weeks please.&lt;br /&gt;okay BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-4535547476276983368?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/4535547476276983368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=4535547476276983368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4535547476276983368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4535547476276983368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#4535547476276983368' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-1999074648003169500</id><published>2009-09-16T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:50:19.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah yo ah yo here we go again sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-1999074648003169500?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/1999074648003169500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=1999074648003169500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1999074648003169500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1999074648003169500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#1999074648003169500' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-3546630078130767398</id><published>2009-09-15T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:42:37.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO THIS IF FOR YOU TO SEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;yupp you should know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah im so bored anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and just on sunday damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sze wing: oh shaunald so what church do you go to?&lt;br /&gt;shaunald: haha at queenstown there, Church of the Good Shepherd.&lt;br /&gt;sze wing: *laughing madly with the most interesting laughter*&lt;br /&gt;shauanld: ??&lt;br /&gt;sze wing: omg so cute your church name, so you all are the good sheep luh!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway back to mugging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-3546630078130767398?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/3546630078130767398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=3546630078130767398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3546630078130767398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3546630078130767398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#3546630078130767398' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-1044185649741019360</id><published>2009-09-10T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:11:58.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i haveeee..&lt;br /&gt;3 chemistry IAs &lt;br /&gt;3 english essays&lt;br /&gt;2 chemistry energetics assignments&lt;br /&gt;1 geography EE oral defense&lt;br /&gt;1 tok presentation&lt;br /&gt;1 econs IA&lt;br /&gt;2 birthday cards&lt;br /&gt;1 lunch to attend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all to be completed by 13th september :D&lt;br /&gt;can one! must focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holidays have been soothing perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;geography field trip on monday was HAHA quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;the river water was seriously very nice, although i expected a much larger river for us to splash around in but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha the bus ride back was hmm interesting? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then chemistry plus studying at kap on tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;so dejavu, just like mid years that time.&lt;br /&gt;but either its always good studying with friends (:&lt;br /&gt;can focus and plus, when you dont know you can ask questions.&lt;br /&gt;too bad mum and dad dont really believe in studying with people.&lt;br /&gt;they always think that we'll talk talk talk.&lt;br /&gt;i've seriously given up trying to convince them alr.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was chemistry again!&lt;br /&gt;thennn went for a short shopping spree for a present.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA its been so loooonngggg but super fun ;D&lt;br /&gt;but in the end didnt even find anything that suitable HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the evening was nice.&lt;br /&gt;not too noisy, not to uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;good food, good fun i like (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddd today's just..LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;going to finish all the stupid IAs by today.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention the essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides..cant take my mind off US open ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;too bad i dont have the channel rawr.&lt;br /&gt;OH and the laptop's down. cant stand it!&lt;br /&gt;should i repair or just get a new one heh.&lt;br /&gt;but ookay larh dont waste the parents' money anymore.&lt;br /&gt;since they've been paying so much for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's promos to be studying for.&lt;br /&gt;apparently im supposed to be aiming high.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh but easier said than done?&lt;br /&gt;need to finally put in as much effort as i can.&lt;br /&gt;but can i? sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;need some motivation but how maybe i tell myself that if i dont get higher than 37 points i'll not be allowed out of the house for the whole of november? but no..that's just absurd because i'll probably break the promise anyway. maybe i'll not be able to train for the whole of november or smth. no cannot, cause its quite stupid right. i'll probably break the promise again anyway. &lt;br /&gt;ah whatever, im just gonna mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just watch me!=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-1044185649741019360?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/1044185649741019360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=1044185649741019360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1044185649741019360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1044185649741019360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#1044185649741019360' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-4566087902299571478</id><published>2009-08-13T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:04:51.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and i guess the days seem to be getting darker.. people aint as happy as they were last year. and i've seen more tears roll down people's cheeks than i've seen shuttlecocks flying across a badminton court. and people getting emo because of him and because of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but awesome! we finally have our own class pair HAHAHHA! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-4566087902299571478?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/4566087902299571478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=4566087902299571478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4566087902299571478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4566087902299571478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#4566087902299571478' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-7230398018206191398</id><published>2009-08-13T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:58:48.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's tons of work to be completed &lt;u&gt;by this weekend.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason i dont feel that much urgency heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's stinking &lt;strong&gt;iop&lt;/strong&gt; next monday! and not to mention the amount of &lt;u&gt;chemistry assignments&lt;/u&gt; we have to complete. damn. oh shoot there's an &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;econs test&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. good job shaunald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but either way i thank God for amazing friends to share the pain with.&lt;br /&gt;stayed back in school today with jaime and HAHA it was fun! (: its never boring with her. and joel joined us shortly after, so we all chatted for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class has been quite okay. i think geog chem and maths are the bestest lessons ever! :D especially maths, with vincent lee being entertainment for us. he's darn funny whenever he complains about another teacher or his dogs ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guitar's been suspended for awhile. thanks to &lt;strong&gt;insufficient&lt;/strong&gt; funds!! oh gosh. but i guess its good so now i dont have to juggle between two ccas andddd MORE TIME TO STUDY. siannn better get studying soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's just so much to complete. dont feel like doing already sigh. and the whole body's aching from training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's this for ib.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-7230398018206191398?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/7230398018206191398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=7230398018206191398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7230398018206191398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7230398018206191398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#7230398018206191398' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-6824673323621302905</id><published>2009-08-10T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:52:47.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SoAmI8Fzs4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/dV6mg15tsGw/s1600-h/23122007092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368332690836927362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SoAmI8Fzs4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/dV6mg15tsGw/s200/23122007092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHERRILL!!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;how i thank God for such a blessing like you.&lt;br /&gt;may your fifteenth year be one that will be full of sweet memories (:&lt;br /&gt;keep shining for Him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-6824673323621302905?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/6824673323621302905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=6824673323621302905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6824673323621302905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6824673323621302905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#6824673323621302905' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SoAmI8Fzs4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/dV6mg15tsGw/s72-c/23122007092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-8643091227340265520</id><published>2009-07-26T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:00:49.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh im finally bothered enough to come post! :D&lt;br /&gt;yes i promised to do a proper WOW post but nahh lazy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyy congrats to ME for getting a one week mc =.=&lt;br /&gt;because of flu-like symptoms HAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt go to church today and man i feel )): cause i miss them!&lt;br /&gt;but the number of "are you okay?" msgs are heart warming thanks guys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so FINALLY im done with guitar foa. and man i didnt know i'd feel this way but guitar's been a journey so interesting and fun and just simply amazing! i mean how often do you get to perform with friends in your very own concert, going through the practices and worrying if we'd make it or not and whether we'd screw up. but yes we did it in due fashion! people liked it, the audience was amazing and the effort shown by every single one of the performers was great. it was comforting to see the relief in everyone's faces when we struck our final note. "phew its over!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ahh its so nostalgic how now i think back, and remember the SYF days. and that sheer sense of accomplishment when we finally completed our competition. then that heartbreak when we found out it was a silver, and the need to defend ourselves as ACSindep's guitar orchestra from various ppl asking "what the hell happened?!??!". i mean, ups and downs are inevitable but what matters is that the friendships forged and knowing that we gave our best effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i regret not taking enough pictures with the seniors and not getting a full orchestra picture. guitar after this foa wont ever be the same again cause the year 6s will be gone. honestly, they were the bestest seniors i ever had in any CCA. namely my section: daniel yee, debbie, tanya. and people like peiyi and zhan feng and eric and pam. ahh im definitely going to miss them VERY MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was soo awesome to know that people who went to acjc kinda left their hearts behind, here, at ACSindep. i guess once you experience the AC experience, its not easy to let go heh. people like caleb chiam, ben kee and tim lau actually helped us pack up after the concert HOW COOL IS THAT! :D :D gosh i love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course to my wonderful friends and &lt;u&gt;family&lt;/u&gt; who came down to support me, taking time out your schedules to come watch the performance that, i admit, i wasnt exactly proud to promote. and yes im so so happy i've got such supportive friends who never hesistated to say YES (: even though it was the 4th year in a row? &lt;u&gt;natnat&lt;/u&gt; this is refering to you :D and thanks &lt;u&gt;annette&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;regina&lt;/u&gt; for coming down the first time i hope you guys had fun. and to my bestest &lt;u&gt;godbrother&lt;/u&gt; ever, who forgot but got reminded and immediately msged me to say he wanted to come. thanks bro! daddy once said, you guys are FRIENDS FOREVER! how true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i never thought i'd say this ever since the first day i stepped in MEP class. but im definitely going to miss ng shau ching. i mean yeahh, i hated music elective and it didnt help that madam was MY teacher for music AND guitar. i created trouble for her, made snide remarks and disrupted class, ponned guitar. but at the end of the day, she was the one that kept guitar orchestra together. im sad she's leaving, i'll miss being able to suan her and AHHH )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp so that's basically guitar orchestra 2009. every major event seems to be over for us. im overwhelmed to know i was part of this guitar experience, though i always say guitar was never my love, it still holds this small part in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MELISSA GOHHHH! )):&lt;br /&gt;i really hope you're doing well in australia, its very quiet without you. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for reasons im not sure of, I MISS SHU!&lt;br /&gt;when i saw you at hillsongs last night you dont know how :D :D :D i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes hillsongs was cool! :D i love singing HIS praises. the music was good the preaching was good. hehehhe but sadly i fell sickk )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, stuck at home for ONE WEEK cause i got 7 day MC. yeah going to miss point seventeen and the fun that comes with it. im gonna stay home and mug yo! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i guess this post is long enough hahhaha. byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-8643091227340265520?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/8643091227340265520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=8643091227340265520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8643091227340265520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8643091227340265520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#8643091227340265520' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-7291688875582851474</id><published>2009-07-20T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:39:50.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exam results out tomorrow sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so what now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-7291688875582851474?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/7291688875582851474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=7291688875582851474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7291688875582851474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7291688875582851474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#7291688875582851474' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-8915721584946958941</id><published>2009-06-08T17:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:20:05.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY so im back from the best ever WOW trip with the bestest best class in the whole wide worldddd! :D :D seriously i'd give ANYTHING to have that all happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since, i have time i shall do it day by day! :D for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday 310509&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to tieh's house to stayover cause he was nice and his dad could send us both down the next morning :) talked and talked then he showed me all the OM videos. oh and i found out how pro our school is at that.. AHHAHA world champions againnnn! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday 010609&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached the airport at 7am to meet for breakfast. then went down to the foodcourt at T3 there to cut cake. wahlau the cake was seriously very very nice, some banana chocolate cake that was from SICC super niceee! :D after that we went to check in the luggages and COOL i was sitting with bak on the plane (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went in to the terminals and well, we had tons of fun sitting the sky trian thing and cam-whoring and buying mrs field's super nice! :D oh yeah then cause its terminal 3 right, so right beside out tiny china eastern plane was this damn big singapore airlines A380. then ahh we were super envious can!!! but too bad china eastern ftw -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah then the plane ride was okayy, and surprisingly the landing was VERY VERY GOOD! :D so i take back my words about the tiny plane haha. oh and then we had this experience like no other, HAHA cause of the swine flu thing, we had to get our temperature taken by health workers when the plane landed. and unfortunately, weisheng had a fever. so guess what.. 7 rows of people got quarantined. and AHHH i tell you it was the most horrifying experience for most of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first we were trying to keep our spirits high and stuff.. singing songs and all that on the way to the hotel. but when we got there, it was like a ghost town, the hotel had people all wrapped up they looked like aliens, the hotel was like all dim and looked super spooky. then it got worse cause we found out we had to bunk ALONE. wahlau like seriously.. we were all freaked out already you make us bunk alone -_-"" but im so glad God was there. then to add to the terrible night, cass lost her passport. sigh so the first day was terribly bad for all of us, bad thing after bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really need to add this in cause i thought what sarah said was so so true. she said "dont be afraid of whatever, cause the evil one knows that we are doing this for Christ and the devil wants to hinder us from it, but we must continue to be glad and have faith becasue we know that what we are doing is good and God will protect us". i think its so true and throughout the rest of the trip we saw God's hand with us all the way :D i love Jesus! yupp so this was day 1. we're so happening arent we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay out for dinner/shopping with mum! :D continue soon.)&lt;br /&gt;pictures below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SizgEwPR87I/AAAAAAAAAdM/T2sxls71KQo/s1600-h/4715_95557241643_729616643_2452364_3168408_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344893230055027634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SizgEwPR87I/AAAAAAAAAdM/T2sxls71KQo/s320/4715_95557241643_729616643_2452364_3168408_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/Sizf5dlLTiI/AAAAAAAAAdE/tAqeWYYDK04/s1600-h/01062009452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344893036068032034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/Sizf5dlLTiI/AAAAAAAAAdE/tAqeWYYDK04/s320/01062009452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SizfvRQgGNI/AAAAAAAAAc8/X0U5jCVGw7s/s1600-h/4715_95557526643_729616643_2452416_6425687_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344892860961396946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SizfvRQgGNI/AAAAAAAAAc8/X0U5jCVGw7s/s320/4715_95557526643_729616643_2452416_6425687_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SizfoMQRN9I/AAAAAAAAAc0/2L_1IEm3IGQ/s1600-h/4715_95557326643_729616643_2452378_2837912_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344892739359160274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SizfoMQRN9I/AAAAAAAAAc0/2L_1IEm3IGQ/s320/4715_95557326643_729616643_2452378_2837912_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-8915721584946958941?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/8915721584946958941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=8915721584946958941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8915721584946958941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8915721584946958941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#8915721584946958941' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SizgEwPR87I/AAAAAAAAAdM/T2sxls71KQo/s72-c/4715_95557241643_729616643_2452364_3168408_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-1170427555031271598</id><published>2009-05-25T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:56:25.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHH I AM OVERWHELMEDDDDDD! ((:&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those who made it extra special haha i love you guys alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the msn wishes to the smses at 12am,&lt;br /&gt;to the wonderful birthday presents i opened at 12 from mel shu leps and sherrill,&lt;br /&gt;to the present zehzeh placed outside my door,&lt;br /&gt;to the longest ever sms received i love you natnat (had to scroll 7 times?),&lt;br /&gt;to the failed spelling of "happy birthday" by lala,&lt;br /&gt;to the shouts at lecture,&lt;br /&gt;to the ruler and card by alethea,&lt;br /&gt;to the countless birthday songs sang,&lt;br /&gt;to the nice nice cake from bread talk,&lt;br /&gt;to the crazy run-around-the-sprinklers,&lt;br /&gt;to the most wonderful wonderful handmade nutella cheesecake topped with oreo bits by grace,&lt;br /&gt;to the marks&amp;amp;spencers present from squash ppl,&lt;br /&gt;to the many handshakes and notes given,&lt;br /&gt;to the going over to nushigh to pass cheryllin 10km form,&lt;br /&gt;to the seeing darren and natalie and steph,&lt;br /&gt;to the nice long wait for 173,&lt;br /&gt;to the super dinner at swensen's.&lt;br /&gt;and so much more i confirm miss out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my goodness i couldnt ask for more really really. and the SIAOOO crazy numbers of facebook whatdoyoucallthem, posts on the wall or smth??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, i can safely conclude its probably gonna be the most memorable birthday ever ahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you all so much! :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-1170427555031271598?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/1170427555031271598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=1170427555031271598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1170427555031271598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1170427555031271598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#1170427555031271598' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-6504963049403801648</id><published>2009-05-18T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:38:01.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a wonderful beautiful day that glorified His wonderful name! :D had this amazing session of worship and prayer during free period. and wow really didnt expect something like this be happening in school and all but i think God can turn the smallest silliest moments into a session so meaningful and touching! :) still cant believe it all started when i was supposed to hear some stories from joel but just a guitar, and a few friends and this has had my week. (: (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-6504963049403801648?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/6504963049403801648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=6504963049403801648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6504963049403801648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6504963049403801648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#6504963049403801648' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-5263551750635422694</id><published>2009-05-12T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:51:03.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a waste what a waste what a waste what a waste what a waste what a waste what a waste what a wasteeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! )): its all about the timing. ahh i wonder how it went..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-5263551750635422694?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/5263551750635422694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=5263551750635422694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/5263551750635422694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/5263551750635422694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#5263551750635422694' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-7324468702407006060</id><published>2009-05-10T23:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:58:19.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to do what you do best isnt as easy as it seems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-7324468702407006060?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/7324468702407006060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=7324468702407006060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7324468702407006060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/7324468702407006060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#7324468702407006060' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-3598473937941396599</id><published>2009-05-09T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T18:27:12.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh sigh, there are 4 tests next week. dont really feel like taking tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the week's been amazingly relaxing. though alot happened. and rawr the terrible friday english lecture and test that kept us back all the way till 430! they should do it on wednesday or something, friday's our only early day off know. good thing we've got a long weekend ahead :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was damn irritating. cause it was raining during chapel time but there wasnt chapel. so ee shan, brian, bak and i sat outside class because inside was damn hot. so we just sat outside on the floor. then madam came and we started laughing at her because of inside jokes and stuff. then year director came and thought we were showing disrespect to a teacher so he lectured us for very long. wahlau terrible start to the week laa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was guitar. syf was over so i decided to go up late. turns out that quite a number of people pon haha and the year sixes were having some test but i bumped into pam downstairs at the canteen and LOL, her stories are damn entertaining seriously! all the year six stories ehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was squash semis and went over to vivo to buy haagen das cause zehzeh working there. hahah she's damn funny!! long story, lazy to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was this extremely long meeting with the new squash teacher. so much for a short and sweet meeting hahaha she freaking took one hour! but at least she set things in place. oh and lol lol nicholas said smth damn funny i think cannot say otherwise will get sued for bad comments or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was yeah, the english lecture and test. and wahlau the test was super hard -_- half way through just started smsing cause was bored of thinking. then had this super super long story telling session by annette! hahaha so much can happen in 2 months ahh. and yes i had fun listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah okay then today's just slack-ish? mothers' day tomorrow :D hope mummy likes whatever i make her. and owe jiansheng quiche. okay byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-3598473937941396599?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/3598473937941396599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=3598473937941396599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3598473937941396599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3598473937941396599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#3598473937941396599' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-231153150534459679</id><published>2009-05-05T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:21:27.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh very tired! been doing homework and assignments the entire weekend.. these few weeks there's test ): tmr got math test some more. SIGHH but i guess its okay la, SL math is quite easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll only say this once ahhaa, math is getting fun! :D no not because the subject is getting more lovable, i wish man srsly. but the teacher is super retarded and HHAAH its damn stupid when we suan him and he suans us back LOLL. like cause last thursday he gave us work to do in class, then he started talking non-stop. then he said "so now you know how it feels to try and do something then other people keep distracting you, im still deciding on what song to sing for you all!" HAHAHA because he says he's better than britain's got talent singers, funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and argh anw, this week's gonna stink because there are tests.. so friday's gonna be smth to look forward to! HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol got pissed the other day with this person! zzz but honestly, i've never seen a person that idontknowww, talks like _____?!??! shit man, the things that you say just doesnt suit the title that you carry, and you claim you're one. lousy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay larh dont wanna end this on a bad note. HAHAH and smth damn random, i miss jiansheng and timong as classmates rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay damn hungry now byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-231153150534459679?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/231153150534459679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=231153150534459679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/231153150534459679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/231153150534459679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#231153150534459679' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-4008079000947275271</id><published>2009-04-28T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:09:56.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;SILVER!&lt;/u&gt; mixed feelings but im glad we did it. sandra was really nice and sat with me at the astroturf for awhile after school, thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we didnt put in enough effort, maybe we were out of tune, maybe the judges didnt like us or maybe maybe we were messy or didnt put in enough dynamics or held back too much, maybe we played too cautiously, maybe we didnt give it our best shot, maybe we were complacent and a million other possibilities but in the end, its still rather disappointing. for some it was &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; disappointing and it doesnt feel good seeing your friends feel sad. ah well at least the kids got gwh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way thank God for the syf experience and the very encouraging class of seventeen who were ever so loving :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i said my life couldnt be better now, i'd be lying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-4008079000947275271?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/4008079000947275271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=4008079000947275271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4008079000947275271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4008079000947275271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#4008079000947275271' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-8372498183070024153</id><published>2009-04-27T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:34:23.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SYF's tomorrow! man this is THE performance already. we've practised so hard and played the same songs over and over again until damn sian. and finally tomorrow we can get it off our chest. like seriously, if we dont a get nice nice award i think quite a few people will be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying's so draining. but nevermind larh, its time we got used to it eh! stupid assessments and homework wahlauu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh that day, very sway while running with the squash boys the badminton coaches saw me! and they were in a car. then they asked me what cca i was in now and blahblahblah. so no choice had to tell them, then maybe they thought i quit badminton already! ah whatever la, i dont care anymore. choosing between two sports is damn hard seriouslyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh student council's quite retarded cause they went to search for the easiest guiness world record to break. and its the highest number of people dancing a bollywood dance. so now, like 300 plus people have to learn a bollywood dance and perform it on wednesday! :D HAHAHA crazy but i think it'll be super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw jaime's art book today and got totally blown away! like woahhh her art is SUPER G-O-O-D! see already really got nothing to say because too nice already if say anything later degrade it hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh okay larh just random spamming cause tmr's syf then no need to go class so i get to slack tonight hahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr i miss so many many many people i havent seen in how long pleasee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-8372498183070024153?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/8372498183070024153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=8372498183070024153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8372498183070024153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8372498183070024153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#8372498183070024153' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-4177448655090491595</id><published>2009-04-22T23:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:42:59.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my body's aching and feeling very lethargic noww.&lt;br /&gt;got stuck on english essay sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this crazy wind surge currently so all the windows are closed.&lt;br /&gt;its damn stuffy in the room now tskk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sighh sometimes people take people for granted and it gets quite _____. but either way love still prevails la huhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed b&amp;amp;j's free cone day on tuesday. which marks the 3rd time i've missed getting free ice cream hahaha. people who went: how was it? (: rawr really wanted to go lehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF is next tuesday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh and thanks ALOT for the extremely weirdwhateverwheneverwhoevershutup! ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-4177448655090491595?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/4177448655090491595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=4177448655090491595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4177448655090491595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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martin.&lt;br /&gt;havent gone out with these guys in ages.&lt;br /&gt;im sooo happy finally got to hang out with them again! :D&lt;br /&gt;the games at the arcade were super fun HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went badminton.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST TIME I PLAYED IN A MONTHH&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i miss badminton alot alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i freaking cut my left knee -_-&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why it was silly of me to injure it!&lt;br /&gt;SIANNNNN now the knee's bruised and cut at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today went to the beach with family.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH it was damn fun :D&lt;br /&gt;we brought apple along and it was sunny!&lt;br /&gt;then about 15 mins before we left,&lt;br /&gt;zehzeh and i went swimming.&lt;br /&gt;and i stupidly left my spectacles by the shore..&lt;br /&gt;like, just before the waves could reach it?&lt;br /&gt;THEN SO STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;took my eyes off it for a few seconds and boom it was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt find it so now must go get new specs.&lt;br /&gt;and surviving on my older pair of specs which is severely scratched.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT SEE A THING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well what a sad life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-1609658196231237731?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/1609658196231237731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=1609658196231237731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1609658196231237731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;AHAHHA sorry they're late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHU EN!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for every blessing - big or small,&lt;br /&gt;and for the friendship that dates wayy back.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA everything else in the birthday note :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this should be the highlight of the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-1855795943026509570?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/1855795943026509570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=1855795943026509570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/1855795943026509570'/><link 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learn from me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for I am gentle and humble in heart, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;nd you will find rest for your souls. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Matthew 11: 28-30&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ARE the everlasting GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SdDSrIiZEQI/AAAAAAAAAcs/PnwSoxV3d1A/s1600-h/DSC00432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318982798392496386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SdDSrIiZEQI/AAAAAAAAAcs/PnwSoxV3d1A/s320/DSC00432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SdDSrIiZEQI/AAAAAAAAAcs/PnwSoxV3d1A/s72-c/DSC00432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-7976508296849874575</id><published>2009-03-26T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:40:28.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TIREDDDDDD ))):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-7976508296849874575?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-6018125489638647034</id><published>2009-03-22T02:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T02:55:47.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>surprisingly, guitar's getting more fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH used to dread going but i guess now its more lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF sound check at RP.&lt;br /&gt;LOLL we gayed around and made ourselves an audience.&lt;br /&gt;see the faces?? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/ScU2cz0ornI/AAAAAAAAAck/3Xr0pLTAb9w/s1600-h/03032009416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315714803755953778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/ScU2cz0ornI/AAAAAAAAAck/3Xr0pLTAb9w/s320/03032009416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and CHUBBY BUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;im soooo in love with the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shea nearly exploded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/ScU1Z1NYs7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/FN1l_E1zT88/s1600-h/too.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315713653076964274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/ScU1Z1NYs7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/FN1l_E1zT88/s320/too.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so did i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/ScU1Zgdn06I/AAAAAAAAAcU/iVu9rac3UBk/s1600-h/bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315713647507919778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/ScU1Zgdn06I/AAAAAAAAAcU/iVu9rac3UBk/s320/bunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pam was ultimate! her mouth was super small please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/ScU1ZlHLogI/AAAAAAAAAcM/_tgXSjgYfUI/s1600-h/chubby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315713648755974658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/ScU1ZlHLogI/AAAAAAAAAcM/_tgXSjgYfUI/s320/chubby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so chubby bunny's my favourite stupid game now! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone buy a pack of marshmellows and we shall play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehhehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, sandra's new house is super niceeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love rooms that look like hotels and her room's exactly like one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wahlauu her iMac desktop thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and iTouch are lovelyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EVERYTHING SO NICE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;natnat's emo song's stuck in my head!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA its super niceee :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow's church then the next day's school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and im actually enjoying squashh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least i start the week looking forward to training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i still have homework..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there's chem test to dread!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHH oh well at least the holiday was relaxing (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoyed camp that helped me unwind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the small outings here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay here comes term 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAWRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-6018125489638647034?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/6018125489638647034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=6018125489638647034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6018125489638647034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6018125489638647034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#6018125489638647034' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/ScU2cz0ornI/AAAAAAAAAck/3Xr0pLTAb9w/s72-c/03032009416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-162143505029305372</id><published>2009-03-19T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T02:37:56.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GUITAR CAMP WAS FUNN! :D&lt;br /&gt;at least i enjoyed myself, and it was super relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;like those getaways where you dont stress about anything,&lt;br /&gt;just music and you and your friends (:&lt;br /&gt;i loved it but sigh now we're back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMEWORK = )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday evening was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;went out with zehzeh and annette.&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHHA it was SUPER FUNNNYYY.&lt;br /&gt;cause we couldnt decide what movie to watch, then we asked the lady at the counter for the write up on the movies. and we just stood there reading every single one and i think we took very very veerryyy long the lady was pissed. HAHAH then we were like okay just pick one laa! so we thought of "race to witch mountain" but zehzeh said "its like saving the world type".&lt;br /&gt;LOLLL then "aiyarhhhh save the world then save the world lorr". so okay we decided on that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh and it gets better. we thought movie places sold expensive stuff, so we decided to look for some supermarket so can smuggle food in. but HAHAHHA we went into 7-11 after figuring out that cine had NO supermarket. anddd grabbed like a packet of ruffles and some other tidbits. then BEST, when they scanned the ruffles the guy was like $6.25?!?! then annette was like, i dont have enough money. and the best part was, we didnt even stop to consider the packet of chips was TOOOO expensive, the 3 of us just dug our wallets and pulled out more cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA and tadaa after that we regretted actually paying so much for a packet of ruffles! then we were complaining and ranting here and there about how we overpaid and going brokeee. LOLL seriously damn retardedddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the movie was quite coool la! :D some aliens looking for something to bring back to their planet blahblah i shall not spoil it. then after the show, we just walked around and talked and took like what 2 pictures? walked around a little more, then went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH had fun laughing over retarded stuff and all that! LOLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and crap on the way home, zehzeh and i saw the most hilarious and ridiculous thing EVERRR and for the record, we laughed at it for like what 4 stations or something?? like we just kept laughing then tried to control, then stared at each other again and started laughing. but then i think abit bad but WHO CARES it was seriously funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp so wednesday was well spent hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh on an emo note, i really miss europe and playing with snow and hanging out with the lovely people and laughing at all the crazy stuff. i miss the cold weather )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the holidays where i had endless time set apart to go out with churchmates, i want that freedom backkk! im not even sure if i can attend the dinner you guys planned )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss people whom i've not seen this entire year..cause they're wayy too busy with schoolwork or are overseas studying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my guitar mates who've moved on to JCs and whatever else. the camp was seriously empty without them, and it didnt help that shan ponned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my sec4 class AHHH the teacher's table tennis matches and watching tv and wahlauu all the retarded stuff we do. now its kinda BOOORING?? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la, its not that bad. HAHA okay i shall go and sleep naooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-162143505029305372?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/162143505029305372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=162143505029305372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/162143505029305372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/162143505029305372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#162143505029305372' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-2264947357046209485</id><published>2009-03-14T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T14:06:26.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS THE HOLIDAYSSS! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy i survived 6 weeks of school.&lt;br /&gt;from the orientation to lessons to cca!&lt;br /&gt;woah super tiring but thank God im alive,&lt;br /&gt;and not stressed out as much as i expected to be.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i miss so many things.&lt;br /&gt;havent had enough time for my closest of friends.&lt;br /&gt;the greatest of them all being God..&lt;br /&gt;school's been so tiring i've not been putting in enough time for QT )):&lt;br /&gt;and ahh im just so happy holidays now i have time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's squash training was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;but very stupid cause the PROOO people always chase us noobs out of the court.&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday the girls were nice and came up with a brilliant idea (:&lt;br /&gt;no wonder their O level scores are all so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i shall go back to badminton today.&lt;br /&gt;LOL i have a friend that said i have an identity crisis! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;dont konw what that means larh but he said&lt;br /&gt;that i couldnt decide whether im a badminton player&lt;br /&gt;or squash player.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA fineee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's alot of things this one week,&lt;br /&gt;guitar camp from monday to wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;just saw the program..&lt;br /&gt;WOAHHH TO MANY PRACTICES!&lt;br /&gt;sighhh too bad luhh SYF this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh shit im hungry,&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA EAT SAKAE SUSHI BUFFET! :D&lt;br /&gt;and dine over at aston's.&lt;br /&gt;and eat the four leaves choco exotic cake &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, im craving for bubble tea!&lt;br /&gt;LOLL someone please DHL/Fedex,&lt;br /&gt;whichever's faster thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy homework calls out to me.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE maths so so soooo much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-2264947357046209485?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/2264947357046209485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=2264947357046209485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2264947357046209485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2264947357046209485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#2264947357046209485' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-2983295819569098385</id><published>2009-03-06T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:16:15.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>every morning when daddy drives past that road,&lt;br /&gt;every evening when i walk across that same overhead bridge,&lt;br /&gt;the scene of the car running over that poor dog replays all over again in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;and trust me, it sucks!&lt;br /&gt;i hate having to see death right before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it happened almost a year back, when zippy died.&lt;br /&gt;it happened on monday, when that dog got ran over.&lt;br /&gt;and a few more times i dont remember.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate seeing people i love feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;dont know how you're feeling now, but guess what?&lt;br /&gt;God has His plans for you and im sure you'll prosper from them.&lt;br /&gt;AND you'll always be the best in MY eyes :D&lt;br /&gt;im not allowed to mention names ehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've decided to walk out on badminton,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOR AWHILE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i highly doubt i'll forget how to play though! (:&lt;br /&gt;but sorry to the people who i grew up playing badminton with.&lt;br /&gt;especially Coach Lee, marcus, nick leong, vignesh, max and many more. whom i've known for the longest times playing on court and getting into school teams, improving together and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;ahh well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on a lighter note, school's been fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;the classmates are cool and the lessons havent been droning.&lt;br /&gt;i think God's blessed me with awesome teachers this year!&lt;br /&gt;they're entertaining yet they get the lesson across, whoots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anw homework's back to kill me, BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-2983295819569098385?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/2983295819569098385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=2983295819569098385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2983295819569098385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/2983295819569098385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#2983295819569098385' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-4729619755629495147</id><published>2009-03-01T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:57:27.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloo! in contrary to the last post, i guess school's getting better :D lessons are much more positive and thankfully the people are niceee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the past week was rather slack. with cross country and founder's day! HAHAHA plus lessons were quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday i went to see the badminton tournament the badminton guys organised. HAHA tim beat woo! awesomeeeee :D quite funny. then the colin and jason match was seriously hilariousssss. ahh you have to see it then can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on wednesday was cross country! ran for house once again and ONCE AGAIN i have noooo idea what place i came in but apparently the paper records it as 30th place so okay 30th is nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after cross was our little OG outing! i shall put the bad things behind. and HAHA outing was quite fun. had lunch at some japanese restaurant and then walked around. went to starbucks for drinks and a super long chat. HAHAH and then walked around some more. didnt reallly do much but the company was great :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh thursday was tiring.. i was already dying cause the previous day was cross. and OH YEAH when i reached home on wednesday, had dinner then tried doing homework. so i took out chem MCQ and within 5 mins, i was on the table sleeping. and the next day, was still super super tired!! not to mention the disgustingly long long looooong lessons sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and friday was founder's day! (: played in the guitar orchestra. and LOLL played at the reception there. and surprise surprise! the reception's AFTER the service. so we had to stay back and stuff but i guess it was fun laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THENN had training. after training, daddy and mummy treated me to movie! :D slumdog millionaire, yess the show with the 8 oscar nominees and whatnots. it was quite okayy, quite worth it luhh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and saturdayyyy, was just training. after that wanted to go marks and spencers to buy the percy pig sweet thing i fell in love with after LiJia gave some to me during english. yeah so i conveniently mistook tom&amp;amp;stephanie for marks&amp;amp;spencers. how stupid of me and i got off at bukit batok for nothing -_-" then LOLL i found out that marks&amp;amp;spencers are all in town or smthh! sucks, im not going to make a trip down just for a bag of sweets haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then valentine's talk at church was quite cool! (: NATNAT &amp;amp; DARYL I AM SO PROUD OF YOU GUYS! always knew you both could emcee this well :D and tim's talk was quite informative HAHA. so naoo, we all know how to choose the right partner ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah TODAY is the 1st of March. 2 months have passed and alot has happened. basically more on the school side.. for once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a whole ton of new people, which means a whole new dimension of life at ACSindep. girls coming in and getting into new classes and stuff. long long school hours and the dilemma of which CCA to choose. having to be consistently completing homework for the fear of more piling up the next day. yeah you get my point, IB life is a whole new ball game! BUT, God WILL help me through im sure of it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh and holidays soon? (: guitar camp and stayovers and catching up with work and friends and aston's! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-4729619755629495147?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/4729619755629495147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=4729619755629495147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4729619755629495147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4729619755629495147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#4729619755629495147' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-727566965602970492</id><published>2009-02-18T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:03:30.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghh school isnt exactly likable nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;in a non-intact class, which means i walk around to different classrooms, have different classmates for EVERY subject that i take.&lt;br /&gt;which is good in a way but still.. i miss 4.16! )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if i didnt find math bad enough, i got a class in which there isnt a single soul that i know. well, yeah i know some of their names but NO i dont know them personally or whatever! and i cant NOT talk for a period of time, but this time im seriously stuck with no one to talk to im super sad pleasee. and then when i need to confirm answers and stuff, there's nobody that i can turn to.&lt;br /&gt;ahh how i miss the days where i had jiansheng on my left, tim ong in front and brian and kenneth behind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework's piling up already..and its just the tip of the ice berg. switching classmates every time a lesson ends aint really helping. very exhausted from the long days and extremely long lessons. and what's worse is that, there's MORE to come goshhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, at least i can take comfort in God, cause he blessed me with nice CCAs and lovely OG mates earlier this year. so after school, can release a little bit by going to guitar or having lunch with people im much more comfortable around with haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a rather similar note, its different not having js and tim ong around me these few days. it &lt;u&gt;sucks&lt;/u&gt;!! its weird just seeing js on the corridor some times and hardly having the time to talk cause we're probably rushing off to another class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes of course im happy to have ee shan and bak and joel tieh and brian lee with me. ((: i was over the moon when i heard we got into the same class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhkay, so back to mugging.&lt;br /&gt;enough ranting.&lt;br /&gt;im going to pledge being a nerd soon!! 8)&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-727566965602970492?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/727566965602970492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=727566965602970492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/727566965602970492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/727566965602970492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#727566965602970492' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-3597526982055893105</id><published>2009-02-16T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:04:23.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SZlx8gufaKI/AAAAAAAAAcE/gFvTYTBz0HA/s1600-h/OG+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303395320596490402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SZlx8gufaKI/AAAAAAAAAcE/gFvTYTBz0HA/s320/OG+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there are a million and one reasons why i miss OG 5!&lt;br /&gt;but life goes on and im gonna have to brace myself for the crazy journey ahead :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-3597526982055893105?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/3597526982055893105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=3597526982055893105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3597526982055893105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3597526982055893105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#3597526982055893105' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKXc0uepxFs/SZlx8gufaKI/AAAAAAAAAcE/gFvTYTBz0HA/s72-c/OG+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-4235393212089973927</id><published>2009-02-14T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:57:09.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wonder if i made it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i missed a friday the 13th post..rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-4235393212089973927?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/4235393212089973927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=4235393212089973927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4235393212089973927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4235393212089973927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#4235393212089973927' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-6237269907733983104</id><published>2009-02-10T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:49:40.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes in sports, passion just isnt enough.&lt;br /&gt;i've been in competitive badminton training for more than 4 years now.&lt;br /&gt;can still remember how happy i was when i got accepted into the team..&lt;br /&gt;BUT too bad talent was an issue for me HAHA and didnt make it far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as cliche as it can get, we shall MOVE ON!&lt;br /&gt;subtle calls to change my sport seem to be getting more frequent.&lt;br /&gt;as much as the squash courts are calling out to me,&lt;br /&gt;my heart is still over at the badminton hall.&lt;br /&gt;afterALL, i've spent every weekend since primary four and supposedly 4 days a week since secondary one with badminton.&lt;br /&gt;im still in a slight state of dilemma what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA screwedddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shall just go for whatever's on tmr and decide from there.&lt;br /&gt;of course with God hand in hand larh needless to say :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a seperate note,&lt;br /&gt;IB's getting increasingly scary! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-6237269907733983104?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/6237269907733983104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=6237269907733983104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6237269907733983104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/6237269907733983104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#6237269907733983104' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-5699608037447695696</id><published>2009-02-09T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T01:18:51.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PISS LARH i really hope i dont regret this!&lt;br /&gt;im so worried and uncertain about the future.&lt;br /&gt;i really need to learn to entrust my &lt;u&gt;entire&lt;/u&gt; life unto God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;sunday was quite cool! (:&lt;br /&gt;went over to annette's church.&lt;br /&gt;and she and melvin came over to our's.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA i havent had such fun in awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-5699608037447695696?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/5699608037447695696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=5699608037447695696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/5699608037447695696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/5699608037447695696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#5699608037447695696' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-8914976240393659806</id><published>2009-02-08T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:47:55.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know everytime you hear people saying, "give it your all, give it your 101%!" but its really not easy giving that 101%, no matter how hard we try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the alphabet..&lt;br /&gt;A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let's change it all to numbers..&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposing you put in&lt;br /&gt;H-A-R-D-W-O-R-K&lt;br /&gt;= 8 + 1 + 18 + 4 + 23 + 15 + 11&lt;br /&gt;= 80%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposing you put in&lt;br /&gt;K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E&lt;br /&gt;= 11 + 14 + 15 + 23 + 12 + 5 + 4 + 7 + 5&lt;br /&gt;= 96%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposing you put in&lt;br /&gt;A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E&lt;br /&gt;= 1 + 20 + 20 + 9 + 20 + 21 + 5&lt;br /&gt;= 96%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all these just dont quite enable you to give your 101%!&lt;br /&gt;so what in the world can help you go the extra mile to give your all?&lt;br /&gt;well that's why i trust in this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;almighty God&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; whose mercies are NEW every morning and his faithfulness is never ending. HIS love will never ever run out (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so with the&lt;br /&gt;L-O-V-E-O-F-G-O-D&lt;br /&gt;= 12 + 15 + 22 + 5 + 15 + 6 + 7 + 15 + 4&lt;br /&gt;= 101%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will grant us the strength to go the extra mile.&lt;br /&gt;because it is written,&lt;br /&gt;"I can do everything through Him who gives me strength."&lt;br /&gt;- phillipians 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need God throughout these 2 years at IB, and im glad HE's that faithful :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-8914976240393659806?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/8914976240393659806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=8914976240393659806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8914976240393659806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8914976240393659806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#8914976240393659806' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-3261049773490385573</id><published>2009-02-05T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:48:04.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOLL alot alot of things to sayyy!&lt;br /&gt;dont know which to start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, school's been very very draining.&lt;br /&gt;lectures are just so energy sapping! but nevermind, just a few more days (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was lectures WHOLE DAY AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;and my bag of sweets are completely gone so too bad, i needa go and buy more otherwise i'll start falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was subjects briefing for parents so we all stayed back till about 7plus. damn tiring cause the whole day was just move from place to place and sitting down for 2 hours plus. i think im so tired i just dont feel tired anymoree LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay soo dinner was with alethea, her parents and daddy! HAHAHA i think alethea's parents are super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then they started talking last time when alethea and i first entered pei hwa presbyterian primary. then suddenly they said "WOAHHHH that was 10 years ago horrr!" then i was like "crappp time really really flies this fast.." and yes, it does rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh i know many other JCs out there are having so much fun during orientation! like i hear so much from marcus about ACJC's orientation and how they play with mud and starch and dance! and then for once i wonder why ACIB makes us attend bridging courses and lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT i realise that its really for our own benefit to prepare us for the INSANE TASKS ahead of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some kinds of people are just simply disgusting. whatever you people are doing simply downgrades yourselves, if there is anymore space to downgrade, and it downgrades others also! pleasee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh okay tomorrow another long dayy! im out of sweets which means im probably going to fall asleep in the long lectures. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay mummy's making darn alot of noise for not sleeping already. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-3261049773490385573?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/3261049773490385573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=3261049773490385573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3261049773490385573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/3261049773490385573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#3261049773490385573' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-5942769600725590975</id><published>2009-02-03T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:33:02.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh school's exhausting! im amazed i still bother updating.&lt;br /&gt;but its worth updating la huhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so yesterday school finally formally began. like tons of new students came in and blahblah. and okay so chapel was quite okay then there was this super long address by dr ong. he started going through EVERYTHING about ACS and all the teachers. he went on and on and on LOLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then out of the blue he started talking about &lt;u&gt;blue ocean strategy&lt;/u&gt; and said ACSindep is a school that uses THAT strategy hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Blue Ocean Strategy is a business strategy book that promotes creating new market space or "blue ocean" rather than competing in an existing industry. "] - wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLL i was like huhh? and he had like 4 or more slides talking about that haha quite weird. then after that he had this few more slides on &lt;u&gt;olympics&lt;/u&gt;. HUHHH?!?! so his opening address took super long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG 5 had an additional 5 more girls to the 2 we already had. and 1 more guy to the 17 we already had. so now we have 18 guys and 7 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 2 weeks back, tiong gee made me class rep. so the teachers always make me do things. and they made me buddy one of the new girls. HAHAH and she is masa's cousin! how small can this world get man. and yupp i think she's very nice and stuff. actually my OG's quite nice with nice OGLs so praise God (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah then today was another loooong day. ms chock had a 2 hour lecture on subjects to choose. woah lectures really drains a freak load of energy out of your system!! very tiring and what's worse is that tomorrow till friday its all bridging courses and lectures ZZzzzzZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im damn tired and its only 9 35pm??!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-5942769600725590975?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/5942769600725590975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=5942769600725590975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/5942769600725590975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/5942769600725590975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#5942769600725590975' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-4053129347327957362</id><published>2009-02-01T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:31:44.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are a million and one things i can choose to be ): about right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to name a few..&lt;br /&gt;1) roger federer just lost another grandslam final in 5 sets at the &lt;u&gt;australian open&lt;/u&gt; against nadal AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;2) sherrill low is leaving for china tomorrowwww.&lt;br /&gt;3) i failed to make another 6 dollars dont ask me why!&lt;br /&gt;4) school ends at 440pm on mondays, tuesdays and fridays starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;5) nadal fans are gonna gloat in my face.&lt;br /&gt;6) someone just gloated at me about no one ever being nadal's match, you're SOOO WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;7) 5 minutes later, that same person is still doing number 6!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT i shall not dwell on those nonsense. because its really not worth my time haha. tomorrow, i've got a new churchmate/schoolmate! :D ALETHEAAAA super cool larh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-4053129347327957362?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/4053129347327957362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=4053129347327957362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4053129347327957362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4053129347327957362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#4053129347327957362' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-8132039654847780720</id><published>2009-01-27T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:23:02.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA money money money!&lt;br /&gt;happy NIU2 year to everybody. the stupid new = niu2 pun's seriously damn funny larh. LOL i needa get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so yesterday was quite interesting. visiting both ah ma's houses then gambling at night at eryi's house. HAHHA heart attack's super fun can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today, people came over. daddy cooked tons of food and started like 3 days ago, GOOD JOB! (: natnat's family came over first followed by marcus'. then alot started streaming here. this year had annette's family over too! LOL her blog, one arm's length ahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow acs has holiday :D yayy i think we're going out for a movie or smth. who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im super super superrrrr BORED BORED BORED TTM NOWWWW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-8132039654847780720?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/8132039654847780720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=8132039654847780720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8132039654847780720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/8132039654847780720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#8132039654847780720' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-4552956070504337413</id><published>2009-01-24T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:52:41.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>supposing you had a friend, a very very close friend to you.&lt;br /&gt;and he has some terminal illness that cant be cured, and his days are numbered. you are kept in the dark about it. but somehow, you found out. when asked why didnt he tell you something this big, he says "anyway when im gone, you'll find out what". how? what an insane statement ehh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing, i realised balloons arent pop proof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, one week of school is &lt;u&gt;over&lt;/u&gt; FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;i must say it was quite fun. waking up is &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; a retarded chore every morning sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and chinese new year is hereee!&lt;br /&gt;my reimbursement of funds, i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this week hasnt exactly been a totally enjoyable one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-4552956070504337413?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/4552956070504337413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=4552956070504337413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4552956070504337413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/4552956070504337413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#4552956070504337413' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-5686922769171298774</id><published>2009-01-21T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:40:36.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiyoh school's tiring!&lt;br /&gt;waking up at 6am stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, enrichment activities havent been that bad.&lt;br /&gt;just a tad boring cause there are tons of talks.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant go for badminton cause i have this disgusting persistent cough which doesnt seem to be going awayyyy so i cant exercise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is bak's birthday! (:&lt;br /&gt;hope he has fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year's coming im so excited. the money's finally going to start rolling in HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister's been quite busy lately being a project servant. now i feel like she's always outta the house, as opposed to 2 months back when she was still being a nerd and mugging away for As haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss her being there 24/7 for me to talk to and complain to. she'll always listen cause maybe it entertains her from all the studying haha but now she's so busy going out. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone else is busy, and so am i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow should be fun :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1751614916169763161-5686922769171298774?l=shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/feeds/5686922769171298774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1751614916169763161&amp;postID=5686922769171298774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/5686922769171298774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1751614916169763161/posts/default/5686922769171298774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoo-flydontbotherme.blogspot.com/index.html#5686922769171298774' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03860379531104216051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1751614916169763161.post-7805821619132958348</id><published>2009-01-18T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:10:25.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school starts tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually im rather looking forward to it. i need something fresh especially cause im not feeling very great right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tada once again i said something wrong which made someone angry and that makes me angry at myself because i hate making people angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love school! 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