<?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-29035523</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:34:44.478+08:00</updated><category term='THE BITCH OF THE A.D AND B.C'/><category term='of the festivity'/><title type='text'>HERE toGETher</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>541</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-3700257140716470792</id><published>2011-01-22T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T02:10:38.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I sometimes wished that I haven't pushed so many people away and that I wasn't who I was and that maybe, I could be an angel because then I'll be perfect and nice. I read somewhere that a young person is one who does not have experience. But a young person who is cynical is stripped off everything because not only does he not have any experiences, but he has also lost hope in the world. So I need to try this new thing where I stop being so cynical because that'll mean that I'm but just an empty shell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-3700257140716470792?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3700257140716470792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=3700257140716470792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3700257140716470792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3700257140716470792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-sometimes-wished-that-i-havent-pushed.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-6668504204354203906</id><published>2009-07-30T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:29:35.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wordpress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-6668504204354203906?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6668504204354203906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=6668504204354203906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6668504204354203906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6668504204354203906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/wordpress.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-5498742292564000276</id><published>2009-07-20T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:12:56.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to strike a balance in life, and I think that I may have just found it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-5498742292564000276?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5498742292564000276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=5498742292564000276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5498742292564000276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5498742292564000276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-to-strike-balance-in-life-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-8583996993137990166</id><published>2009-07-16T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:14:27.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sl838mTOIBI/AAAAAAAABRg/zGIeVOZNFPo/s1600-h/1w8kMABQcotq07tzq7uzZT9Io1_400%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359063595807023122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sl838mTOIBI/AAAAAAAABRg/zGIeVOZNFPo/s320/1w8kMABQcotq07tzq7uzZT9Io1_400%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUN STUFFFFFFFFFF :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I like friday....................... I can't wait, for today to be over, and for tomorrow to come. I feel so much better already from my previous days, gosh, it's such a relief. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's back to the books, and thick stacks of foolscap papers, with tens and tens of refillable uni blueblack pens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life, I can sustain it (: I'm quite happy now, so tempermental right, ya I know. I'm not oblivious to my disarrayed state of mind, in case you think I am. Right now, Complex Numbers. It's really not that complex, and if you're smart, come be my friends. My criteria for friends now is Smart. I need smart friends. That means, all my friends now, bye!!!!! ;););) Just kidding, I'm the dumb one la, everyone is smart relative to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But srsly, I wouldn't mind if a stranger(smart) came up to me asking to be my friend. I would be damn glad. Damn damn glad. &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/29035523-8583996993137990166?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8583996993137990166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=8583996993137990166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/8583996993137990166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/8583996993137990166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/shop-good-food-late-night-movie-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sl838mTOIBI/AAAAAAAABRg/zGIeVOZNFPo/s72-c/1w8kMABQcotq07tzq7uzZT9Io1_400%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2057799872428951811</id><published>2009-07-14T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:43:16.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SlxhML4jIFI/AAAAAAAABRY/ji4I2TnVJrs/s1600-h/c3LK9DFd8p59qz9sg7bcuRI0o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358264518640345170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SlxhML4jIFI/AAAAAAAABRY/ji4I2TnVJrs/s320/c3LK9DFd8p59qz9sg7bcuRI0o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, I feel kinda sad. Like, there's so many things to be sad about. Right?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel so sad, that I'm not even sad anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I look at people, and feel so sad, because they suck, and they are ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I look at people, and feel so sad, beacuse they are all that I'll never be.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, almost all the time, I look at people, I judge, and I feel sad, because I then realise that I have no right, absolutely none, to do such a thing. Because, I'm in no position to judge anyone. No one is. Because you can only judge when you're perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I don't know what emotions I'm feeling. I know it's not a happy feeling, but I don't know if it's a sad one. So yes, it must be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((( [fat sad face with infinite double chins]&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/29035523-2057799872428951811?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2057799872428951811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2057799872428951811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2057799872428951811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2057799872428951811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-i-feel-kinda-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SlxhML4jIFI/AAAAAAAABRY/ji4I2TnVJrs/s72-c/c3LK9DFd8p59qz9sg7bcuRI0o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-3582380014856549701</id><published>2009-07-09T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:29:47.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SlYHkT0DpYI/AAAAAAAABRI/lR7FtmJBqys/s1600-h/jQ9iHEdNfp9ji7r1fD636FUBo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356477127179085186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SlYHkT0DpYI/AAAAAAAABRI/lR7FtmJBqys/s320/jQ9iHEdNfp9ji7r1fD636FUBo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes I really don't get people. I can jump up high, bang my head against the walls, read articles that is supposed to make me understand better, but at the end of the day, I'll still not get it. Just like the picture, do you get it? I don't. What has a knife, an eggplant, E, have in common? The letter E ah? The knife leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhhhh, whatever, sometimes reading and hopping blogs makes me angry. Ok, angry is too strong a word. I'm just discontented on the views that other people have. Not that I have the right or anything. I don't, I know, but I'm just saying because I feel like saying. And same applies to those who blogged stuff that piss me off. I think my thoughts really aligns to that of Island leh, like the things that they think about and talk about, I think and talk about too. Just 1/2 post ago, I agreed with mich that people sucks. Now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But one of the main reasons why I don't believe is because there's just too much inequality and injustice in this world. Some rich kid in some developed country prays about doing well for exams, or getting the gold medal in whatever stupid competitions and his prayers always seem to be "answered". But what about the child in like, Israel or Pakistan or whatever who prays for food or water or shelter or just to survive another day, but gets killed by a bomb the very next second? If God exists, shouldn't he know how to prioritise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That is just one of the long paragraphs from J's blog, if post other part, confirm, plus chop, offend people. But whatever she said, I agree, wholeheartedly. So hey, I agree with you, like alot! And let's eat beef together and maybe we'll meet in hell yea, if there's such a place zzz. Like I rly don't understand why people thank Him or what like must capital letter, cos respect is it? Means no capital letter don't respect? Means if I had a really shit day today, and I managed to get over it and all is well again, I will feel happy be cause the 'he' allow me to? And I get over whatver I have to get over, isn't it me, my brain, and whatever that constitutes what I am that has actually allowed me to do so? I don't get it la, seriously. And I never will. Damn weird la, it's just really weird and I can't put into real words that are firm and sound. Maybe one day I'll write a book or something about what I don't get and my long list of reasons and rationales. That maybe, people will understand my point of view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SlYLtO1b5CI/AAAAAAAABRQ/OmS3rIIePYs/s1600-h/jQ9iHEdNfp9jkj7sgvwnnV2Oo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356481678508024866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SlYLtO1b5CI/AAAAAAAABRQ/OmS3rIIePYs/s320/jQ9iHEdNfp9jkj7sgvwnnV2Oo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On a light light note, exams are finally over. Screw exams la. Eat eat eat, worst than pig. So now, I can carry out my long lists of activities that I am so super looking forward to!!! Can't wait, can't wait. But this excitement will soon die down because of the prevailing need to study for the more important, Prelims/A-Levels. Sucks right? But get over it already. Have a good day everyone :) School starts tomorrow, see you all!&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/29035523-3582380014856549701?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3582380014856549701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=3582380014856549701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3582380014856549701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3582380014856549701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-i-really-dont-get-people.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SlYHkT0DpYI/AAAAAAAABRI/lR7FtmJBqys/s72-c/jQ9iHEdNfp9ji7r1fD636FUBo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-4508633368607051852</id><published>2009-07-08T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:41:29.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SlSQhzrYsoI/AAAAAAAABRA/Cxtab4NYQ4U/s1600-h/3408057340_785ddc8886%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356064767332627074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SlSQhzrYsoI/AAAAAAAABRA/Cxtab4NYQ4U/s320/3408057340_785ddc8886%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now, three people are killing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sylvia Plath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;James Joyce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now, I feel so dead I couldn't possibly be anymore alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now more than anything, I want to make a list of things that I want to do after the long and gruelling 3 hour paper tomorrow. But then I realised that, I already have a list. Sucker. I'm sure that this feeling that I have now will get better. So I'll tell you what I'm looking forward to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eating!/Shopping [Thur]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Play volleyball [Fri]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dinner w island &amp;amp;send off fel [Fri]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tkbb07 hangout! (Ask me why I'm secretely sad) [Sat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cycling :) [Sun]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shopping! [Sun]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhhh ha! See, I told you I'm currently adddicted to lists. And I just realised something really important. My whole life, my circle of friends, it revloves around school and cca. From the Tanjong Katong classmates from lower and upper sec, the band people back there, to the Meridian classmates and !!volleyball people. So what is it that we complain about, saying school sucks, you hate school, wishing that there never was this thing as school, when it is acutally what makes up life. My life, your life, our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, just murder me now with plath, with joy, using a sphere or something [ha.ha I think I funny~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-4508633368607051852?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4508633368607051852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=4508633368607051852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4508633368607051852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4508633368607051852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/right-now-three-people-are-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SlSQhzrYsoI/AAAAAAAABRA/Cxtab4NYQ4U/s72-c/3408057340_785ddc8886%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-3867052121698711089</id><published>2009-07-03T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:06:25.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I quote Michelle, my exact sentiments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like people. People are mean and judgmental. People think that they are always right, always dismissing other people's opinions. People like to belittle others who do better than them. People make other people feel stupid. People complain about everything. People are arrogant and like to show off about themselves. People talk to others in a patronising manner, like they're of a higher status. People like to make fun of others. People do stupid things. People say one thing and do another. People are annoying. People like to make others feel bad. People are easily jealous. People do mean things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, they suck.&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/29035523-3867052121698711089?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3867052121698711089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=3867052121698711089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3867052121698711089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3867052121698711089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-quote-michelle-my-exact-sentiments.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-3971567839019217350</id><published>2009-06-27T15:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:00:55.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My heart feels happy :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351913340305500114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SkXQ082VZ9I/AAAAAAAABQI/r-p_vKqKc04/s320/oW5E9lxRrofjv3ofwVhJYT60o1_400%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But my brain feels that it's cells are dead. But a happy heart is good enough. Who cares about a rotting brain! I swear I'm going to shop one day admist the exams. Who wants to come with me :) Sign up sheet is out, so come sign up! Hehehe. &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/29035523-3971567839019217350?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3971567839019217350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=3971567839019217350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3971567839019217350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3971567839019217350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-heart-feels-happy-but-my-brain-feels.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SkXQ082VZ9I/AAAAAAAABQI/r-p_vKqKc04/s72-c/oW5E9lxRrofjv3ofwVhJYT60o1_400%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-3827224996524060977</id><published>2009-06-25T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:11:06.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SkOBJ3jEpqI/AAAAAAAABQA/lNkeWZdiDVs/s1600-h/vQxdw8WwRp4m9bagoph0YwsJo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351262788776142498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SkOBJ3jEpqI/AAAAAAAABQA/lNkeWZdiDVs/s320/vQxdw8WwRp4m9bagoph0YwsJo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SkOBJr9HzMI/AAAAAAAABP4/vgpCJ4B9_6k/s1600-h/vQxdw8WwRoi0cih3vFoLxyP1o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351262785664175298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SkOBJr9HzMI/AAAAAAAABP4/vgpCJ4B9_6k/s320/vQxdw8WwRoi0cih3vFoLxyP1o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SkOBJRjc0_I/AAAAAAAABPw/kCYfcT7RZdc/s1600-h/UU8sftjMcodyejklXpt3J6u0o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351262778577179634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SkOBJRjc0_I/AAAAAAAABPw/kCYfcT7RZdc/s320/UU8sftjMcodyejklXpt3J6u0o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SkN_RZZQ75I/AAAAAAAABPo/5ahvmwcS5GI/s1600-h/phLiJKuMnnm4srybR1iXxuUIo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351260719097638802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SkN_RZZQ75I/AAAAAAAABPo/5ahvmwcS5GI/s320/phLiJKuMnnm4srybR1iXxuUIo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello, how's all your studying coming along? Mine sucks, sucks to the max! I have more than half the math syllabus to complete :( I haven't touch it yet, and I'm so sad! Feel sad for me ok? Hehehe, and I really feel like eating sambal stingray and lala and chicken wing........................ Was supposed to go today but I got home and was too lazy. So sad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So recently, I've been heading down to expo like for the past few days and some days have been good while others, less than satisfactory! Don't think I'll be going down anymore this holidays because I think I'll be too lazy. Oh well maybe saturday or sunday or if someone I like enough call me down. The coffee drinks are seriously making me anemic or however you spell it. You know right, when I stand up after sitting down, then will like black. Cannot drink too much caffine, bad! And oh ya, don't drink the peach, it's not really nice, but it's new. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for A Levels to be over. People are thinking after Midyears, I have further thoughts ;) Seriously! There is so many things I want to do, like shop! abroad! yoga! driving! books! all these milder stuff. And I wna do sky diving and scuba diving and I wna car race too, but I think it's expensive and I don't have money and I'll probably have to find a job, which sucks, sucker! Ok la, back to studying. Since tomorrow got no one to send me out, I shall stay at home so I can wake up late hehe. And nowday I think I better, can study more. Eg can sit down for 2 hours on the chair/ last time only .5hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study ok? :) Even if it doesn't pay off... Even if you/me/we continue to fail. Even if it proves that we are stupid because, study already still fail. Even if it's damn loserish because people who don't study do better than you, it alright. Because everything in the end will be alright. I'm not making sense again am I? I should stop, I will stop. Goodnight :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/29035523-3827224996524060977?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3827224996524060977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=3827224996524060977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3827224996524060977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3827224996524060977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-hows-all-your-studying-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SkOBJ3jEpqI/AAAAAAAABQA/lNkeWZdiDVs/s72-c/vQxdw8WwRp4m9bagoph0YwsJo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-444587242486750706</id><published>2009-06-20T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:50:38.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sj0E668SknI/AAAAAAAABPg/j6NnLTXMy58/s1600-h/1545371984_d0eab945da%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349437342687072882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sj0E668SknI/AAAAAAAABPg/j6NnLTXMy58/s320/1545371984_d0eab945da%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I realised something over this few weeks. Besides myself that is really important, I think my family and friends are also really important. I only thought that they were important. Not very. But now, I realise! Hehe ok I'll blog some sense sometime soon la k, and I'll give some good bitching soon too. When I have the mood, and the time :)&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/29035523-444587242486750706?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/444587242486750706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=444587242486750706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/444587242486750706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/444587242486750706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-realised-something-over-this-few.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sj0E668SknI/AAAAAAAABPg/j6NnLTXMy58/s72-c/1545371984_d0eab945da%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-638160493969005688</id><published>2009-06-17T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:44:10.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's a huge load off my shoulders and I feel that nowdays, I'm able to breathe again and be free. It's good, everything's great. Sleeping into the afternoon, and studying into the night, with company! I'm happy, genuinely and I'm kinda getting used to the sucky life that I'm somehow, beginning to enjoy. Can't wait for A Levels to be over. So many things on my list. Guess what's number one hehe.&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/29035523-638160493969005688?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/638160493969005688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=638160493969005688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/638160493969005688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/638160493969005688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-huge-load-off-my-shoulders-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-3515206335702103569</id><published>2009-06-16T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:49:32.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sjdqi0C_0bI/AAAAAAAABPA/AS7YZwWhklM/s1600-h/poster4391213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347860228845064626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sjdqi0C_0bI/AAAAAAAABPA/AS7YZwWhklM/s320/poster4391213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Current lifestyle, sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I get up in the morning, first thing that comes to mind; the pile of uncompleted revision and papers to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I'm hungry but there's nothing much in the fridge so I cut a kiwi into two and used a tiny spoon to eat it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I sat, trying to forcefully place images of carboxylic acids and how it would react with any other particles or what ever those science people term it to be. It's so tormenting, it stings my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, I typed an outine for my teacher and fervently hoped that I got the right address esle my efforts, down the drain. I either got hungry or got bored so I looked again into the empty fridge. I found some cherries, sprite and a little vodka. It cheered me up a little but then it's a little funny because the timing's totally off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I was happy again because I had spaghetti with some kind of mushrooms for lunch or whatever you called it which I just had. So it's back to the papers now because I've got all those oragnic concepts floating about in my head. Mundane life, three cups of tea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you tell that I'm disorientated and my thoughts are not in a logical order...&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/29035523-3515206335702103569?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3515206335702103569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=3515206335702103569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3515206335702103569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3515206335702103569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/06/current-lifestyle-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sjdqi0C_0bI/AAAAAAAABPA/AS7YZwWhklM/s72-c/poster4391213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2978858138637134748</id><published>2009-06-10T22:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:40:20.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Si_TTBQR46I/AAAAAAAABO4/yXev3OlDavc/s1600-h/photography-136%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345723606419760034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Si_TTBQR46I/AAAAAAAABO4/yXev3OlDavc/s320/photography-136%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Coming clean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We, no one, can possibly be good friends again after a huge tiff or whatever that seems like it. Even if I convince myself that it is mildly possible, it truely isn't. Because mistakes will still be mistakes and the same would continue with no end, just like a ball, rolling. And when this ball finally stops rolling, it'll be when the friendship finally ends. What's the point of saying that something means alot when after saying it, there is no difference, where everything is at a standstill. So like a bystander, I point to that ball, barely rolling, and say, it's going to stop soon. But then it doesn't, because there is a hill and it rolls and rolls and rolls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is a car. The car rolled over the ball. The ball is deflated. The ball doesn't exist now. All good things come to an end. It was great, and now, the ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Over this period of time, I've realised something so simple, something that needs no explanation. What is broken, is broken and even if its mended, there'll be so much imperfections. Like the cracks, the scars, those wrecked and destroyed. People can console themselves that maybe one broken thing will make it stronger, like how they have gained experience, grew as a person, as a character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it's not important whether these friends remains friends anymore. Previously, I would have written- It's not important whether these friends remains friends anymore, &lt;em&gt;unless they change&lt;/em&gt;. But now I know no change is going to happen, because that glimmer of seeming hope is infantile, because quote famous saying, a leopard will never change its spots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So this, is me coming clean right on this space, this spot, and it truely reflects my every thought. Some thing are just beyond reconcilation, and this unfortunately, is one of those. &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/29035523-2978858138637134748?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2978858138637134748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2978858138637134748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2978858138637134748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2978858138637134748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/06/coming-clean.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/Si_TTBQR46I/AAAAAAAABO4/yXev3OlDavc/s72-c/photography-136%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-912926544391976827</id><published>2009-06-09T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:30:48.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Si4rNkb-HMI/AAAAAAAABOo/Wlgx_hkNCs0/s1600-h/s320x240%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345257319854644418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Si4rNkb-HMI/AAAAAAAABOo/Wlgx_hkNCs0/s320/s320x240%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello, it's been long (not very actually!) since I blogged here and I've decided to blog here again. It's much more cheery and it makes me happier. I find that there's no point locking my posts because there is simply no point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because if there really is something, then I should probably open up and confide in my friends. Because it's not healthy and because my friends are great. Because no one should base everything on one isolated case and continue living on the premise of that. There is really no secrets in the world. So what if the secret is a secret, no big deal anyway, especially after people finds it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Optimistic outlook and the pressing need to study.&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/29035523-912926544391976827?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/912926544391976827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=912926544391976827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/912926544391976827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/912926544391976827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-its-been-long-not-very-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/Si4rNkb-HMI/AAAAAAAABOo/Wlgx_hkNCs0/s72-c/s320x240%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-1469317820100072075</id><published>2009-05-28T17:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:55:09.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello everyone! It's been so long since my last post here and so much has happened. Seriously, so much! Volleyball seasons, quarrels with random people, colosseum, trying to stop hating people... And what not! Now that everything has come to a stand still, it's time to go all out for mid years (first), and then the bigger picture, A Levels! And I can't wait for june holidays to come. I can't wait to see my friends, chill for 3-4 days of the holidays, and work very hard for the rest of the 3 weeks we have. Meanwhile, some pictures that have been taken recently and not so recently! :) And if you all haven't realised, I moved, and you're supposed to click on that word threefry to access the new place! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last quarters match at ccab :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sh5dsWONVtI/AAAAAAAABOQ/f1XlAriM5RA/s1600-h/n698778926_1890026_4892847%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340809224568788690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sh5dsWONVtI/AAAAAAAABOQ/f1XlAriM5RA/s320/n698778926_1890026_4892847%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TJ Band concert with batch (&lt;em&gt;tiny batch&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sh5dsO2oT5I/AAAAAAAABOI/ysGXuuUO9gA/s1600-h/n1122800159_426778_1001612%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340809222590844818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sh5dsO2oT5I/AAAAAAAABOI/ysGXuuUO9gA/s320/n1122800159_426778_1001612%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Colosseum, last sports day ever I think!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sh5dspbV44I/AAAAAAAABOc/pVMvUInZjpU/s1600-h/4232_83933774301_785889301_1837435_462973_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340809229724148610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sh5dspbV44I/AAAAAAAABOc/pVMvUInZjpU/s320/4232_83933774301_785889301_1837435_462973_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-1469317820100072075?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1469317820100072075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=1469317820100072075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1469317820100072075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1469317820100072075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-everyone-its-been-so-long-since.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sh5dsWONVtI/AAAAAAAABOQ/f1XlAriM5RA/s72-c/n698778926_1890026_4892847%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-7181378906845586636</id><published>2009-04-05T00:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T00:49:30.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SdeOLfaIaKI/AAAAAAAABOA/4FHkJmWW6Lk/s1600-h/blog!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320877812822337698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SdeOLfaIaKI/AAAAAAAABOA/4FHkJmWW6Lk/s320/blog!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://threefry.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREEFRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's gna be there for a little while until I've gotten the vibes back for here again. Now I got no feelings for this, but I'm certin that I had much much much feeling for this in the past, as seen from the 10937602839 Archives. There are like 500+ posts. Simplyrocks, I sincerely love[d] you, from the deepest [I'm sure] of my heart :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/29035523-7181378906845586636?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7181378906845586636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=7181378906845586636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7181378906845586636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7181378906845586636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/04/threefry.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SdeOLfaIaKI/AAAAAAAABOA/4FHkJmWW6Lk/s72-c/blog!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-6969602648785692428</id><published>2009-03-29T22:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:49:23.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOR TODAY, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A BIG &lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/strong&gt; TO EVERYONE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RLY HAD TONS OF FUN &amp;amp;ENJOYED 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; YOU ALL!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Credits to (hehe I like to list people, like my 20/03 post!) Rachel, Hweesan, Weiting, Rebecca, Cuishan, Jenny, Shermine, Cynthia, Stelene, Maple, Jocelyn for the huge surprise at sentosa and also friends from cls like Nicole and even seeing people who I nv see for damn long like Jerald&amp;amp;Kenneth&amp;amp;Vanessa, totally made my day. Thank you all lots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-6969602648785692428?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6969602648785692428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=6969602648785692428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6969602648785692428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6969602648785692428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-thank-you-to-everyone-for-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-8210912001456077822</id><published>2009-03-28T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:55:09.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sc5HDuYQKpI/AAAAAAAABNo/3ZoDl028zlM/s1600-h/floare_de_camp_by_iustyn%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318266339286067858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sc5HDuYQKpI/AAAAAAAABNo/3ZoDl028zlM/s320/floare_de_camp_by_iustyn%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From deviant art, iustyn (is this how you credit someone?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, just one person can cause your world to shatter. And you'll take so long to pick up all the broken pieces and mend it back together. When you finally thought that everything is in place, you realise that something is missing- a part of you. The structure of the object will no longer be the same. It will be tainted, and mended, scarred. And then you'll once again convince yourself that you're fine, which you most probably think that you are because you believe yourself to be. Truely, it is most probable that you are not. But you don't know that. &lt;em&gt;Why mend what isn't broken?&lt;/em&gt; The thing is, if it isn't broken then it's alright. But what is broken can hardly be mended, so why bother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PS: Pls pardon me, I'm just in one of my little trance &amp;amp;will regain normacy in no time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PPS: Today was a rly great day, from morning to night, every single second, I promise! :)&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/29035523-8210912001456077822?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8210912001456077822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=8210912001456077822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/8210912001456077822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/8210912001456077822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/from-deviant-art-iustyn-is-this-how-you.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sc5HDuYQKpI/AAAAAAAABNo/3ZoDl028zlM/s72-c/floare_de_camp_by_iustyn%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2377695213044650195</id><published>2009-03-26T23:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:47:53.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ScuiBRjls6I/AAAAAAAABNg/gwWbmK-1pEg/s1600-h/Pozition%2520Chunky%252001-07%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317521927817245602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ScuiBRjls6I/AAAAAAAABNg/gwWbmK-1pEg/s320/Pozition%2520Chunky%252001-07%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; BIG CHUNKY PARAGRAPHS(below)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Doing facebook quiz(s) now and talking to random people online and hopping blogs and trying to blog now! And also, I just came back from training like 1hour ago! Went with Captain &amp;amp; Jenny on their little date (hehe, if you read this jenny, dont kill me!) to West Plaza to get some bubble tea and went to some food court! I like the cheee-jiong-fan, the soya sauce and sesame one, nice! It's one of my fav food (I got many f-food :D) &amp;amp;During trng today I damn unlucky la. Like I was still in my little world dreaming away then some hard serve came and whacked my face, then another ball (by REB!!!) came to hit my face again, damn sian! But be all the bad karma I accumulated. It's literally got me IN-MY-FACE. So don't do bad things, because when you do bad things, bad things will befall you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway! Yesterday and today were/are great days :) It is simply because exams are over! Yest! Hehe. Wednesday went for dental at Mount-E, which is still tormenting till now because I have to use rubber bands now like almost everyone one else, and it really hurts. Before that I thought nice and fun to wear! Plus there's this weird thing behind my two-front-teeth (reminds me of the christmas song! :D) that is like causing me to cannot talk properly, like say words that contain 'S', damn annoying!!!! Hehe, ok after the dreaded dental, went to shop! Happy, like lark! Hehehehehe. Met G at vivo and there is this srsly nice and big shop that I never knew existed. Then we went to videoworld!!!! It's one of the best place ever :D You know the sour plum sweet? G crazy, buy 30!!!!! I buy the moam(sp?!) sweet, you know the long long one with alot of small ball ball. Oh oh and I bought percy pig for team too hehe, I like! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And today was really shiok! Heh,wake up damn late then watch Greys&amp;amp;Gossip Girl. So fulfilling! :) But I sad, Izzie damn sad sia, and gg is srsly in a bigg bitchy situation now, nice! Then I slacked around for the whole day and heheheheh, I even went for a swim, swimming fun! Next time I wna swim more laps, laps fun! Lunch was yummy hehe, I'm always eating, I'm so dead, eat eat eat, become pig!!!!!! Wan le wan le... Then after I ate, guess what I did? ;) I slept!!! Damn bad right! You know the saying : Cannot eat before sleep, cos after that tummy big! Waaaa damn sian, after that my tumy big, not like not not big! After that SUPER BIG! Hehe yea lor, so I slept till 4 when my silly alarm woke me up and I slowly dragged myself out of the house for trng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So now, I'm going to sleep soon cos tomorrow still got school! Econs post mortem and chem post mortem. 0845-1230, so sad right. They cheat lor, like can dont go school one, then they make us go cos they want to save class time. They smart, but at the expanse of out rest! :( Sad! But then after that got trng at indoor court :D I like indoor court! Hehe, no sun, no people watching, and we can pick our own balls w/o having to feel super sian because the balls are like in such a limited space! At least that's what I feel.... Quite lame right, yes I also think lame! Hehe, but there got hot water can bathe nicely :) Omg, wtv, what am I even talking about. Ok, I go sleep le hehe. Night!&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/29035523-2377695213044650195?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2377695213044650195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2377695213044650195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2377695213044650195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2377695213044650195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/warning-big-chunky-paragraphsbelow.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/ScuiBRjls6I/AAAAAAAABNg/gwWbmK-1pEg/s72-c/Pozition%2520Chunky%252001-07%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-4462753910590834095</id><published>2009-03-24T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:11:23.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am damn sad now. What's to be done is just to wait for the maths paper to finish tomorrow, which will leave me in seeming depression, and then, I'll get my therapy (retail!) I really feel v sad now and I have no idea why. Ok, actually I do, but that shouldn't be the case because it was my choice. &amp;amp;I remember this stupid phrase &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Choices have Consequences'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, I'm just reappppppppppppppping what I sow. It sucks, truely. I'm going to try to change for the better and do whatever it takes. I'm genuine, you wait and see.&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/29035523-4462753910590834095?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4462753910590834095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=4462753910590834095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4462753910590834095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4462753910590834095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-damn-sad-now.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-1918611354048481010</id><published>2009-03-20T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:49:12.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Diet plan? Hehe, say easy eh~~~ No sweets/chocs for me :D&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ScOsZMofE6I/AAAAAAAABNY/-hGljAercBU/s1600-h/1068_7_258_2007%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315281534115058594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ScOsZMofE6I/AAAAAAAABNY/-hGljAercBU/s320/1068_7_258_2007%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zomg, I simply cannot wait for MBT to be over, like S-E-R-I-O-U-S-L-Y!!!!!!!!! And the things I wna do after block test!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Visit TK and eat Tom Yum Banmian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Play the friendly match against StHildas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Visit my dentist (smth broke and it's like scratching my mouth but now I no time go, sad right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bake cookies nxt Sunday &amp;amp;Squeeze &lt;strong&gt;icing&lt;/strong&gt; on the cookies (icing will say: 30/03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Give out the cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have dinner at a nice restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shopping trip @vivo/orchard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Watch play at Esplanade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go to sentosa to play beach volleyball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a fun &lt;strong&gt;birthday&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesssssssst! So I'm like super waitng for MBT to be over. Monday is like the most tormenting because it's like writing day! Econs and lit, fun! Wa lucky only 3h paper, if not, rly funfair! But I'm srsly not prepared for the tests, there is simply not enough time for everything! And I want to get into Socio/Psycho, my target, and I must reach it! So I'm going to continue studying despite how much I destest it, and also despite how much results studying will actualy yield. Tsk. But today was quite productive, I was at Expo today together with many many mj people like Rachel, Rebecca, Kenneth, Shaun, Terrence, Bryan, Jillene, Gladys, Syjia, Alicia, Jierong, Charmaine, Junjia, Jocelyn...... And these are just those I know their names, there were like x2 more! K, sleepy, jiayou everyone, study hard! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-1918611354048481010?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1918611354048481010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=1918611354048481010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1918611354048481010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1918611354048481010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/diet-plan-hehe-say-easy-eh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/ScOsZMofE6I/AAAAAAAABNY/-hGljAercBU/s72-c/1068_7_258_2007%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-6663134539052357400</id><published>2009-03-18T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:28:20.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feel like damn long nv blog, but then actually like few days only! Anyway, nowdays, life is made up of eating, sleeping, studying, and training. But training stop today, nxt wk start again. So now, it's like &gt;studying &gt;sleeping. Omg, I got no idea what I typed, like weird! Studied today with team-vb hehe fun. They funny la, sudden ourburst of laughter, then watch the youtube videos (the supposedly scary snake, and the rly scary baby, and the moonwalking? ad!) Then reb was timing herself &amp;amp;snoozing away, joke! Ok, ok ok ok, serious time! Tmrw I staying home, btr do work, Gn people!&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/29035523-6663134539052357400?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6663134539052357400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=6663134539052357400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6663134539052357400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6663134539052357400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-5183571286958729019</id><published>2009-03-14T22:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:59:58.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, hi! I'm back to blog :) Hehe, these couple of days have been really happy, maybe because there is no school annoying people that I hate that I have to see. Omg, am I even making any sense. Oh then just now I was reading seventeen, omg I did a quiz then I found out that I have super -ve thoughts! Oh noooooooooooo! But tsk, the reliability of a magazine's quiz! Hehe, self-deluding, let me la k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Econs talk today at NTU, it was quite interesting, some parts of it anyway, but like it was 80% boring. Then the 10$ we pay is like more than the food we got! Hehe(greedy monsters) ya lor sianzx. Managed to catch the open house and get a FREE BAG (cheapo:D) and saw a few people and they like casted weird eyes cos we were in uniform (because of the talk!) And I saw my SL(when I sec3!) 3As!!!! Omg, why is everyone so amazing. I want to be amazing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Looking forward to the end of GP paper on monday which is so quack cos they cheat our holidays, and trng at spans then study at toapayoh, fun! Ok la not fun, but study there not bad! Yes Reb, I like too! I wouldn'y mind sitting there from 8am-8pm. Hehe tsk I shall go sleep because I'm like super tired because I woke up at like 630 this morning for that talk at ntu. Gn&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/29035523-5183571286958729019?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5183571286958729019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=5183571286958729019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5183571286958729019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5183571286958729019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-hi-im-back-to-blog-hehe-these.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-8781831641005588518</id><published>2009-03-12T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:24:01.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel freaking tired from trng just now, like my arms are aching intensely and I have no idea why! But I think fun hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'm missing my GDGDGDGDGDGDGDFriend HBX!!!!!! Faster come back k! I need to bitch to you about everything and hehe, feels weird everytime I sign in got no one/ less people like popping out of the bottome of my screen! Hehe, BX, what is life w/o you ;););););) HEHE WHEN YOU COME BACK AND READ THIS, HEHE! Will you be cheezed to death! :D Lol, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SbkaxwnSRoI/AAAAAAAABNQ/t2IHMU-nhvs/s1600-h/Image211.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312306677625800322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SbkaxwnSRoI/AAAAAAAABNQ/t2IHMU-nhvs/s320/Image211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And failing to plan, is planning to fail. So now I'm going to plan out my time for mbt. See you around, trng tmrw again! Tiring... but fun hehe. K bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-8781831641005588518?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8781831641005588518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=8781831641005588518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/8781831641005588518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/8781831641005588518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-feel-freaking-tired-from-trng-just.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SbkaxwnSRoI/AAAAAAAABNQ/t2IHMU-nhvs/s72-c/Image211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-7099091172465235295</id><published>2009-03-10T20:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:42:31.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With all the stabbinzx going around, I rly feel like stabbing myself, and feel what the feeling is like, like if I will die. Wtv, the stabbing at some uni and some hotel, then the stabbing of the ghost movie (that sounds interesting! i wna watch!) of eyeball, and the metaphorical stabbing of someone[s] heart some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sbejd-g1wgI/AAAAAAAABNI/JZs_qql3elY/s1600-h/deleted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311894020899062274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sbejd-g1wgI/AAAAAAAABNI/JZs_qql3elY/s320/deleted.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to find a new best friend who will be my best friend forever and will give in to my every wimp and be there for me to talk over the phone 24/7 and for me to run to whenever I feel like and for me to call out when I feel like and give me the best advice no one else can offer. Sounds like a hotline right? 1900-CALL-FOR-A-BFF. Ya sign up sheet is coming around soon &amp;amp;it'll be trampled and stepped on and crumpled and blackened and baaaa wtv, break my heart! Sianzx, guess what I'm going to do now? No, dont, ew, bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-7099091172465235295?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7099091172465235295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=7099091172465235295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7099091172465235295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7099091172465235295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/with-all-stabbinzx-going-around-i-rly.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sbejd-g1wgI/AAAAAAAABNI/JZs_qql3elY/s72-c/deleted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-6622261736537559052</id><published>2009-03-08T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:24:27.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SbPh1kguUoI/AAAAAAAABM4/AfCmfdtHSTs/s1600-h/3085385884_239f88cbf9%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310836696050193026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SbPh1kguUoI/AAAAAAAABM4/AfCmfdtHSTs/s320/3085385884_239f88cbf9%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Salmon Sashimi I like!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Heheh, went for sakae dinner at Eastpoint just now, yumyumyum! And I've recently also developed a love for Unagi, apart from my ususal soft shell crabz and prawn and traaaaaa-smth! Food = Happy me. &amp;amp;Just now JFYX and I went to ntuc and stuffed all kinds of sweets and chocs and nuggets and cheesespread and chips and icecream into the huge trolley#@#*!!!!! Hehe, so now I'm like damn happy, totally opposite from yesterday where I felt that the world was sunkened into the bottomless abyss. Friendly tmrw against tpj, hope that all goes well! Fun like funfair hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/29035523-6622261736537559052?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6622261736537559052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=6622261736537559052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6622261736537559052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6622261736537559052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/salmon-sashimi-i-like-heheh-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SbPh1kguUoI/AAAAAAAABM4/AfCmfdtHSTs/s72-c/3085385884_239f88cbf9%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-7636965931805037618</id><published>2009-03-07T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:47:05.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SbKW7VaVmCI/AAAAAAAABMw/vxbhFewP3tM/s1600-h/pile-of-books%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310472856727296034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SbKW7VaVmCI/AAAAAAAABMw/vxbhFewP3tM/s320/pile-of-books%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:( so many things &amp;amp;more of it.&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/29035523-7636965931805037618?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7636965931805037618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=7636965931805037618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7636965931805037618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7636965931805037618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-many-things-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SbKW7VaVmCI/AAAAAAAABMw/vxbhFewP3tM/s72-c/pile-of-books%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2587688324907814155</id><published>2009-03-05T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:34:17.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sianzzxxczx!!! Friendly just now lose like funfair 5-0! But wht to do? Train harder lor, so jiayou main 6!!! Move faster?!?! I hope that our team can move to second round hehe. And skipping like fun, jump like can grow taller and sweat, means like can lose weight! Super tired now! After friendly went to roxy to eat my tomyum banmian yumyumyumyum!!!! Hehe wa I happy sia, and small coffee shop talk around a round table before heading home on a squeezy bus 12 ride. I think I won't be able to wake up in time for school tmrw, plus it's raining right now and it's nice to sleep. Goodnight :) &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&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/29035523-2587688324907814155?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2587688324907814155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2587688324907814155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2587688324907814155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2587688324907814155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/sianzzxxczx-friendly-just-now-lose-like.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-3668615021775795139</id><published>2009-03-04T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:24:05.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sa6J_MernhI/AAAAAAAABMo/4qTQggxVKp4/s1600-h/P04-03-09_21.57.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309332729491070482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sa6J_MernhI/AAAAAAAABMo/4qTQggxVKp4/s320/P04-03-09_21.57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MBT Timetable is out. TSK!!!!!!!! Damn annoying right. And my papers are crammed up in the first three days! So is that a good thing or bad? GP like rightsmackedszx on the first day of holiday, then lit plus econs! Like 6h of writing, hehe, but like fun ;) Nowdays, I'm making a more conscious effort to finish my my tutorials! So I hope that I wont do as badly as promos for this MBT! Mugszszxxcxz &amp;amp;after I blog I gna do my outline for econs tutorial tmrw! Wa, life is seriously damn sian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY! Hehehe, I got a secretzzcxsxz ;) !!!! Omg, I feel annoying putting all the [zzzxcxcsszxx] at the end of each word, but I just feel like it! So I got to bear with myself, teeeehehe. I tell you, everyone is like going crazy, soon, otherwise, they are already crazy. And one more thing, I don't get how some people can throw bitch fits when they don't even have the right to do so. Like only if people rly care about you, then you throw bitch fit got use, cos people will give you like the attention you want. But when people dont care about you, throw bitch fit for what, hello?? Ok, that was inspired by a story I heard today heh, we'll hate you tgt lor since you make yourself so hateble tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like nowdays I like better mood :) Cos I gotten over the two bigestttt things that I have to get over. Like finally luh, damn long can!!! Like what months lor hehe. So now I can rly concentrate on like things I like eg, studying(!), volleyb(this is genuine:D), bitching with my frienz bcos like people say we bitch tsk- look whose the bitch luh, and eating(yumyumyum!) Hehehe, oh ya, today I forced bx to come to whitesands like early to eat with me. I feel happy eating. Eat more! Hehe, I hope I can eat w people I like more often HEHEHE! Okie, ohohoh! Tmrw got friendly w VJ like at 6, then wa end like dno what time alrd. Now I feel like tomyum-banmian! The roxy one mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, but tmrw like late! Hai, there goes banmian hehe. Ok la, I go do my essayzxczzz now, sian!&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/29035523-3668615021775795139?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3668615021775795139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=3668615021775795139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3668615021775795139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3668615021775795139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/mbt-timetable-is-out.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sa6J_MernhI/AAAAAAAABMo/4qTQggxVKp4/s72-c/P04-03-09_21.57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-6168495804726796478</id><published>2009-02-28T21:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:11:03.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Old times :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sak3F2llZsI/AAAAAAAABMg/kjzQw2F5Wi8/s1600-h/P30-03-08_19.51%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307834209524868802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sak3F2llZsI/AAAAAAAABMg/kjzQw2F5Wi8/s320/P30-03-08_19.51%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Homework doing today at expo, saw like gazillion people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I received an unexpected weird sms that totally shock me! But haha, I think it should be alright la??? I HOPE!!!!!! And if you're reading this omg I don't know why you did it. (: But I wont hate you like you think I would lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK TV TIME NOW :D See you all like soon! Goodbye hehe. Fun like Funfair! Hehe. &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/29035523-6168495804726796478?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6168495804726796478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=6168495804726796478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6168495804726796478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6168495804726796478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/old-times-homework-doing-today-at-expo.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/Sak3F2llZsI/AAAAAAAABMg/kjzQw2F5Wi8/s72-c/P30-03-08_19.51%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-7045640685618113264</id><published>2009-02-26T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:56:53.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been thinking and this is it. I think that these two days I've been very nice and accomodating. And I don't like it because I don't think that anything is working. Your prejudices will remain your prejudices and I will remain as who I am. Nothing will change because I will not. And to overcome prejudices, one must go to fking Pemberly with a big house. So it's impossible. It's just too bad things had to turn out this way. And I'm not sorry for it, not one single bit, because? I don't actually care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SaatYWYyKeI/AAAAAAAABMY/GDhlu3CXMJk/s1600-h/survivor_logo%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307119844740704738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SaatYWYyKeI/AAAAAAAABMY/GDhlu3CXMJk/s320/survivor_logo%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in tk I would have cared more about the people around me. Like if there were conflicts, I would even go to the extent to write long letters to reconcile the situation. Because they are worth it. Because they mean so much to me. Now? These people mean almost nothing, and they are not worth it. Which friend call their friends a bitch and bitch about them while being a friend. Outwit, Outlast, Outplay, OutBITCH. Seriously. Some people, have reach the limits of bitchiness. You all know Royce? Well, he/she/they is/are 2986209136times a bigger bitch. And R is funny and is at least a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My eyes are seriously opened to the world. Like Charlie Gordon(flowersforalgernon) before he got his IQ, where he was living in a fool's paradise. Meridian bitches and hypocrites. Seriously, mugger school? Ya sure, muggers who are bitches and bastards. True mark of characters, whatever, I'm even writing a post about it. Tsk, maths test and four blue pills left. Life's being a bitch, karma huh. Shut up. &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/29035523-7045640685618113264?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7045640685618113264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=7045640685618113264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7045640685618113264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7045640685618113264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-been-thinking-and-this-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SaatYWYyKeI/AAAAAAAABMY/GDhlu3CXMJk/s72-c/survivor_logo%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-5072574131610090323</id><published>2009-02-23T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T00:25:52.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SaF8Nye7RfI/AAAAAAAABMQ/ZLE604_CE98/s1600-h/TKBand2004%2520-%2520All%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305658412350785010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SaF8Nye7RfI/AAAAAAAABMQ/ZLE604_CE98/s320/TKBand2004%2520-%2520All%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sW1WngYuhrk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Tanjong Katong Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Memories&amp;amp;Smilelables, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So take some time off and click on the link, it's really great and it took alot of work. tue+thur+sat or more practices from 9-6 under the crazy hot sun and taking bus trips to ccab/big fields, instrument twirling &amp;amp;90degree marching and 270degree spinning and 360degree spinning for punishment (my fav punishment when people lose scores). Annoneh Pakukeh[sp?! till now i still dk how to spell it] cheers and Belphagor w/o fail every single time we win. Dk why suddenly thought about those times. Hot hot sun. Goodnight. &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/29035523-5072574131610090323?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5072574131610090323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=5072574131610090323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5072574131610090323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5072574131610090323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SaF8Nye7RfI/AAAAAAAABMQ/ZLE604_CE98/s72-c/TKBand2004%2520-%2520All%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-1894145302786733024</id><published>2009-02-22T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:26:05.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#@UPDATE NO. 2!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm getting better but I still feel very sleepy 90% of the time but I controll myself not to sleep because I need to do my tutorials! And the thought of school tomorrow is giving me a headache~~~~ Gazillion lessons until 1615, tell me how do I survive. But lucky got trng! Hehe, I damn sad miss friday trng + I alrd lugged down my kneepads&amp;amp;shoes&amp;amp;extra shirt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SaD9x_S_GpI/AAAAAAAABMI/hcqD-Yz0iKs/s1600-h/sick+bear.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305519396288928402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SaD9x_S_GpI/AAAAAAAABMI/hcqD-Yz0iKs/s320/sick+bear.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And zzzzzz don't know what's wrong with me. I keep making plans for myslef and with people, then cancelling them because I feel rly tired and I don't feel like stepping out of the house. I've been coooooooooooooped up for 3days, usu during the weekends I'll go out like at least once. But yesterday when I went to buy bread from the vending machine just like 10m away from my house, I felt tired and was dying. And my pills are blue. *****Snifff! I did chem tut. lit tut. gp research for tmrw and the one on 26, so now I need to do math tut. and econs tut. and there's a math test and a econs test like soon. &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/29035523-1894145302786733024?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1894145302786733024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=1894145302786733024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1894145302786733024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1894145302786733024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/update-no.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SaD9x_S_GpI/AAAAAAAABMI/hcqD-Yz0iKs/s72-c/sick+bear.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-6111504756852748539</id><published>2009-02-20T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:29:06.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi!!!!!! Omg, I totally neglect this blog! Sorry if you like to read my blog hehe. There will be less updates I guess because school is kicking in HARD &amp;amp; FURIOUS! There's so much lectures to absorb, tutorials to complete, tests to study for and supposedly do well for and it's all making me damn sian of school all together. And trainings! They are like the funnest thing to look forward to after my super long days on Mondays and Thursdays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be making it for tmrw's run and I think I'm a little sad because I'll be letting down callisto and vb. I think the team will get forfeited? And the house will have 1 less runner :( But nvm la, what to do, also cannot reverse everything and make the Indonesia haze go away or make me stronger so I won't fall sick! Sucks being sick, especially during such a timely period. Hope that I'll get well in time for school, so I won't be missing any lessons or I'll really lack behind. Not like I'm very smart to begin with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm going to get my rest and sleep so that I'll have a speedy recovery. And I think that I'll be doing my homework tomorrow and catching up on what I've missed so far because of my fatigue and what not. Today is going to be the last day I sleep so much! I've been sleeping alot trying to recover from the stupid flu. Dammit, it's annoying. Ok, so to the people running tmrw, all the best and may you all win what ever you want to win! Sorry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-6111504756852748539?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6111504756852748539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=6111504756852748539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6111504756852748539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6111504756852748539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-omg-i-totally-neglect-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-1901636431653609734</id><published>2009-02-14T18:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:02:51.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SZakWhANqrI/AAAAAAAABMA/Kxi5ViAT3uE/s1600-h/free-valentines-day-vectors-3%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302606317998680754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SZakWhANqrI/AAAAAAAABMA/Kxi5ViAT3uE/s320/free-valentines-day-vectors-3%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hehe, such a cynical pic, esp for the broken hearted! Take care :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So while people are basking in love, some other people fall out of it(aww, so sad!) while others get jilted and rejected, feeling utterly empty and sorry for themselves because they have to once again, spend another year, lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was with my love(s!) but basking in tiredness. I lazily climbed out of bed and sticked some motivational words on the gift that I was going to give them and then headed out to the funfair. I wish that tk/mj had something like that. It's so much fun, not that I had fun there, but the atmosphere was fun! So I dragged my lazy legs to cine to meet the rest for lunch, which was quite good but didn't eat super alot. Just ate alot hehe. Went to walk arnd the vicinity and then took a long bus ride home. I like long bus rides :) but only if 1. I have a seat, and 2. I feel like a long bus ride day! Omg, I'm typing rubbish now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So moving on to something impt, I didn't go expo to date my books in the end. Sorry. Hehehe, I need to spend more time studying(doing my homework and preparing for tests and tutorials) So now, I'm going to do just that at my very comfy home with my fridge like 10metres away from me, and my bed, 2metres away! Oh nooooo, wan le wan le, ok ok! See you all soon ok, bye!&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/29035523-1901636431653609734?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1901636431653609734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=1901636431653609734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1901636431653609734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1901636431653609734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/hehe-such-cynical-pic-esp-for-broken.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SZakWhANqrI/AAAAAAAABMA/Kxi5ViAT3uE/s72-c/free-valentines-day-vectors-3%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-4488179002244734640</id><published>2009-02-13T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:20:39.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SZV5Sx3xJ3I/AAAAAAAABL4/r-1UWPE4j4E/s1600-h/P12-02-09_13.43.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302277499830478706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SZV5Sx3xJ3I/AAAAAAAABL4/r-1UWPE4j4E/s320/P12-02-09_13.43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Class at the hall! We were making some total defence posters and had plenty of fun doing it! Cutting hot bods &amp;amp;cheezy sentences from the magazine and all :) But omg, the picture is so filled with blue that it's hurting my eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, is the day before Vday, and it's also Fri13! Guess it's bad luck for some people, hehe. Too bad. Decided to be nice, and got marshmallow and kisses m&amp;amp;ms for everyone! Hope they liked it. Then at trng, there was a mass sweet/choc&amp;amp;cupcakes(fats!) session hehe. And now, I'm like totally exhausted from everything. School the entire week(this wk is a bad one!), the run this morning, and training on 2 conz day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting my love one(s) tmrw for a hearthy lunch and also, a visit to the love funfair, that I have wasted my precious $20, which I think is V V V V V useless! But, dammit, I bought it le. Hehe, ok I rly super tired, I go sleep le! Gn.&lt;br /&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/29035523-4488179002244734640?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4488179002244734640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=4488179002244734640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4488179002244734640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4488179002244734640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/class-at-hall-we-were-making-some-total.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SZV5Sx3xJ3I/AAAAAAAABL4/r-1UWPE4j4E/s72-c/P12-02-09_13.43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-3680299067399368230</id><published>2009-02-08T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:11:58.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH MY GOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SY7lNsQSzhI/AAAAAAAABLg/_Ts41zfGN2c/s1600-h/band2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425834842213906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SY7lNsQSzhI/AAAAAAAABLg/_Ts41zfGN2c/s320/band2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Pic @the old muddy field near tkp!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SY7lNlmzv_I/AAAAAAAABLY/T7aq-ZAOlEY/s1600-h/band3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300425833057599474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SY7lNlmzv_I/AAAAAAAABLY/T7aq-ZAOlEY/s320/band3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I blive that we were the 'flaggies' then!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can any of you believe this? I don't even remember these pictures existed until I chanced on then on jac's blog!!!!!!!!!! The top picture is almost everyone one like full attendence of band people! The MJ people in the picture are Gladys, Alicia, Yexi, Siti, Hilma, Me, Jocelyn, Michelle(who was in mj for a brief period!). Hehe, omg so funny :) It's like 5/6 years ago! So long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SY7m4I4EEaI/AAAAAAAABLo/WgzOiX8N9ZQ/s1600-h/06042008547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427663591346594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SY7m4I4EEaI/AAAAAAAABLo/WgzOiX8N9ZQ/s320/06042008547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Pic @mj when band came down to prac)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Juxtaposed against a recent picture!!! Hehe, I feel so excited! Ok, I better get going. I have tons of uncompleted work. Those pictures made me really happy :)&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/29035523-3680299067399368230?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3680299067399368230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=3680299067399368230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3680299067399368230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3680299067399368230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-my-gosh-pic-old-muddy-field-near-tkp.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SY7lNsQSzhI/AAAAAAAABLg/_Ts41zfGN2c/s72-c/band2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-6756289827642108678</id><published>2009-02-07T23:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:25:39.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SY2tkEeeADI/AAAAAAAABLI/f0EbVazjYjw/s1600-h/P07-02-09_22.03.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300083171673374770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SY2tkEeeADI/AAAAAAAABLI/f0EbVazjYjw/s320/P07-02-09_22.03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Rekindling of childhood times :D Hehe, when Dan would take a HUGE SPOON when sharing ice cream with all of us cos he don't want to lose out. But if he eats it himself, he would use a small teaspoon to enjoy and savour every bit of it. Tsk tsk! That was some ten years ago? And now, ten years later, we're doing the same thing all over again. This time, not begging for money, or for icecream, just simply buying it ourselves hehe. And now, my cousin's school is SUPER NEAR me! Hehe yay :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;I'm still looking forward to tomorrow hehehe. Although it's gloomy and unfun! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SY2zNocLm4I/AAAAAAAABLQ/tMCbsjsOViM/s1600-h/n718343224_1188189_9573%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300089383260232578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SY2zNocLm4I/AAAAAAAABLQ/tMCbsjsOViM/s320/n718343224_1188189_9573%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(A really blue pic that I found on facebook!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh ya and callisto people! esp the ogls, don't be too sad ok? I seriously dk what you all have went through this orientation but if I were you all, then we come in last I will be sad too! Nvm, road race we win k! I will try to run fast fast &amp;amp;target top 20! +callisto got alot of fast girls like lyn, nicole, fuzzy, huiming, maple &amp;amp;others that I've heard like hanlu(from nicole!), leepeng(from bx!) and the soccer girl and the odac vice cap and I'm sure many more unstated! So nicole and anyone else who is sad, don't be k! I'm sure we'll be ok :D&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/29035523-6756289827642108678?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6756289827642108678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=6756289827642108678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6756289827642108678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6756289827642108678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/rekindling-of-childhood-times-d-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SY2tkEeeADI/AAAAAAAABLI/f0EbVazjYjw/s72-c/P07-02-09_22.03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-985949052692449501</id><published>2009-02-07T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:21:46.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SYxhC8LO0GI/AAAAAAAABLA/wcd8Kt9VAuE/s1600-h/P06-02-09_22.12%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299717564649099362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SYxhC8LO0GI/AAAAAAAABLA/wcd8Kt9VAuE/s320/P06-02-09_22.12%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fl's off to aus! I think that it'll be v v v fun there hehe. Overseas studying, so fun!!!!!!! Met up with Island minus 3 today and went to eat Fish&amp;amp;Co hehe. Yum yum(when am I ever gna stop eating hehehe). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got to get hardworking and stop lazing and slacking around watching tv and surfing the net! &amp;amp;After trainings, I MUST!! dicipling myself to do my tutorials and assignments and study for my test :( it's really really hard to do that. ClassA101!!!! We must study tgt ok?! Then we'll do well tgt and prove everyone wrong that we can have fun and slack but still be hardworking and score well! Omg, wtv I don't think I'm making sense. But I think that staying in school to complete all the hw before going home is a VG idea bcos when we go home, we 1Watch tv, 2On computer, 3Open fridge, 4Go sleep. Yeaa lor, cannot be lazy alrd!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm looking forward to later part of the day, which is like tomorrow but not tomorrow because it's past midnight hehe. Haven't seen them for sooooooooooooo long! Hehe, do you all remember Snowie? I hope that she is ole enough to go down for a stroll :) Ok, I shall go indulge in my world of videos now :) :) :) See you all around!!!!&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/29035523-985949052692449501?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/985949052692449501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=985949052692449501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/985949052692449501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/985949052692449501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/fls-off-to-aus-i-think-that-itll-be-v-v.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SYxhC8LO0GI/AAAAAAAABLA/wcd8Kt9VAuE/s72-c/P06-02-09_22.12%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-6495055673248353999</id><published>2009-02-05T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:16:17.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehehehe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just finish making smth for J :) J?????? Hehe YES! And I'm so looking forward to tomorrow. Meeting Island again &amp;amp;sending fl off! Hehe study time too,,,,, I'm going to study :) Hehehe I feel happy, like VERY happy. Ding dong! Hehe I'm out of my mind le. I feel so contented over smth hehehe. Haven't felt that in a looooooooong time! Meet on Sunday again! Hehe yay! Ok, I go sleep le. Looking super fwd to tmrw :) :) :)&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/29035523-6495055673248353999?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6495055673248353999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=6495055673248353999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6495055673248353999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6495055673248353999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/hehehehe-i-just-finish-making-smth-for.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-7054667660405694072</id><published>2009-02-03T19:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:37:56.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insights &amp;amp; Reflections&lt;/strong&gt; of Things, Long Lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;28.12.2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because there is no reason for me to do so&lt;br /&gt;I know that no matter what I do or how much effort I put in&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how sad you are by this entire episode and&lt;br /&gt;How much you want everything to be where it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never do anything&lt;br /&gt;Because that is just you and you will never change&lt;br /&gt;Never learn and just let this hurt continue to hurt you for eternity&lt;br /&gt;Too proud you are that’s your tragic flaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll get to you time and again and&lt;br /&gt;You’ll feel compelled to get back to me but you don’t&lt;br /&gt;And now when I’m tired and stopped&lt;br /&gt;You feel sad that things had to turn out this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst, you know it’s all your fault&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it in the day and night but&lt;br /&gt;Just keeping these thoughts to yourself and no action done&lt;br /&gt;Thinking and thinking and pondering but nothing ever done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you well, you were my best&lt;br /&gt;Friend I ever had but now&lt;br /&gt;We don’t even acknowledge each other’s presence&lt;br /&gt;But I still know you the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I would like to think of it that way&lt;br /&gt;And I’m almost certain that I’m absolutely right&lt;br /&gt;I’m just as sorry as you are that things had to turn out this way&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;And in everything you do&lt;br /&gt;I’ll still be the same person you knew&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you’ll be the same one I knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-7054667660405694072?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7054667660405694072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=7054667660405694072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7054667660405694072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7054667660405694072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/insights-reflections-of-things-long.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-7958758880683451798</id><published>2009-02-01T12:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:12:09.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was so bored yesterday that I made 25notes on facebook yesterday :) Hehe so go check it out! And this is one of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;19. I feel happy when people tag me on my blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, and I see my tagboard! I feel super happy now! Haha wtv la, I'm just being lame. Anyway, I'm doing my overdued lit essay now and I'm stuck at my second last paragraph. I have no idea how to conclude... And omg ew, there's school tomorrow. It's so disgusting. Well, at least there's people I wna meet tmrw like my classmates, vbmates and my juniors(i hope that gabriel makes it to mj)!!!! :D Okie, I go do my work now! I've found my motivation le hehe!&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/29035523-7958758880683451798?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7958758880683451798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=7958758880683451798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7958758880683451798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7958758880683451798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-was-so-bored-yesterday-that-i-made.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-6044393572049248112</id><published>2009-01-31T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:59:59.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SYQKhgM9pnI/AAAAAAAABKQ/_KPGcKrxggY/s1600-h/islandgroupphoto%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297370632390813298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SYQKhgM9pnI/AAAAAAAABKQ/_KPGcKrxggY/s320/islandgroupphoto%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Island outing yesterday, Fanglynn's going off to Australia &amp;amp;Julien may be going off to New York. :( :( :( eveyone is slowly and gradually leaving. It's gna be Island-1 this friday and then if Julien leaves, it's gna be Island-2! Anyway, yesterday was fun and nice because I had great food :D Cartel Ribs &amp;amp;criss cut fries, then went to ice cream chiefs to eat while fang served us! I think it's v cool to sell icecream! Hehe. We were busy mind mapping or whatever Royce calls it, and recalling Mrs Poon is the funnest thing ever. She confiscated our ruffles when we were passing it around lit class and put it under the staff room table. Then they recalled their lower sec times when there was this teacher who used a mike to talk and it was super loud, so someone went to secretely off the mike! And weird stuff like casting people off the island and everythingggggg... Glad we met up! See you all soon :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SYQ7SbJUG-I/AAAAAAAABKY/1mX6-XUUDv0/s1600-h/P31-01-09_19.43.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297424249405053922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SYQ7SbJUG-I/AAAAAAAABKY/1mX6-XUUDv0/s320/P31-01-09_19.43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &amp;amp;I'm feeling super happy now because I went banannassssssssssss hehehe. Banana cake :D It tastes like banana and it's sweet and it taste like muffin&amp;amp;cake&amp;amp;bread hehehe. Bake bake bake! Cute right, I was inspired by Julien cos she bake for us(as usual) and it was super yummy hehe I got a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SYQ8HoDvBeI/AAAAAAAABKg/qerAnPatASU/s1600-h/P30-01-09_19.52%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297425163404379618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SYQ8HoDvBeI/AAAAAAAABKg/qerAnPatASU/s320/P30-01-09_19.52%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Here it is! Doesn't it look super yummy? I swear, she is the best baker around! The cupcake was tea flavoured with Lemon Swiss meringue frosting! Omg, the frosting was~~~~~ heavenly! Yum yum yum, I'm super happy now, dk why too. Hehe, k see you all soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-6044393572049248112?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6044393572049248112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=6044393572049248112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6044393572049248112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6044393572049248112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/01/island-outing-yesterday-fanglynns-going.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SYQKhgM9pnI/AAAAAAAABKQ/_KPGcKrxggY/s72-c/islandgroupphoto%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-5982735040798347751</id><published>2009-01-29T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:04:13.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder what would happen if I were a nice person. Maybe I'll have a different set of friends, or maybe the things that had already happen wouldn't happen(not saying that the things that happened are bad!), maybe I'll be happier because there is simply no one to hate, or maybe I'll be sadder because I'm constantly trying to be nice to people that I have to restrain myself from bad thoughts about them! Right now, some people just annoy the crap out of me. I think(/know) it's just me, becuase no one gets so irritated by so many people. But maybe people do, just that they shut up about it and keep it to themselves. So right now, I'll briefly mention some pesky irritant. There's this person who shoots me with this outrightly annoying eyes that I absolutely abhor and it irritates me to the max. I'm serious, and I would gladly dig out this eyes if I can. Weak and meek and ugly and whatever(act, I dont mean what I say la, I am just damn annoyed k!) So maybe if you're reading this, but it's low possibility because my blog not popular &amp;amp;you dont read blogs like mine?, just continue with what you're doing &amp;amp;keep it up. Because no matter what you do , nothing will change my perceptions and preconceived ideas that I have about you. And my opinion, does not matter because it does not change you nor determine who you are. So much for my attempts to be nice, it just doesn't pay. You're asking for it, and now, you've got it.&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/29035523-5982735040798347751?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5982735040798347751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=5982735040798347751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5982735040798347751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5982735040798347751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-wonder-what-would-happen-if-i-were.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-4828709636100343327</id><published>2009-01-27T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:40:50.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello, happy chinese new year! It's been great so far, with 10003910814things to feast on. Reunion itself was waaaaaaaaaaaaaa~ got yusheng!, steamboat!, popiah, curry, egg(the yummy black sauce w meat one that is my favvv), shao1chicken2pig3duck, almond jelly! Then cny itself, zomg hehehe. It's like re-eating dinner again! Then at visiting, eat beehoon(omg, i helped to pluck beansprout and cook the beehoon soup and fry the carrot and garlic and mushroom and manymany), fried scallop, nugget, chicken wing, fish, and plus all the normal new year goodies like onglai[pineapple] ;) tarts, eggroll, crackers, sweets, bakuah, waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Wan le wan le. These few days since Friday(yukiyaki steamboat buffet + icecream) were binging days! Diet starts tomorrow! Sian to max, school starting. But it's alright, can't wait to see my friends hehe. Miss you all! I'm going to do(try) my homework now! I list it out k, and if I miss out anything, tag me k! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Math (Integration)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Econs (Complete worksheet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lit (Hol assignment- p&amp;amp;p + unseen, Othello tutorial handout)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chem (Alkenes tutorial)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think that is all, I hope! I'm staying home today to do my work, good right! Hehe, ok ok, do your hw too ok! Seee all of you around :) Bye!! &amp;amp;Collect more $$$$$ over this period k! Vday is around the corner too! Anyone want to go with me to some funfair carnival near kallang?? Heheh, it's a funfair, so I guess it's gna be fun?!#$?@? Hehehehe ok ok , bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-4828709636100343327?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4828709636100343327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=4828709636100343327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4828709636100343327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4828709636100343327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-happy-chinese-new-year-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2723953980126949553</id><published>2009-01-22T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:39:32.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello! Some random rants coming along :) I feel tired now, no idea why! Hehe ok, maybe cos just now got trng, but trng not very tiring leh! Anyway, my internet was spoilt for the past few days tsk tsk, so annoying. So I've been missing out on cyberworld, which feels weird bcos I come online almost everyday to talk to people I like! It's almost an addiction &amp;amp;I think that I'm going to kick this habit for the sake of my A levels. Haiiii, one fun thing off my life.  And recently, I've been trying to shake off some fats but I'm seriously damn lazy! I think, after cny~~~~ sounds good? Hehe, then, I'll eat less unhealty food and run more. Can't wait for tmrw! Hehe so exciting (not the sch performance! but the food for cg reunion :D and vb reunion at some delicious steamboat place :D:D:D!)&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/29035523-2723953980126949553?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2723953980126949553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2723953980126949553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2723953980126949553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2723953980126949553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-some-random-rants-coming-along-i.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-5116823083407423574</id><published>2009-01-16T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:21:51.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SXCkvWSp3DI/AAAAAAAABH8/9FLUNfhN0DE/s1600-h/DSC_0937%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291910695504960562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SXCkvWSp3DI/AAAAAAAABH8/9FLUNfhN0DE/s320/DSC_0937%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;+manymany more who weren't there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Long day tho it's friday! Ended school early today and there was the epps thing. I think that the kids are quite cute :) had to leave early (for dental) and then I headed for training at spans which was fun becuase I got to spike! But it was kinda sad cos I couldn't receive well and spike well. But, what to do hehe, I'll give my best everytime ok? Just that maybe it's not up to standard, thats all. But it's really fun and I love it hehe. Then I dragged some of them to popluar to buy my special highlighter, I bought 3! Waste money heh, but I think I need it la. Hehe had dinner with 1/3 the team and tsk tsk maple... haha keep blaming me! If you never do any thing then I won't have anything to say about you right? Heh, don't worry, I'll keep your seeeecret a secret! :) My brain grew over dinner because of the contents of it. Haha, nice day :) Hoping for more of these days!&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/29035523-5116823083407423574?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5116823083407423574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=5116823083407423574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5116823083407423574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5116823083407423574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/01/manymany-more-who-werent-there-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SXCkvWSp3DI/AAAAAAAABH8/9FLUNfhN0DE/s72-c/DSC_0937%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-40087432003485030</id><published>2009-01-15T18:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T18:46:54.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SW8TswlhzFI/AAAAAAAABH0/q7RcM2kxuDs/s1600-h/eden_water%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291469746861100114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SW8TswlhzFI/AAAAAAAABH0/q7RcM2kxuDs/s320/eden_water%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waaaaa, nowdays I drink water like free! Idk why also. Maybe cos the water cooler damn near my class! It's like literally 10 steps away. I drank 5 bottles of water today in sch leh. Omg, so scary right! Free water... tsk, can't wait for trng tomorrow hehe.&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/29035523-40087432003485030?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/40087432003485030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=40087432003485030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/40087432003485030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/40087432003485030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/01/waaaaa-nowdays-i-drink-water-like-free.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SW8TswlhzFI/AAAAAAAABH0/q7RcM2kxuDs/s72-c/eden_water%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-391186001606072737</id><published>2009-01-14T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:52:00.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School's been alright so far, very ok. In fact, sometimes it's even enjoyable. It's so much better that I expected it to be :) Workload is alright my teachers right now are still alright too. Friends are great! But I'm missing a couple of people, which is v v v saddening but I guess it's alright. And annoying people, been seeing them around, but haha it's still alright because they didn't annoy me! So now, I'm having a nice life. Hope it lasts!&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/29035523-391186001606072737?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/391186001606072737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=391186001606072737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/391186001606072737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/391186001606072737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/01/schools-been-alright-so-far-very-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-451429266892830651</id><published>2009-01-10T00:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:55:42.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If a light bulb in a class overburnt, what each Jc's students will do about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://talkbackdev.stomp.com.sg/forums/showthread.php?t=46492"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://talkbackdev.stomp.com.sg/forums/showthread.php?t=46492&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not even funny, like seriously. I got damn annoyed by reading this. Some smart ass person I guess, with nothing better to do, hurling insults and abuses at schools he/she could never enter. And for the record, what's wrong with our P? I'm from tk and mj and I say that the P is the greatest thing on earth. Any other school out there that rocketed so fast, like tk and mj, that churns out good students with good results? Feeble attempt I guess. But the original lightbulb one was funny. This one seems more like... an attack on all the schools except tp. If I had a gun, and have the ability to tell who wrote this, and can drive, I will drive up to this person now, and shoot him in the head for being so mean. But too bad I can't do any of those, so, goodnight!&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/29035523-451429266892830651?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/451429266892830651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=451429266892830651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/451429266892830651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/451429266892830651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-light-bulb-in-class-overburnt-what.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-7585574496096790822</id><published>2009-01-09T17:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:30:03.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello! Today is the first time I'm writing from Mozilla! And it has auto spell checks! So I'll do a correct-spelling post! And my screen looks bigger now. School will be starting in no time and I dread it. I'm put on like 9302821905kilos and I'm going to be in fatty club again. Crap. Guess I'll have to go jogging again in the wee hours of the morning. Doesn't that suck? And if I stop jogging then everything will go back to square one, just like now, which is damn annoying~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School, school, school. You look at all those clad in blue, think they are the same. They are your friends. But each one is different. Some are nice, some are bad, others are irritable. There are two people that I don't want to see when school starts. But hey, am I the queen? No no no no. So too bad, I can't expel them from the school, as much as I would like to. I really detest people putting on a false front and I can't say it any more than I already have. So if you want to be my friend, don't do that. Ya sure, I'm talking like there's a long snaking queue waiting to befriend me... And I can't bring myself to do anymore homework. I'm so sick, sick and tired of looking at notes and problems and questions. Maybe I need to go to yhs house so I can get some work done. I think only night study works there. Day study don't seem to work. Maths stupid test. I'll study later at night. At like 10pm or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm beginning to understand chem thanks to M. You all have no idea how much I hate chem. But there's no choice. I did my chem tys and alkanes tutorial this holidays and it felt kind of weird, because I don't usually do chem homework. So maybe that was why my chem sucked in the very first place. I really want to do well for A levels and not screw up. And I want to study hard with all my friends and get good results together. Study with me ok [this goes out to people that I date(:]! I promise I won't talk and whatever whatever and I'll just be good and sit down and study hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Monday blues to school.&lt;br /&gt;Blue blue I see, ew,&lt;br /&gt;One I can avoid,&lt;br /&gt;One I never can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maths and chem and test,&lt;br /&gt;And essays and lear,&lt;br /&gt;And the big big A.&lt;br /&gt;What am I even doing this for?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today there was ringing,&lt;br /&gt;And knocking, tick tock.&lt;br /&gt;Come on home,&lt;br /&gt;It’s where you belong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tock tock, so now,&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle some water here.&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting and lazing,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And proclaiming out loud,&lt;br /&gt;Screaming at tops,&lt;br /&gt;I am I am,&lt;br /&gt;When clearly not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Omg, it's out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SWdfJwUWgSI/AAAAAAAABHk/YTS_Co_1oBs/s1600-h/grey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SWdfJwUWgSI/AAAAAAAABHk/YTS_Co_1oBs/s200/grey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289300908563661090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all get at least one good wish a year, over the candles on our birthday. Some of us throw in more on eyelashes, fountains, lucky stars, and every now and then, one of those wishes comes true. So what then? Is it as good as we’d hope? Do we bask in the warm glow of our happiness? Or, do we just notice we got a long list of other wishes waiting to be wished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-7585574496096790822?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7585574496096790822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=7585574496096790822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7585574496096790822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7585574496096790822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-today-is-first-time-im-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SWdfJwUWgSI/AAAAAAAABHk/YTS_Co_1oBs/s72-c/grey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-6905469300781967030</id><published>2009-01-07T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:26:50.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SWOGF0dopqI/AAAAAAAABGo/vr3mJZTD7_s/s1600-h/Coeur_Jeune_by_valse_des_ombres%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288217822003504802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SWOGF0dopqI/AAAAAAAABGo/vr3mJZTD7_s/s400/Coeur_Jeune_by_valse_des_ombres%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alot of people are being very judgemental, and I don't like it. I'm the same, so I guess I don't like myself. New year, has been ok so far because school hasn't started? Heading out almost every single day. From the countdown day, then staying over, then hanging around slacking, meeting people up to study, having nice chats with new people that I rarely chat with, having training, drinking coffee or blended tea and eating muffins, and bowling, and playing in the arcade and even doing homework and complaining about it and finding it fun to complain about it. J's been complaining that life sucks. Don't worry, you'll get use to having a sucky life, it's part of life. &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/29035523-6905469300781967030?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6905469300781967030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=6905469300781967030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6905469300781967030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6905469300781967030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/01/alot-of-people-are-being-very.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SWOGF0dopqI/AAAAAAAABGo/vr3mJZTD7_s/s72-c/Coeur_Jeune_by_valse_des_ombres%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-3034443737596960306</id><published>2009-01-02T22:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:25:35.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Say bye bye to the Year2008. It has be one fast-long year, with so many happenings, so fast paced when great and yet so slow at other unhappy times. So we’ve all been through a lot this year and had our share of good and bad times. So now, there is no point not being able to let go of 08 because it’s all in the past. So let’s reminisce the many many of 08. Sure, some are forgotten, or left out, but it’ll all be etched clearly or blurry in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jcuX3WRI/AAAAAAAABGY/ZFDwD-bmzPQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701988970977554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jcuX3WRI/AAAAAAAABGY/ZFDwD-bmzPQ/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pae, when I just got posted into MJ luckily or miraculously or whatever you call it. It’s where I got to know some great people from my orientation group, my class, and my house at that time (where it was really super purely greatly fun then)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jctHtpQI/AAAAAAAABGQ/_3raBZ8nXG8/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701988634797314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jctHtpQI/AAAAAAAABGQ/_3raBZ8nXG8/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jcGkgasI/AAAAAAAABGI/oLz7sykZZFY/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701978286582466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jcGkgasI/AAAAAAAABGI/oLz7sykZZFY/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The best people of my life I guess. Seeing 5 years of each other since the sec one times. Got into MJ together, fate I guess. If I didn’t go to MJ during pae, I wouldn’t have come to MJ. And I guess same with bx, because her gang of friends are in TJ together with hs! I’m glad that I have friends like these (: Even if I was angry with any of them, the anger can’t last long because, how can anyone be angry at them! Hehe, best thing on earth! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jb3p-4UI/AAAAAAAABGA/frrRRyv3QJA/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701974283018562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jb3p-4UI/AAAAAAAABGA/frrRRyv3QJA/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hbx’s birthday celebration where she spoiled the surprise by peeping at the card when we were making it. But I guessed it was a really great birthday for her since it was the O’s results day and she got a freaking good score, but not good for her standard… Tsk tsk, study harder la pls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jbjhmSrI/AAAAAAAABF4/8SGo_odYDYI/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701968879143602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jbjhmSrI/AAAAAAAABF4/8SGo_odYDYI/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then the same special friends came over (which btw was a surprise, cos I completely didn’t know they were coming right) to celebrate my birthday and made me really really happy and beaming with joy and ya da da… hehehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jITpDpJI/AAAAAAAABFw/_sdvIHBy6F0/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701638197945490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jITpDpJI/AAAAAAAABFw/_sdvIHBy6F0/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joined Volleyball and at first there was Marissa and some other tk people so I thought I wouldn’t be lonely because I already had friends so I won’t have to make new ones. Turned out quite tragically for me, since they all left one by one. But no worries! No tragedy hehe. I made plenty of good friends like… (lists the entire team!) (: Vb is one of the funnest thing in my life now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jIFfO8UI/AAAAAAAABFo/ayCXOZQj_AU/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701634398646594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jIFfO8UI/AAAAAAAABFo/ayCXOZQj_AU/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tk Band, something that no one would ever forget, even if they were not in band! Hehe don’t roll your eyes. Our batch goes out constantly to places like sentosa and hmm, sentosa? They just love sentosa I guess. And oh ya, we go to tk too, to see the band. Hehe. I’m made lots of good friends because of band and they are people that I’ll never ever forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jHxtvNtI/AAAAAAAABFg/qe1Ds4pb6aQ/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701629090772690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jHxtvNtI/AAAAAAAABFg/qe1Ds4pb6aQ/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This. Call it traumatic, call it fantastic. Whatever you want it to be called. The great times were great, and the bad times were bad. But no matter what, it was part of 08, quite a big part too. But whatever it is, let it be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jHxlgdQI/AAAAAAAABFY/H6_52xOQ5O8/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701629056251138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jHxlgdQI/AAAAAAAABFY/H6_52xOQ5O8/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My class! At first I didn’t really want to make friends since MJ already had so many tk people and I can survive without making any friends. And during the first few weeks or months, I was in my little world. Until I finally realise that what great people were in A101 and what I was missing out. I love almost every single one in my class. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jHumKUVI/AAAAAAAABFQ/OvpjH__cylU/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701628253688146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jHumKUVI/AAAAAAAABFQ/OvpjH__cylU/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Island, the slackiest people I have ever met in my life and they are the richest too. I go out with them, and I’m broke immediately. But, I enjoyed my time with them slacking away and talking about random stuff and yeah, sitting around. Miss them a lot, haven’t seen them this holidays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4i4egns-I/AAAAAAAABFI/Hw2iYOwQCUM/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701366237443042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4i4egns-I/AAAAAAAABFI/Hw2iYOwQCUM/s320/12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grew up with, and see, every week, but still, not sick of them at all. Never will be. I wish we could spend more time together. I miss the Tampines times when we were few steps away and can just WALK across the park and have many many many sleepovers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4i3nJHWkI/AAAAAAAABFA/4g7jPxAWpFQ/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701351374903874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4i3nJHWkI/AAAAAAAABFA/4g7jPxAWpFQ/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things that we sign up (running 20rounds around the track!) for, and regret utterly afterwards. Other examples would be the Nike Race and the Standard Chartered Volunteering. But it turned out ok after it was not ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4i2wVVqhI/AAAAAAAABE4/pVSab6jFbHw/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701336662223378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4i2wVVqhI/AAAAAAAABE4/pVSab6jFbHw/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tk Band outdoor preparation at MJ. And the batch was there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4wkKaUdfI/AAAAAAAABGg/50Vd4Hnx-P8/s1600-h/DSC02863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286716410407712242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4wkKaUdfI/AAAAAAAABGg/50Vd4Hnx-P8/s320/DSC02863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YHS Birthday where we decided to do something special and out of ordinary! Can you see that little ball up in the sky! Me lwt and hbx were in it screaming out lungs out and it was damn fun. There's a video about it and no one should see it. I swear, no one! Hehe. It was really really really fun and I think that everyone should have a go at it, if only it wasn't 30$ per ride. Hehehehe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4i2YfYdFI/AAAAAAAABEw/zHZTtZLd-JY/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701330261898322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4i2YfYdFI/AAAAAAAABEw/zHZTtZLd-JY/s320/15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then during term time, there was Cambridge, which really was thumbs up all the way to the sky! The weather there was great. It was summer and it was cooling. Like aircon all the time, just that it was natural aircon all over wherever you went. Lessons were really cool. Only 2hours in the morning and 3hours in the afternoon. Rest of the time left to slack away and learn and study and play games and to go on little trips. Met new people from Cambridge, other JCs, and MJ people. Which were of course, great. Seen new things I’ve never seen (like a double rainbow) and many many more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4i1748rGI/AAAAAAAABEo/5YJdTIlLbwg/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286701322584501346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4i1748rGI/AAAAAAAABEo/5YJdTIlLbwg/s320/16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunway Lagoon with cousins and we ice skated and went to the theme park and tried to find out childhood. More of this please! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4iTxwzPDI/AAAAAAAABEg/5sUKPE3HnGw/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286700735750421554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4iTxwzPDI/AAAAAAAABEg/5sUKPE3HnGw/s320/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My section came to MJ for the band’s concert and missed them so much! Went for dinner together with them. Just saw them that day and I guess they’re doing great. I still can’t believe how I (I believe all ex band people feel the same!) stayed under the sun from 9-6 every Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4iTjA2sxI/AAAAAAAABEY/9xlYAgiksec/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286700731791225618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4iTjA2sxI/AAAAAAAABEY/9xlYAgiksec/s320/18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So here is my class again, for you! We were supposed to be coaches, it was dress up day for teachers day I think. All girls class, well almost! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4iTKwiAJI/AAAAAAAABEQ/oeHr44BqyNg/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286700725280309394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4iTKwiAJI/AAAAAAAABEQ/oeHr44BqyNg/s320/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This was lwt birthday! Steamboat surprise, with lantern surprise. We dumbly carried lanterns from bugis to kallang and we even borrowed a lighter from a stranger. Bugis to kallang because we sent lwt home and then, there was a cake at home that we cut for her. A mooncake! Cute right (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4iSpke4XI/AAAAAAAABEI/DnNsX4SYNtg/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286700716371403122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4iSpke4XI/AAAAAAAABEI/DnNsX4SYNtg/s320/20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4iSVSF-gI/AAAAAAAABEA/QMhahk0Kr-w/s1600-h/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286700710925564418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4iSVSF-gI/AAAAAAAABEA/QMhahk0Kr-w/s320/21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after I mingled with my class, we loved each other, and go on little outings to places like the airport to just waste time, or was it to study, or was it to eat. I seriously can’t remember. And our little outing to East Coast Park, where I smartly skated from my house to ECP. Courting death right… We sat down at bedok jetty, then went to the garden to take picture because there was nicer scenery there! Fun right! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4h9uN18cI/AAAAAAAABD4/2DysS_oJfAk/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286700356841370050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4h9uN18cI/AAAAAAAABD4/2DysS_oJfAk/s320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here’s Jo, one of my bestest friend from tk. It was at ECP too! There was one point of time where there was a fascination for skating. It’s like everyone was skating. Now, I think it’s died down, and there’s probably a few survivors from tk still skating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4h9SeTOFI/AAAAAAAABDw/T8MDhvuVX4Y/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286700349394204754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4h9SeTOFI/AAAAAAAABDw/T8MDhvuVX4Y/s320/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehe, I told you I can’t get enough of my cousins! Hope to see you all soon! And there is a new addition to the family. Naughty noisy Snowie (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4h9B2VuGI/AAAAAAAABDo/tvnTwwlNtTM/s1600-h/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286700344931629154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4h9B2VuGI/AAAAAAAABDo/tvnTwwlNtTM/s320/24.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently, like 1, 2 months, we started training at spans and I like indoor because smaller area! Training starting soon! Looking forward to see all of them again and to burn off fats and to hit the ball! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4h8x_FopI/AAAAAAAABDg/YgJqi7K3oPA/s1600-h/25.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286700340673356434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4h8x_FopI/AAAAAAAABDg/YgJqi7K3oPA/s320/25.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JFYX! The most annoying brat of the century. But, I can beat her to that. The bed that is beside my bed for ever and ever and even if we fight hehe. I win. Unless I let you. Hehe, just kidding. Study hard ok! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4h8YK7VsI/AAAAAAAABDY/TCc9zxxwH8k/s1600-h/26.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286700333743691458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4h8YK7VsI/AAAAAAAABDY/TCc9zxxwH8k/s320/26.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hong Kong with them was great! Not Hong Kong being great, but them being great! (: More trip next year ok???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I would love to continue, but I think there is a pressing need to go back to homework because there is a gazillionsssssss left undone. The new year day was spent greatly with some great people! Looking forward to art day, and hopes it come true! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss me a lot!&lt;br /&gt;Love, Joan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-3034443737596960306?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3034443737596960306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=3034443737596960306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3034443737596960306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3034443737596960306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2009/01/say-bye-bye-to-year2008.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SV4jcuX3WRI/AAAAAAAABGY/ZFDwD-bmzPQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-7956742208828587673</id><published>2008-12-31T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:45:52.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehe it's kinda funny how this world is hehehe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like how D asked A for advice, and C asked B for advice. Hehe and it's like in the end although D and C is talking, it's like A and B are talking. Hehe quite cute no? And the same A and B are soughted for advice from E and F, hehe. So A and B should just talk to each other forever hehe~ I'm B hehe guess who's A. Love you A muackszzx HAHAHA :)&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/29035523-7956742208828587673?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7956742208828587673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=7956742208828587673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7956742208828587673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7956742208828587673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/hehe-its-kinda-funny-how-this-world-is.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2042928180720520097</id><published>2008-12-29T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:43:11.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wna gorge lots of food down and I want nice yummy food that taste heavenly ok? Hehe, omg I wna eat!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SVjgdUk1ExI/AAAAAAAABDQ/5dGHhZO1Ryg/s1600-h/lil%2520fern%2520gorging%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285220957063287570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SVjgdUk1ExI/AAAAAAAABDQ/5dGHhZO1Ryg/s320/lil%2520fern%2520gorging%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have been seeing yhs quite abit these days hehe:) And *ehmm* cycling tmrw at 0800? Haha yea sure, I'm waiting for your call. Bet it'll never come, or maybe, at 1200. Hehe. Study with hbx and yhs today and that hbx like finally, but reluctantly dragged her ass out of house. Haha ok wtv, I'm damn sick of studying luhhh~ Ok, it's not even studying, it's doing homework. And ew, everyone is getting tuition and I feel left behind because I refuse to have (minus away j2 help! that is really a must) urggggggg, this is annoying, I'm annoyed by myself. Haha ok wtv, dont care me k! See you all soon, tmrw is gna be a long day, long but good I guess. And the following day will be a even better day. Then it's the new year, with new resolutions, and tons of work and revision... Ew.&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/29035523-2042928180720520097?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2042928180720520097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2042928180720520097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2042928180720520097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2042928180720520097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wna-gorge-lots-of-food-down-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SVjgdUk1ExI/AAAAAAAABDQ/5dGHhZO1Ryg/s72-c/lil%2520fern%2520gorging%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-7070985280920521570</id><published>2008-12-28T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T12:44:02.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi there, Chemistry suck socks and I bear complete abhorrence for it. I can barely manage a single problem and this stinks. These passing few days have been great, trying to do homework, watching pride&amp;amp;prejudice, reading texts, sleeping over, catching up with dearests, and sleeping. Lacking exercise here because can't bring myself to crawl out of bed in the ungodly hour! Holidays have been ok and I've changed thoughts about 09 now. How bad can it get compared to 08! I think this year has been one crap year if you minus away all the good things. But good things were great, just that bad things were really bad. So, new year, new beginnings, new challenges (eg.studying 247). K, so before the new year starts, I shall start on the challenge! Bye bye.&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/29035523-7070985280920521570?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7070985280920521570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=7070985280920521570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7070985280920521570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7070985280920521570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-there-chemistry-suck-socks-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-4464799321311581874</id><published>2008-12-25T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:56:50.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SVN_tF-8ulI/AAAAAAAABDI/3NJ8hTakr7s/s1600-h/ist2_3254351-hand-countdown%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283707200512768594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SVN_tF-8ulI/AAAAAAAABDI/3NJ8hTakr7s/s320/ist2_3254351-hand-countdown%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dont you all dread Countdown9? I do :( I dont want 09 to come, because it means that I'll be J2 along with all my classmates and friends and blah!! I hate it man, ew. And yet, I'm throwing a Countdown Party... What irony eh. I seriously don't don't don't don't don't want 09 to come :( :( :( I hate it man. Tons of school work, lots of training (fun!), balancing time, going out with friends (and the lack of time to do so) and exams and block tests and getting back grades, sitting for prelims, and for now, the thought of it all. It's so yucky and everything. For the big big big A levels. Oh crap, why did I put myself through this. I'm sorry if you had to read this and spoil your festive mood, but I'm really feeling down now, thinking about 09. I abhor the arrival of the new year, and I don't see why anyone should celebrate it. But I am gna celebrate it. Can I not? :( There's nothing to celebrate about, really...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm snapping out of this mode *the-wallowing-in-self-pity-or-whatever-you-call-it-mode* right now and I'm gna have my fking celebration and enjoy 08 and heck 09 and I'll deal with all the crap that the year gives and so are all of you! We're going to get straight A's for A levels. That's why it's called A level right! Must get A. Ok wtv, I'm being cranky as usual... So embrace 08 while you can :D &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/29035523-4464799321311581874?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4464799321311581874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=4464799321311581874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4464799321311581874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4464799321311581874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-you-all-dread-countdown9-i-do-i.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SVN_tF-8ulI/AAAAAAAABDI/3NJ8hTakr7s/s72-c/ist2_3254351-hand-countdown%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-799208721516215968</id><published>2008-12-24T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:23:56.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wna make a gingerbread house too! Looks so pretty right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SVJDP8iHohI/AAAAAAAABDA/_Tk9Gva_4kU/s1600-h/finished%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283359254085345810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SVJDP8iHohI/AAAAAAAABDA/_Tk9Gva_4kU/s320/finished%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pity I'm not into Chirstmas. Shoot me for saying this or what lor, but truely, I'm not. It's just a public holiday to me but it's not much different to me since it's already the school holidays. Oh well, I'm what you call an atheist, and atheist don't have anywhere to go after they die... Or something along those lines. Oh well, why am I even talking about this in the supposed festivity? I guess during christmas you'll get to er get together with your family and friends and everything and be merry. Yea merry! Omg, I am so annoying I feel like shooting myself. Ok! I've made up my mind, I'm going to make a house, or a something out of cookies one day. One day... You just wait... You'll see a pretty picture of a cookie house or something on this blog! Pinky promise. Omg, eww wth, pinky promise? Wtv la, just you wait :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-799208721516215968?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/799208721516215968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=799208721516215968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/799208721516215968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/799208721516215968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wna-make-gingerbread-house-too-looks.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SVJDP8iHohI/AAAAAAAABDA/_Tk9Gva_4kU/s72-c/finished%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-1614747104788936545</id><published>2008-12-23T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:41:33.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm happy hehe. Today I finally touched my numerous worksheets and I found out that there is ALOT to do and ALOT undone. Haha, but I'm still happy. There's the festive season and the joyful season and a million gazillion things to be happy about wheeeee~ Lol, wtv la hehe. Maybe one day, I can look at homework and subjects like chemistry... literature... economics... mathematics... and be genuinely happy. Later I must go do my epps thingy and the osvap thingy that is annoying the crap out of me. I hate it man! Esp the later... hate to the max! But what to do? I got myself into this mess. Ok, I need to get the ball rolling and start on epps first :) Bye!&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/29035523-1614747104788936545?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1614747104788936545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=1614747104788936545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1614747104788936545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1614747104788936545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-happy-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-9068902066877846387</id><published>2008-12-22T21:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:46:25.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehe hi! These few days had been really great. Haha, life at home idling away beats everything else. I went swimming today hehe, fun right! And I read Othello (: I hate Iago for being such a jerk, Othello is such an idiot, Cassio is just as dumb and Will/S is just amazing, I guess. If Lit is just about reading and reading and nothing else then it would be the best subject. But bloody no, its not, and I hate it omg. Hehe no la, jk only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway! Meet Snowy :D I hate her man! She bite me. Hehe I was asking for it. She was like crazy biting everything and I went to stop her hehe. But apart from that bite, she's the most adorable thing ever in the whole world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SU-UcnLZunI/AAAAAAAABC4/wLTwYgsd-Ew/s1600-h/DSC00534+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282604107202935410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SU-UcnLZunI/AAAAAAAABC4/wLTwYgsd-Ew/s320/DSC00534+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe I've still been thinking quite abit nowdays, but hehe not alot la. I've been thinking about my friends! I realise that I like alot of people, it's only a few people that I don't like hehe. And friends, it's about being happy around them and being yourself. If you're not capapble of doing that, then you won't have that friend anymore. You cannot consider that someone to be your friend, I guess. If you wna be my friend, I must be able to make you smile and be happy, otherwise, you cannot be my friend. And you must make me happy too! Haha wtv la, I'm just rambling as usual. Don't mind me k (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I became nicer over the holidays hehe. I'm like alienated from the rest of Earth and popluation and locked up at home. No bad people to influence me to become mean and bitchy. Hehe&amp;amp;I'm just too lazy to go out. This hols, I went out mostly for trngs, which is a must, and is fun btw heh. I only met up with one grp of friend from sec sch! Ok, maybe two. Nv see my section, or island or hehe nvm, I'm sure there is next time. I miss alot of people but I'm like too lazy to go anywhere. So come find me at my house k (:&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe if I like you enough, I'll be nice and move my lazy butt out of my comfy house! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-9068902066877846387?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/9068902066877846387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=9068902066877846387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/9068902066877846387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/9068902066877846387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/hehe-hi-these-few-days-had-been-really.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SU-UcnLZunI/AAAAAAAABC4/wLTwYgsd-Ew/s72-c/DSC00534+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-1550784173937599041</id><published>2008-12-20T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:00:31.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUzqc8zXCsI/AAAAAAAABCQ/rtGzitLchDY/s1600-h/DSC01585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281854246077532866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUzqc8zXCsI/AAAAAAAABCQ/rtGzitLchDY/s320/DSC01585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Disney for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wna go Florida Disney. And I wna fulfil my dreams (but i must find it first)... Meanwhile, study is the right thing to do. Wasted like million gazillion time on everything except studying ): must must must study but it's hard. How? Don't worry I'll solve my own problem heh. See y'll soon k bye.&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/29035523-1550784173937599041?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1550784173937599041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=1550784173937599041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1550784173937599041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1550784173937599041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/disney-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUzqc8zXCsI/AAAAAAAABCQ/rtGzitLchDY/s72-c/DSC01585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-4118108065555913553</id><published>2008-12-20T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T02:12:21.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi I'm back! If you all even know that I left (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2Two things I liked about hk was the Shopping and the DimSum. Apart from that, I hate everything else. And above everything else, loved the rest. Don't mind me, I'm cranky. Goodnight.&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/29035523-4118108065555913553?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4118108065555913553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=4118108065555913553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4118108065555913553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4118108065555913553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-im-back-if-you-all-even-know-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-3672169163929007050</id><published>2008-12-19T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:03:00.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Introducing you to my old life back in sec4 where I had this Island clique (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUE7AN6QH4I/AAAAAAAABCI/Aq-uOlHELyY/s1600-h/P1000779.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278565113174957954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUE7AN6QH4I/AAAAAAAABCI/Aq-uOlHELyY/s320/P1000779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUE6_-5eIMI/AAAAAAAABCA/akewu8ZiVlU/s1600-h/CIMG0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278565109145149634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUE6_-5eIMI/AAAAAAAABCA/akewu8ZiVlU/s320/CIMG0225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not very close now, nothing like sticky chewing gum or glue, haven't seen them in ages xcept for michelle and if you count jac when I saw her at standardC. Haven't been catching up w/ my old friends at all. Maybe somtime soon, maybe after A levels, maybe never, but then, they'll always be my friends hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/29035523-3672169163929007050?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3672169163929007050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=3672169163929007050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3672169163929007050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3672169163929007050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/introducing-you-to-my-old-life-back-in.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUE7AN6QH4I/AAAAAAAABCI/Aq-uOlHELyY/s72-c/P1000779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2290268144711074666</id><published>2008-12-17T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:59:00.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take this quiz: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Name the last five Heisman trophy winners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Name the last five winners of the Miss America contest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Name the last half dozen Academy Award winners for best actor actress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Name the last decade's worth of World Series winners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How did you do? The point is, none of us remember the headliners of yesterday. These are no second-rate achievers. They are the best in their fields. But the applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are forgotten. Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's another quiz. See how you do on this one: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. List a few teachers who aided your journey through school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Name three friends who have helped you through a difficult time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Name five people who have taught you something worthwhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Think of a few people who have made you feel, appreciated and special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Think of five people you enjoy spending time with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Name half a dozen heroes whose stories have inspired you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Easier? The lesson: The people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They are the ones that care. Pass this on to those people who have made a difference in your life.&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/29035523-2290268144711074666?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2290268144711074666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2290268144711074666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2290268144711074666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2290268144711074666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/take-this-quiz-1.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-8573782679076553848</id><published>2008-12-15T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:51:00.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicole Tan JN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUEs4KNOUGI/AAAAAAAABBw/0YSJWka9UnI/s1600-h/Nic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278549581579047010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUEs4KNOUGI/AAAAAAAABBw/0YSJWka9UnI/s320/Nic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Anyway, I clearly remembered you demanding a post about you here, apparently because you say that viewership here is higher... Ben si le omg. Ok, so how do I dedicate a post to you? I got no idea. Hehe I try k, I'll start trying now. You're such a great great great friend and you can be the best friend in the world if you want to (: You try to be nice, pretend to be nice, but you're not really nice! Hehe, I'm just kidding. You're one of the nicest person I've ever met in my whole life ( if you minus all the bitchy and hypocraite things away ). But oh crap, everyone would be nice if you minus away all the un-nice things they do. Right?! Hehe, I'm not making any sense but who cares yea yea? Tho we've know each other for like only &gt;1year, you're like one of my goodest friend hehe. And it's kind of weird right, we became good friends because of some dirty ditching going around. But it turned out good, at least for me (: I gained a really good friend, almost a best friend! Hehe, no best friends for me rmb? Traumatic encounters hehe. Thks for everything and for being who you are (: Cheezzsssy not?! Now, you owe me one... And I'm having alot of fun in hk now :D And rmb your catch phrase? Wo de yi ke xin muah muah, see you 22! Byebye. &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/29035523-8573782679076553848?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8573782679076553848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=8573782679076553848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/8573782679076553848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/8573782679076553848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/nicole-tan-jn-1year-youre-like-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUEs4KNOUGI/AAAAAAAABBw/0YSJWka9UnI/s72-c/Nic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-7074584296945586074</id><published>2008-12-14T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:36:00.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bfs for life&lt;/strong&gt; ( Yea sure, we are too lazy to even meet up )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUE2OktWwCI/AAAAAAAABB4/EsR5aDc3Luc/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278559862254911522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUE2OktWwCI/AAAAAAAABB4/EsR5aDc3Luc/s320/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hbx chose, 14 apparently so here it is, on the 14th! See what lengths I go to entertain my friends. Hope that they read/see this or else all my painstaking efforts will go to waste. Entertaining them even while I'm away. Hehe. I'm such a nice girl, I swear. So, treasure me and love me. I might be back with bird flu but I certainly hope not. Anyway, really miss you all lots lots lots. Ya actually I'm lying la, hehe, don't miss you all at all. I know y'll won't miss me too hehe. Lazy people, birds of the same feather flock together. Rmb we had this pen or was it a pencil? We bought for someone's birthday or stayover or smth. Ok, wtv, I'm having lots of fun now this moment you are reading this. Hah! Hehe k k k bye~ Love me(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/29035523-7074584296945586074?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7074584296945586074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=7074584296945586074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7074584296945586074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7074584296945586074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/bfs-for-life-yea-sure-we-are-too-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SUE2OktWwCI/AAAAAAAABB4/EsR5aDc3Luc/s72-c/us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-3266529134067659728</id><published>2008-12-13T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:08:52.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehe hi, I'm talking flight soon yay, getting out of this horrid place. Haha, nah I'm just kidding. Miss you all lots and one more thing... Look out for scheduled post here, tho I'll be away hehe. So, have fun and play your hearts out. Don't study yet k! Wait for me to come back and we'll all study together. Miss you all lots! (:&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/29035523-3266529134067659728?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3266529134067659728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=3266529134067659728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3266529134067659728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3266529134067659728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/hehe-hi-im-talking-flight-soon-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-4638373789396309440</id><published>2008-12-10T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:16:58.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST_dNt1QQMI/AAAAAAAABBo/-h7XI7FZUxk/s1600-h/monsta20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278180516012507330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST_dNt1QQMI/AAAAAAAABBo/-h7XI7FZUxk/s320/monsta20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When you're little, night time is scary because there are monsters hiding right under the bed. When you get older, the monsters are different. Self doubt, loneliness, regert... And though you may be older and wiser, you still find yourself scared of the dark."&lt;/em&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/29035523-4638373789396309440?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4638373789396309440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=4638373789396309440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4638373789396309440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4638373789396309440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-youre-little-night-time-is-scary.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST_dNt1QQMI/AAAAAAAABBo/-h7XI7FZUxk/s72-c/monsta20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-6356824254697015931</id><published>2008-12-09T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:52:34.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My class. My happy class. Or maybe, my not so happy class. My cliquish class. My fun class. My gossipy class. My bitchy class. We're a class whether we like it or not and I'll like to believe that all of us like each other. But sometimes, it's hard to lie to yourself. But nah, despite everything, we're fun if we want to be. And cool, definitely. Here's some pictures that N drew, so enjoy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Click on pictures to enlarge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Andrea 2)Tara 3)CaiLing 4)Roze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST6N01XlTfI/AAAAAAAABBg/v6iLqehUZiQ/s1600-h/P05-12-08_14.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277811752143506930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST6N01XlTfI/AAAAAAAABBg/v6iLqehUZiQ/s320/P05-12-08_14.15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 5)Lyn 6)Brian 7)Sarah 8)Joan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST6NrgmdHtI/AAAAAAAABA4/zJO_PhcxPTY/s1600-h/P05-12-08_14.15%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277811591949917906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST6NrgmdHtI/AAAAAAAABA4/zJO_PhcxPTY/s320/P05-12-08_14.15%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 9)HuiLing 10)Edmund 11) XioaHui 12)Atiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST6NsBW8mXI/AAAAAAAABBA/Ey5RK6zPylk/s1600-h/P05-12-08_14.16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277811600743242098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST6NsBW8mXI/AAAAAAAABBA/Ey5RK6zPylk/s320/P05-12-08_14.16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 13)SimYee 14)Fuzzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST6NsgYhPgI/AAAAAAAABBI/nprcO_5YT9A/s1600-h/P05-12-08_14.16%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277811609071336962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST6NsgYhPgI/AAAAAAAABBI/nprcO_5YT9A/s320/P05-12-08_14.16%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 15)Velvarie 16)HuiMing 17)Debra 18)Fazall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST6NtBMPuRI/AAAAAAAABBQ/-5s1lc1GksM/s1600-h/P05-12-08_14.16%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277811617878227218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST6NtBMPuRI/AAAAAAAABBQ/-5s1lc1GksM/s320/P05-12-08_14.16%5B02%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;19)Lynette 20)Marissa 21)Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST6NtTah95I/AAAAAAAABBY/LKlv2x8pBEk/s1600-h/P05-12-08_14.16%5B03%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277811622769981330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST6NtTah95I/AAAAAAAABBY/LKlv2x8pBEk/s320/P05-12-08_14.16%5B03%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You know you love us xoxo A101&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/29035523-6356824254697015931?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6356824254697015931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=6356824254697015931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6356824254697015931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6356824254697015931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-class.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/ST6N01XlTfI/AAAAAAAABBg/v6iLqehUZiQ/s72-c/P05-12-08_14.15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-8556616976319600354</id><published>2008-12-08T17:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:02:01.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/STzs10N0FFI/AAAAAAAABAw/QbkoMpR4jMk/s1600-h/grey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277353272665183314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/STzs10N0FFI/AAAAAAAABAw/QbkoMpR4jMk/s320/grey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feel good after one long long long day of sleep! I slept till 1pm today hehe. I'm convinced that sleep makes a person happy. Yesterday I was watching Grey's Anatomy: Sleep, it’s the easiest thing to do, you just close your eyes. But for many of us, sleep seems out of our grasp. True? I love the show alot and I've watched till S5E10 thks to hs for the link! And today, I read half ok King Lear and I feel happy :D I am amazed by him, he is such an amazing man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, -often the surfeit of our own behaviour, -we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity; fools by heavenly complusion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He puts everything together so nicely... And it just makes sense, it all falls into place, despite the fact that his works were done more than a century or two ago. We all want to be extraordinary. &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/29035523-8556616976319600354?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8556616976319600354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=8556616976319600354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/8556616976319600354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/8556616976319600354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/feel-good-after-one-long-long-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/STzs10N0FFI/AAAAAAAABAw/QbkoMpR4jMk/s72-c/grey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-4897693098507307387</id><published>2008-12-07T22:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:03:22.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a story from blog hopping:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, she had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn’t love her anymore..I just pitied her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a months time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day,we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest.. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life tome. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me, .. she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned myface away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, it was just like our wedding day.But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school.I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to office… jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind… I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote: I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. &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/29035523-4897693098507307387?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4897693098507307387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=4897693098507307387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4897693098507307387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4897693098507307387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/heres-story-from-blog-hopping-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-4059173498293380205</id><published>2008-12-07T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:26:54.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/STvPBm0vkwI/AAAAAAAABAY/fSc9jbP_onY/s1600-h/1070_19_258_2007%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277039014903255810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/STvPBm0vkwI/AAAAAAAABAY/fSc9jbP_onY/s320/1070_19_258_2007%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello! Standard Chartered today. I'm damn tired now. I really need sleep but omg, I got woke up for dinner ok... Seriously, dinner for my sleep?! Annoying ok. Haha anyway watched Quarantine yesterday and it was the worst show ever in my life. Even that is an understatment. Then ya, stayed up the whole night lor, with occassional dozing off. So I'm alot sleepier, and twenty dollars richer. Worth it huh?&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/29035523-4059173498293380205?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4059173498293380205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=4059173498293380205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4059173498293380205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4059173498293380205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-standard-chartered-today.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/STvPBm0vkwI/AAAAAAAABAY/fSc9jbP_onY/s72-c/1070_19_258_2007%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-3551875147854435533</id><published>2008-12-05T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:29:02.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Journey towards self discovery. Whatever, so lame. Damn annoyed with everything la bye.&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/29035523-3551875147854435533?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3551875147854435533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=3551875147854435533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3551875147854435533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3551875147854435533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/journey-towards-self-discovery.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-5841804964161209888</id><published>2008-12-04T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:57:48.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/STf8mHW6AoI/AAAAAAAABAE/kDMCwJFyb3w/s1600-h/puppet.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275963220228178562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/STf8mHW6AoI/AAAAAAAABAE/kDMCwJFyb3w/s320/puppet.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Suddenly, now, I feel like a puppet. Putting up a puppet show for everyone around me to see. Controlled, like my life has been plotted our for me and I'm just acting out everything. Maybe, not a puppet. An actor. Life, as a stage. I feel restricted. Everyone is observing my every movement, scrutinizing my every step. And this blog, I got no idea who reads it. I average fifty a day, maybe people just refresh the page or something, it's kind of scary, because why is anyone interested in my life. Gossip, yes ah yes. I feel a certain sense of unjust now. It's not my fault, none of it is, and yet I'm cast in such an unpleasant light and I take all the negative view from the audience. Just because I don't say anything means that whatever the other person says is true? No. I'm going to tell the world tomorrow. The world is my audience to my staged performance. Don't worry, I don't actually think life as a stage. It's purely metaphorical.&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/29035523-5841804964161209888?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5841804964161209888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=5841804964161209888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5841804964161209888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5841804964161209888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/suddenly-now-i-feel-like-puppet.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/STf8mHW6AoI/AAAAAAAABAE/kDMCwJFyb3w/s72-c/puppet.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-5321357376249110616</id><published>2008-12-03T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:07:54.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/STagOLADDwI/AAAAAAAAA_s/UTmRPQO4rCs/s1600-h/pancakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275580178842717954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/STagOLADDwI/AAAAAAAAA_s/UTmRPQO4rCs/s320/pancakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wna eat pancakes tomorrow so I'll hope that I'll wake up early enough to cook them and also I hope that it'll be nice and not awful so that I'll not be ashamed to force it down the throats of my team mates and now I'll all tired from the whole day training and I need to sleep because I think I'm rambling and I also think that I should stop, so now, I stop. Goodnight.&lt;/span&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/29035523-5321357376249110616?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5321357376249110616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=5321357376249110616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5321357376249110616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5321357376249110616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wna-eat-pancakes-tomorrow-so-ill-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/STagOLADDwI/AAAAAAAAA_s/UTmRPQO4rCs/s72-c/pancakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-6289157991105299664</id><published>2008-12-02T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:29:37.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/STU30fsIXDI/AAAAAAAAA_k/Q_UB-1hWYkI/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275183913533725746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/STU30fsIXDI/AAAAAAAAA_k/Q_UB-1hWYkI/s320/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Out with my most favourite people in the entire world. They top my list (: Well, at least for now. Hehe, want to hear what we did today? If you dont, just stop reading now, goodbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So we went to Hereen to eat at the Jap Restaurant, which was not very good, but hehe, it was just fun and stupid. Don't ask me why, I don't know too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yap Hwee San! Omg, we are seriously on different frequency lol. She has like this weird TJ aura. Nah, I'm just kidding, ok wait, maybe I'm not. When I first met her ourside my house, (we decided to walk to Simei MRT in the hot hot sun!) she asked me to scratch her bag... Then she told me to talk to her finger... (you know the joke? when someones don't want to talk to you and then they'll say: talk to my hand!). ANd then I think I mastermind to run away from her at kino and she ended up paging for Rachel hehe. And she angry! Although she claims she is not angry... Hehe I think it was damn funny~ Ok, enough of her right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone was early today(except HS) for the first time even late queen LWT. So after eating, we decided to go drink coffee hehe. And after coffee, it was time for dinner/snack so we went to taka to eat 1. Noodle 2. Korean potato 3. Korean spicy rice cake 4. Sushi 5. ToriQ yummmmm, hehe. One whole day of eating and eating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And R is going to fly away tomorrow. I'll give a a call of love tomorrow to say bye bye to her hehe. Am I such a nice friend or am I such a nice girl? Take your pick. Ok, I shall go continue with my Greys Season 5. Wheee, I'm so happy hehe. See you all soon! Match tomorrow, scary hehe, if I'm playing. If not, it'll not be scary at all. (: K bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/STUzsm_VTjI/AAAAAAAAA_U/P8b7aycGeWY/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-6289157991105299664?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6289157991105299664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=6289157991105299664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6289157991105299664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6289157991105299664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/out-with-my-most-favourite-people-in.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/STU30fsIXDI/AAAAAAAAA_k/Q_UB-1hWYkI/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-1746241827733982051</id><published>2008-12-01T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:43:26.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can judge me for all you want and I don't care. Not one bit. If you think that I'm cool, I'm not. So get over it because I'm so not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, I feel so silly. So so silly, doing everthing for someone who I thought matters so much to me. But in actual fact, it didn't mean anything at all. Nothing. Being a coward and saving all your ego while I throw my pride away. You lie to your friends, you run away, do all that just because you are scared because of your screwed up life. And know what? It's not my fault that your life is so screwed up, and I'm done helping you. Everything happens for a reason and the reason why you came into my life was to show me how perfect my life can be because I have such loving parents and sister. I am close to my cousins, my friends, and they love me just as much as I love them. I don't run away and lie and pretend, I face reality and do whatever I want and think is right. I may sound like a bitch now, but truely, I'm not. I'm just being truthful and that's something that you'll never be able to do. I'm sorry if I have ever hurt you and it'll never happen again. &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/29035523-1746241827733982051?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1746241827733982051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=1746241827733982051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1746241827733982051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1746241827733982051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-can-judge-me-for-all-you-want-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2372916890861117832</id><published>2008-12-01T15:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:25:08.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/STOZtWG2r9I/AAAAAAAAA_M/iDJfXBye5uY/s1600-h/1028_9_226_2007%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274728592888475602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/STOZtWG2r9I/AAAAAAAAA_M/iDJfXBye5uY/s320/1028_9_226_2007%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello! The weekends were great and bad. But it was more great than bad (: Training today at spans hehe, it's so far. I don't think I like it anymore plus the bookings are always in the morning which means I have to wake up super early! They always meet at 645am at Pasir Ris mrt then they'll call me and I'll meet them at 7am. Damn early right! Sleepy... Hehe I'm going to sleep right after this! Oh ya, anyone has Greys Anatomy Season 5? I WANT! Hehe, just finish Season 4 yesterday. Out with my &lt;1&lt;2&lt;3&lt;4 tomorrow and Volleyball camp on 3&amp;amp;4 how fun you tell me? Hehe I should stop talking to myself shouldn't I? Bye!&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/29035523-2372916890861117832?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2372916890861117832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2372916890861117832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2372916890861117832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2372916890861117832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-weekends-was-great-and-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/STOZtWG2r9I/AAAAAAAAA_M/iDJfXBye5uY/s72-c/1028_9_226_2007%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-9216692646806057989</id><published>2008-11-28T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:54:17.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SS_38_ILDFI/AAAAAAAAA_E/X0wNcb7ytaA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273706315784064082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SS_38_ILDFI/AAAAAAAAA_E/X0wNcb7ytaA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have millions of people professing their love for me. But I have a billon of them professing hate. So thank you millions, I love you just as well. Today was a very good day I guess. I think that we're all recovering faster than I thought that we would and could have and I'm glad, really. I'll send out thousands and millions and billions and trillions of kisses. I think that I'm out of my mind. Don't know what got into me. Climbed out of bed early morning and went to some place before heading for breakfast with Jean and P. Then went back home to chill for awhile and watch Grey's Anotomy. I'm on Season 4 Episode 5 (: Happy! Then went out with P again for lunch at Simei, New York Steak is yummy hehe. And then I went to trim hair hehe, my hair feels less irritating now. And dinner and tv again. What life :D See you guys soon.&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/29035523-9216692646806057989?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/9216692646806057989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=9216692646806057989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/9216692646806057989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/9216692646806057989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-millions-of-people-professing.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SS_38_ILDFI/AAAAAAAAA_E/X0wNcb7ytaA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2967331588296334300</id><published>2008-11-27T17:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:44:21.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Note: Outdated and Random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volleyball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SS5rV8m60YI/AAAAAAAAA-8/UFa-dhRHUk4/s1600-h/Vball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273270238488220034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SS5rV8m60YI/AAAAAAAAA-8/UFa-dhRHUk4/s320/Vball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So far, volleyball has been really fun. All the trainings are just enjoyable and it is nothing less than that. There’s all the fantastic people that make playing the sport great. Although I’m not very close to everyone one of them, it doesn’t matter because I enjoy spending time with them training, and not training. Like our last stay over at Jocelyn’s house for Ms Yeow’s birthday. We baked her two cakes and Stelene was busy eating the batter. Rebecca cooked dinner for us, Jenny and Serene and Maple and I think eventually everyone were playing Hotel 626 and getting freaked out, then playing the love game with the huge cards, playing mahjong I think and then slowly and gradually falling asleep. Then waking up and walking over to get breakfast then lunch and then heading for training. I’m just glad I joined volleyball instead of anything else that I was contemplating to. Otherwise I wouldn’t meet so many fun loving people and life wouldn’t be just as great. So hello everyone! Love all of you. And I also hope that more people will come back for training because, the more the merrier! Let’s train together and enjoy every single bit of time (except pt).&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/29035523-2967331588296334300?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2967331588296334300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2967331588296334300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2967331588296334300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2967331588296334300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/outdated-and-random.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SS5rV8m60YI/AAAAAAAAA-8/UFa-dhRHUk4/s72-c/Vball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-1426252246733730614</id><published>2008-11-26T17:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:40:40.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SS0ZZ8Jm0FI/AAAAAAAAA-0/LqHwHxOffm8/s1600-h/sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272898672154562642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SS0ZZ8Jm0FI/AAAAAAAAA-0/LqHwHxOffm8/s320/sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello, I know I've been missing a couple of days here. Been v busy these few days getting v little sleep or no sleep at all. It has almost been a week but I think that I'm still sad, don't know how long it'll take to stop, maybe never, or maybe soon. I don't know. If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to know, wouldn't want anything to happen. But you know, there are just things beyond anyone's control and I guess that it was inevitable. I'll just miss you. I don't think that I have any regrets and I don't think that you have any too, I hope that you don't. They he she we love you, I know you know. Be happy wherever you are.&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/29035523-1426252246733730614?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1426252246733730614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=1426252246733730614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1426252246733730614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1426252246733730614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-i-know-ive-been-missing-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SS0ZZ8Jm0FI/AAAAAAAAA-0/LqHwHxOffm8/s72-c/sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-5178518401033220981</id><published>2008-11-20T09:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:00:59.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Globe Theatre :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSTEkZkdusI/AAAAAAAAA-k/-d9lp4utb6k/s1600-h/DSC00805+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270553593548487362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSTEkZkdusI/AAAAAAAAA-k/-d9lp4utb6k/s320/DSC00805+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pathguy.com/kinglear.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.pathguy.com/kinglear.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, is really good! It's a very detailed summary of King Lear hehe. I think I understand more of it now! I read the play, watched the play and... didn't understand it that well. But after reading this, I think I get it more, hehe. Feel like reading Romeo and Juliet now. But let's do Othello first and James Joyce again before going on to anything else. &lt;/span&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/29035523-5178518401033220981?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5178518401033220981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=5178518401033220981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5178518401033220981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5178518401033220981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/globe-theatre-d-this-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSTEkZkdusI/AAAAAAAAA-k/-d9lp4utb6k/s72-c/DSC00805+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-1153343940126965355</id><published>2008-11-19T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:01:32.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hehe this is next on my list, Macarons!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSQQJ0-Z_DI/AAAAAAAAA-c/JiE9e2br5Z4/s1600-h/macarons-recipe%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270355224955583538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSQQJ0-Z_DI/AAAAAAAAA-c/JiE9e2br5Z4/s320/macarons-recipe%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Look v v v v nice right? Hehe, maybe I'll do it over the weekends or maybe next week. Heh, I have yet to study yet. Have you heard the free beer theory? Hehhehe. My dad told me that in this bar there was this signage that was permanently there 'Free Beer Tomorrow'. Hehe, so everyday when they went there, there was going to be free beer, tomorrow. Hehe, then he'll ask me. Today you study already anot? Free beer tomorrow is it! Hehe, then I'll give that sheepish grin... Opps! Ok, I will study tomorrow. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Training today @ some club near ToaPayoh hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSQPVoJZTMI/AAAAAAAAA-U/yjSgcFk0s0I/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270354328158817474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSQPVoJZTMI/AAAAAAAAA-U/yjSgcFk0s0I/s320/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSQPVSzECfI/AAAAAAAAA-M/_HfehNBhlF4/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270354322428004850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSQPVSzECfI/AAAAAAAAA-M/_HfehNBhlF4/s320/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Training today was fun hehe, but it was kind of short. I think I like indoor court because it is not hot, it's only one court, it's an enclose area, no need to scramble and run around everywhere hehe, and it feels better! But must wake up damn early, I tired. Trainings are getting funner :D ( except the pt part, I hate hate hate it ) Hehe, ok, seeing them again tomorrow! Now, I tired. Hehe guess what I'm going to do? Sleep! Bye (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/29035523-1153343940126965355?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1153343940126965355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=1153343940126965355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1153343940126965355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1153343940126965355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/hehe-this-is-next-on-my-list-macarons.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSQQJ0-Z_DI/AAAAAAAAA-c/JiE9e2br5Z4/s72-c/macarons-recipe%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-6176199315365867707</id><published>2008-11-18T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:41:29.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSKoWOrjQZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/P-bHepSf4E0/s1600-h/P18-11-08_19.22.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269959613828252050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSKoWOrjQZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/P-bHepSf4E0/s320/P18-11-08_19.22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehe wheeee~ Yummy mufins/cupcake, or not! Heh, everything looks good with frosting (: I love frosting hehe. B, R and W just went off after making these yum yum yum things (: Hehe ok, I go watch 10Brothers now. Hehe v nice, their hair hehe so funny. So tiring, waking up early these few days and tomorrow got trainng at some far far venue means need to wake up early early again. Hehe ok, I'm going to sleep in on Thursday. See you bye bye :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-6176199315365867707?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6176199315365867707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=6176199315365867707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6176199315365867707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/6176199315365867707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/hehe-wheeee-yummy-mufinscupcake-or-not.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSKoWOrjQZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/P-bHepSf4E0/s72-c/P18-11-08_19.22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-5756990193982449735</id><published>2008-11-16T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:10:45.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSAaN87tnSI/AAAAAAAAA98/2nephAkvXx0/s1600-h/P16-11-08_21.00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269240391020682530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSAaN87tnSI/AAAAAAAAA98/2nephAkvXx0/s320/P16-11-08_21.00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Hi, what else do you want huh huh huh. Grrrr, I've like already opened my invitation to take that stupid cable car from one end to another end and end and end and ahhh! Omg, so irritating. Serves me right, right! So mean to everyone, just my deserts. Aiya, nevermind. Ok, anyway, I should start jogging again, so tomorrow ok. And I angry now. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/29035523-5756990193982449735?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5756990193982449735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=5756990193982449735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5756990193982449735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/5756990193982449735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-what-else-do-you-want-huh-huh-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SSAaN87tnSI/AAAAAAAAA98/2nephAkvXx0/s72-c/P16-11-08_21.00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-4633977315451151425</id><published>2008-11-15T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:06:05.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SR7xmUmGMrI/AAAAAAAAA9s/7kiTgN0ew_s/s1600-h/P15-11-08_21.27.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268914254735880882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SR7xmUmGMrI/AAAAAAAAA9s/7kiTgN0ew_s/s320/P15-11-08_21.27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Today was a long long day! Anyway, went for Alumni Band hehe. Can you see me and Hilma? Hehe, quite fun la next week hope more people will go so it will be funner heh! And my lips were like hurting cos too long never play already! Hehe, ok, I'm going to build my lips muscle hehe. Vball can build my arms muscle and jogging can build my leg muscle and sax can build my lips muscle. Hehe, I talking rubbish, don't care me k!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SR7xm2vnmUI/AAAAAAAAA90/DuNEPZOFtK0/s1600-h/P15-11-08_22.30.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268914263902624066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SR7xm2vnmUI/AAAAAAAAA90/DuNEPZOFtK0/s320/P15-11-08_22.30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Then after band, cabbed down to send daddy off hehe. We v cute right! And they refuse to pay for my cab fare! Grrrrr... Hehe, nevermind. And omg, I splurgeeeeeeed like alot just now, on USELESS things! Hehe, ok la, once in awhile... I'm going to watch tv now, hehe, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-4633977315451151425?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4633977315451151425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=4633977315451151425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4633977315451151425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4633977315451151425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-was-long-long-day-anyway-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SR7xmUmGMrI/AAAAAAAAA9s/7kiTgN0ew_s/s72-c/P15-11-08_21.27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2273540965021193962</id><published>2008-11-14T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:57:55.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SR2R2WiouwI/AAAAAAAAA9k/4xRepSNSV-s/s1600-h/four%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268527502043167490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SR2R2WiouwI/AAAAAAAAA9k/4xRepSNSV-s/s320/four%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello, today is a long day. So tired oh no, but yea quite fun. Went to school for Lit to watch Shakespeare in Love, which was V V V nice hehe. He led such an interesting and fulfilling life, it is no wonder he is such a great playwright. Xh was a noob hehe she came to school only after the movie ended. And I want to watch Pride and Prejudice BBC version! You know the old one? Not the Keira Knightley one hehe. Ok, anyway, went to eat after that and Yum Yum hehe, but v v v v v full. And then I went shopping hehe, so happy. Hope that it doesn't rain tomorrow! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-2273540965021193962?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2273540965021193962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2273540965021193962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2273540965021193962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2273540965021193962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-today-is-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SR2R2WiouwI/AAAAAAAAA9k/4xRepSNSV-s/s72-c/four%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2899380892777420425</id><published>2008-11-13T21:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:50.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so glad that the holidays are starting in no time, and that lessons and school is going to end. Finally. I don't have to see a huge chunk of Mj students around. It's just irritates me, ya whatever, I don't care if I irritated you, just don't irritate me. The holidays mean that I can choose to see the people I want and leave out all the rest that I don't want to. Great right? Same applies to everyone of you. Gosh, I can't wait. Some people are so abhorrent. Oh oh gosh. I know when I make this claim, a million people will be overly sensitive and think that it's them. Go ahead, and dislike me too, because, I really don't mind. But meanwhile, I love all my friends, alot! Hehe and I really want to watch Mean Girls! Sleepover Mean Girls movie watching ok? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRwsBsl1c7I/AAAAAAAAA9c/zggqOk1uj0g/s1600-h/IMG_1926%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268134071777981362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRwsBsl1c7I/AAAAAAAAA9c/zggqOk1uj0g/s320/IMG_1926%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Class outing at ECP &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRwsBdkJdII/AAAAAAAAA9U/o722v_D1Bzs/s1600-h/sentosa_w_batch_012%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268134067744371842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRwsBdkJdII/AAAAAAAAA9U/o722v_D1Bzs/s320/sentosa_w_batch_012%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Batch outing at Sentosa &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-2899380892777420425?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2899380892777420425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2899380892777420425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2899380892777420425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2899380892777420425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-so-glad-that-holidays-are-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRwsBsl1c7I/AAAAAAAAA9c/zggqOk1uj0g/s72-c/IMG_1926%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-1816167698563219694</id><published>2008-11-12T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:12:53.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehe Nicole says she LOVES me on her blog like chewing gum on canvas shoe. Awww, don't get jealous! Hehe why would anyone be anyway. Hehe. Class outing today at ECP (: Omg, I almost died skating there. I tell you, I will NEVER skate there again. Such an unpleasant trip. Hehe you know on the road of the park connector got the white &lt;em&gt;ji-gerr-dy&lt;/em&gt; lines? I don't know how to get past those ben si le the lines! Met up with the class at macs and ate the cheap macs meal hehe. Yummy~ Omg, nowdays I really always hungry! Like out of the 7 days in a week, 4 days I'll be hungry! Hehe ok la, I'm not making any sense. Oh ya, I dragged everyone to Roxy to eat my Favourite TOM YUM Ban mian hehe. Thank you love you all for letting me drag you all! Zao sui zao qi shen ti hao. Hehe, ok, I go read up on King Lear then I go sleep. Night~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the pics k! I'll upload ONCE I GET IT (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-1816167698563219694?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1816167698563219694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=1816167698563219694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1816167698563219694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1816167698563219694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/hehe-nicole-says-she-loves-me-on-her.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-4923389349896563877</id><published>2008-11-11T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:59:59.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRmPVhDoHXI/AAAAAAAAA9M/7EF9mh5Nr_E/s1600-h/Picture_018%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267398839000112498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRmPVhDoHXI/AAAAAAAAA9M/7EF9mh5Nr_E/s320/Picture_018%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TKBB07 Girls &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Ripped off Jo's blog, more pics there if interested) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-4923389349896563877?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4923389349896563877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=4923389349896563877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4923389349896563877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4923389349896563877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/tkbb07-girls-3-ripped-off-jos-blog-more.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRmPVhDoHXI/AAAAAAAAA9M/7EF9mh5Nr_E/s72-c/Picture_018%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-4495784392807972461</id><published>2008-11-10T21:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:34:53.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRg4URjCboI/AAAAAAAAA9E/wLRZi-WLfsk/s1600-h/splash_drama%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267021685168696962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRg4URjCboI/AAAAAAAAA9E/wLRZi-WLfsk/s320/splash_drama%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life, is just so... Dramatic... So full of events, and activities, and everything.&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/29035523-4495784392807972461?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4495784392807972461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=4495784392807972461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4495784392807972461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/4495784392807972461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-just-so.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRg4URjCboI/AAAAAAAAA9E/wLRZi-WLfsk/s72-c/splash_drama%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-3129818495392809891</id><published>2008-11-09T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:33:26.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRb0XGIGJ0I/AAAAAAAAA8s/lUfQVx_tj-I/s1600-h/DSCF4198.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266665491875112770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRb0XGIGJ0I/AAAAAAAAA8s/lUfQVx_tj-I/s320/DSCF4198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; Lots &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; Let's slack &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/29035523-3129818495392809891?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3129818495392809891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=3129818495392809891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3129818495392809891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/3129818495392809891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-3-lots-3-lets-slack-3.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRb0XGIGJ0I/AAAAAAAAA8s/lUfQVx_tj-I/s72-c/DSCF4198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2825923025241053887</id><published>2008-11-08T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:54:57.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRWn5yAQr9I/AAAAAAAAA8U/VRaJu13ItJU/s1600-h/SNC00030%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266299950396911570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRWn5yAQr9I/AAAAAAAAA8U/VRaJu13ItJU/s320/SNC00030%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Get 1. &lt;strong&gt;Cute&lt;/strong&gt;, 2. &lt;strong&gt;Fantistic&lt;/strong&gt;, 3. &lt;strong&gt;Cheap&lt;/strong&gt;, 4. &lt;strong&gt;Marvellous&lt;/strong&gt;, 5. &lt;strong&gt;Gorgeous &lt;/strong&gt;ear studs/rings from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://littledawnn-accessories.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://littledawnn-accessories.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (: I think that it's really really nice and sweet, plus it's all hand made! So much effort right? Hehe, I'm going to get at least 5 pairs. It's like, $2 for one pair only, omg right (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRWn5-ggNqI/AAAAAAAAA8c/_9C-d42pJKY/s1600-h/SNC00022%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266299953753372322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRWn5-ggNqI/AAAAAAAAA8c/_9C-d42pJKY/s320/SNC00022%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-2825923025241053887?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2825923025241053887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2825923025241053887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2825923025241053887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2825923025241053887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/get-1.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRWn5yAQr9I/AAAAAAAAA8U/VRaJu13ItJU/s72-c/SNC00030%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-8447318743386245371</id><published>2008-11-08T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:35:54.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Green leaf campaign is not going very well uh. Wan le wan le, still the same leaf after all. Ok, I'll restart on monday, the new week, symbolising a new and fresh beginning! But there's just so many things to talk about... Ok, I shall not evolve into someone I don't like myself to be. And it is proven that being nice makes me happy! Hehe, ok tomorrow will be the last mean and hypocrate day, because tomorrow is the key hehe (: Love you all today!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-8447318743386245371?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8447318743386245371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=8447318743386245371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/8447318743386245371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/8447318743386245371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/green-leaf-campaign-is-not-going-very.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-1971852132320691375</id><published>2008-11-07T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:51:05.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRRHqjSgq2I/AAAAAAAAA8M/uSXniBD9m5A/s1600-h/ist2_563918_blue_water_droplets%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265912660655909730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRRHqjSgq2I/AAAAAAAAA8M/uSXniBD9m5A/s320/ist2_563918_blue_water_droplets%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm devastated! My aircon spoilt on me, boo! Hehe, there were like droplets of water coming out from it. Ewwww, tonight I'm going to sleep in a sauna hehe. I'm a spoilt pampered kid hehe. Nah, I'm just kidding. Today is the official end of pw hehe, but, I don't feel anything at all! Because, I already felt that after OP was the end hehe (: So today went to school at an ungodly hour to pass some GROUP LEADER my I&amp;amp;R and to meet up some people for some primary school thing and in the afternoon, training! Hehe. Ok, this is getting boring and I'm sure all of you are bored too! Update once my life gets interesting, which is SOON! With saturday and sunday (: Hehe k bye!&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/29035523-1971852132320691375?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1971852132320691375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=1971852132320691375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1971852132320691375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1971852132320691375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-devastated-my-aircon-spoilt-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRRHqjSgq2I/AAAAAAAAA8M/uSXniBD9m5A/s72-c/ist2_563918_blue_water_droplets%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-1560080646735022748</id><published>2008-11-05T22:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:57:08.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRGuy5pJdhI/AAAAAAAAA8E/cgdYW1UPqpA/s1600-h/IMG000260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265181628862920210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRGuy5pJdhI/AAAAAAAAA8E/cgdYW1UPqpA/s320/IMG000260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Awww, they love me! And the cute girl is N sister hehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok! Two days of love and fun and yay and hehe! Tuesday after OP, couple of A101 headed home and to Ikea and to N house hehe. Then over there, bakebakebake and N was the maid while L and R was the pro baker while C is the noob heehe. Movie marathon hehe but, I was trying more to keep awake. I watch halfway suddenly find my eyes close! Hehe cute right. So anyway, went to orchard and then vivo! Hehe, I still haven't fulfill my shopping needs yet. Booo, but hehe, that means more reasons to go out! (: Ok, but there is this realization that we still need to study. Oh no... Wan le wan le. Hehe k gtg soon, tomorrow need to go school for some cip thing and then got TRNG (: Hehe so fun! Ok, see you all soon. Bye!&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/29035523-1560080646735022748?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1560080646735022748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=1560080646735022748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1560080646735022748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/1560080646735022748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/333-awww-they-love-me-and-cute-girl-is.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SRGuy5pJdhI/AAAAAAAAA8E/cgdYW1UPqpA/s72-c/IMG000260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-7178403313035986979</id><published>2008-11-04T13:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:11:01.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SQ_ZGopA-dI/AAAAAAAAA78/hFxABlZ6dSQ/s1600-h/elmo%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264665197431290322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SQ_ZGopA-dI/AAAAAAAAA78/hFxABlZ6dSQ/s320/elmo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No more pw, I&amp;amp;R is approved (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wheeeeeee~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehe too bad to all of you who havnt finish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heading out in no time hehe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bye &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&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/29035523-7178403313035986979?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7178403313035986979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=7178403313035986979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7178403313035986979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/7178403313035986979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-more-pw-i-is-approved-wheeeeeee-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SQ_ZGopA-dI/AAAAAAAAA78/hFxABlZ6dSQ/s72-c/elmo%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2171735974083324979</id><published>2008-11-03T15:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:43:32.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehe I'm so contented with life nowdays (: And today! L was like saying that we are &lt;em&gt;'constantly breaking the socially defined boundaries'&lt;/em&gt; or something along those lines hehe. But I was like thinking that doing all these cute and weird and interesting and fun stuff make me/us seem like some terminally ill people who want to fulfill their last (weird/fun/interesting) wishes... Hehe. So anyway, what did we do today? Hehe, we jogged to school! How cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halloween Night! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SQ6pUy5L1gI/AAAAAAAAA7s/YfmhgAiwDVo/s1600-h/P1010576%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264331189166790146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SQ6pUy5L1gI/AAAAAAAAA7s/YfmhgAiwDVo/s320/P1010576%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehe don't we look cute awww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SQ6pUmEnQ4I/AAAAAAAAA7k/_k4aGPYe7CM/s1600-h/P1010573%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264331185725064066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SQ6pUmEnQ4I/AAAAAAAAA7k/_k4aGPYe7CM/s320/P1010573%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM TALLER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehe ok! So anyway, back to the point. I think that it is important to do the things that you want and do the things that you like. Don't wait for a special occasion to do these things because if you keep waiting, this day will never come. And I got my yum yum yum Subway cold cut trio hehe! Can't afford Melt heh. So me and N had a very romantic time together because everyone else couldn't make it hehe. Aww so sad. Hehe, OP tomorrow, good luck to everyone esp to A101 (: Hehe me wishing everyone good luck will accumulate good karma, so, GOOD LUCK! Shopping and fun and love and yay tomorrow after OP! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29035523-2171735974083324979?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2171735974083324979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2171735974083324979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2171735974083324979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2171735974083324979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/hehe-im-so-contented-with-life-nowdays.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SQ6pUy5L1gI/AAAAAAAAA7s/YfmhgAiwDVo/s72-c/P1010576%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29035523.post-2315772691840938861</id><published>2008-11-02T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:28:36.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SQ1xp8uIuBI/AAAAAAAAA7c/onFD3uVZcBQ/s1600-h/oct11%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263988504954189842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nidpR5aKYnU/SQ1xp8uIuBI/AAAAAAAAA7c/onFD3uVZcBQ/s320/oct11%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I'm dying for a Subway Melt! Hehe, hungry omg! Would anyone like to go eat it with me anytime?! Hehe how about tomorrow? Hehe give me a call/sms k and I will love you forever and ever! Hungry... Anyway, today I jogged to East Coast with my dad! The distance feels short, maybe it is not that long after all! Sorry couldn't cycle with you all, I was like super dead already hehe. Yup, Ugly Betty now! Yay, I like to watch tv. But, I'm hungry now. Roarrr! Hehe~ Ok, Back to my telly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/29035523-2315772691840938861?l=simplyrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2315772691840938861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29035523&amp;postID=2315772691840938861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2315772691840938861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29035523/posts/default/2315772691840938861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyrocks.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-dying-for-subway-melt-hehe-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>toGETher-j</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08745674552203495739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_nidpR5aKYnU/SQ1xp8uIuBI/AAAAAAAAA7c/onFD3uVZcBQ/s72-c/oct11%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
