<?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-1891185852375123544</id><updated>2011-10-15T23:56:53.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicole</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5948773595496409825</id><published>2009-08-23T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:07:55.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will be posting at Wordpress instead. I hate Blogger now! Everyone's moving away as well.  Urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5948773595496409825?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5948773595496409825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5948773595496409825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5948773595496409825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5948773595496409825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/08/will-be-posting-at-wordpress-instead.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2542859889646986473</id><published>2009-08-17T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:35:33.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough.</title><content type='html'>Bfore I begin, let me just do this quiz on Facebook which disallowed me to post this up. I hate bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some questions about things people usually try to keep a secret... so don't be afraid to be vague. You can also skip if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people do you have a crush on right now?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had a crush on your neighbor?:&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever snuck out of the house?:&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you do any drugs regularly?:&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been so upset that you stopped eating?:&lt;br /&gt;-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you clinically depressed? Are you taking anything for it?&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any "friend" of yours that you secretly like but say you hate?&lt;br /&gt;-Something like that, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever run away? How long were you gone for and what happened?&lt;br /&gt;-Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever lie to yourself about things so much that you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes, and will be addressing this later in my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know of someone who has done a horrible crime but never got caught?:&lt;br /&gt;-Many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever stole a large sum of money?&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you or any of your siblings in an accident?:&lt;br /&gt;-My brother sprained his ankle, does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever got a piercing behind your parents' back?:&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah, 3 some more. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your #1 biggest fear?:&lt;br /&gt;-Rejection and disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever faced that fear? What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows a secret about you?&lt;br /&gt;-Many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three words to explain why you last threw up?:&lt;br /&gt;-I don't know when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever burn yourself?:&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's crazy to you?&lt;br /&gt;-Manipulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite cuss word:&lt;br /&gt;-Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever want to be a model?:&lt;br /&gt;-No, because I do not want to be unhealthy and skeleton and bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just need space to clear air out. I'm perfectly fine, but just that thoughts the devil planted in me just now just need to be thrashed out off my head! And I'm gonna write them here, and in the near future, to look back and say, "Hey, I've gone through that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just watching Armageddon on Channel 5. (If you don't know what movie is that, check it out). And it is mentioned in the bible as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Revelation 16:16- And they gathered together to the place called in Hebrew, Armageddon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read on, it gets even more interesting. As said in the summary of the books of the bible, Revelation, also called the Apocalypse, is a series of visions God gives to John on the island of Patmos in the Aegean Sea. To persecuted Christians, Revelation's prophecies of God's victory over evil in the end times are a source of profound encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just faced a test of major disappointment. These thoughts just ran through my head,&lt;br /&gt;"Are you game for the O levels? What if you can't make it?"&lt;br /&gt;"Everyone is working so hard, and you are idling everyday. You can't make it!"&lt;br /&gt;"The season of growth and exams are here, you can't grow in church!"&lt;br /&gt;"SOW will be tough and you will not pass through! Everyone has higher standards than you."&lt;br /&gt;"People are taking advantage of you. Why be so kind when it does not bring any good to yourself?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I was devastated for nothing. Okay, not nothing but just thoughts Satan planted in my head to put me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For one moment, I lost myself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feared. Yes, fear is so scary. Worrying is tough, and it really drains me down. I have no focus to study now, because it's just so complicated deep inside. I just grabbed my sermon notebook, and read from the sermon Pastor preached the day I entered Heart of God, until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chanced upon these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 Timothy 1:7&lt;/span&gt; - For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.&lt;br /&gt;This verse really spoke to me because I realise I have no reason to fear at all. I have God in me, and I can banish all these thoughts just by His power, love and sound mind. Fear makes us powerless. Fear causes us to retreat, back off and slacken. I will lose my wisdom, my perspective and become illogical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same sermon, Pastor mentioned to overcome fear with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;. To confront and go forward, and I can do well! Greater is He that is in me, I will be stronger! In &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isaiah 54:1-3&lt;/span&gt;, God asks us to sing in times of desperation, to fight discouragement. Pull up something from your spirit, put your hope in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark 5:36&lt;/span&gt;-  "Do not be afraid; only believe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my 6th followup with Jerlyn, my memory verse was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psalm 62:8&lt;/span&gt;: Trust in Him at all times, you people; Por out your heart before Him; God is a refuge for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Pastor Kent Munsey's sermon, he mentioned about 5 battles we have to overcome. Two of the, are rejection and discouragement. The closest to you will reject you. When you begin to get rehected, you are going with God because He was rejected before as well. And when you are alone, lonely, God is giving you His character. Just as when He asked Moses to go to the mountain alone. He gave Moses the Ten Commandments- likewise, God is giving you His character when He was alone. In the alone time, God gives you what He wants you to finish. You will feel discouraged when people around you are going to let you down. But if you keep going in God, there is a place of peace, urpose, for peple who go through the negative. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genesis 4:27, 6:18 and 46:3-4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Dr A.R. Bernard's sermon,  success takes in the form of invisible and visible. He shared about his story when his church started out with 4 people, himself, his wife and two children. He shared about his church, which they had to walk two miles everyday to pray and receive His word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want the success, you have to go through hard work. You must be willing to pay the price, you will be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just repeatedly read my notebook. It gave me strength again. God's word is truly magnificient, and one of His word is better than ten thousand of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, everyday may seem fail. But I have to be merciful. I shall remain humble, to keep others in prayer. I shall be selfess, not selfish and love people and life. I will go all the way, break forth and complete the uncompleted. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Philippians 4:13&lt;/span&gt;- I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. It is not I will, but I can! SOW will be tough, but I will be anticipating the challenge, nervousness and stage fright. O levels will be major and soon, but I will gear up and equip myself with weapons to conquer and devour this exam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will live an others lifestyle, and put myself last. People may not know my heart or just think I'm plain dumb, but I will be merciful. I will move on from good to great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, the bible and sermons just lifted my spirit up. Time for worship and QT. Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2542859889646986473?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2542859889646986473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2542859889646986473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2542859889646986473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2542859889646986473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/08/tough.html' title='Tough.'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-3185668796245926095</id><published>2009-08-11T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:50:31.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instantenously.</title><content type='html'>And yes, I had this sudden desire to blog. Perhaps my new entry at D10's blog made me do this? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, life has been great, and great, and great! Heat of God has changed my life over these 4 months and I really enjoyed my time serving God and fellowship. I cannot wait to fly above the clouds after O levels are officially over! Man, BMT, SOW, and more are awaiting me. How cool is that! Haha. Oh yes, please read D10's blog if you have not. Link's at the side bar, thanks loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Here, Clarrie tagged me in the note of someone she knows who has best eyes! Am flattered, haha :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack of church, and a little talk about school.&lt;br /&gt;I guess friends are really so hard to find. I really have nothing left in school except for my close friends. But you know what, it really doesn't matter (: All I need are you guys who are faithful and true to each other. We know our friendship will last long and strong. I really love you guys. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, O levels are officially 75 days away, and freedom reveals itself ini 90 days. Time really flies! It really seemed like a fraction of time when beginning of Secondary Four just stepped into my time and life. Pretty ironic when everyone wanted to grow up so quickly when we were still little innocent angels in Primary Schools. Now we see the variation and contrast. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common tests commence tomorrow, and I have 3 papers all in a day. God is good and faithful, no doubt. I am going to conquer them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:13 is truly a verse that refreshes and strengthens my soul. All I need is faith, and prayer. God is faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys!&lt;br /&gt;(PS. Oh yeah, my recent obsession is Jeanie's ______. :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-3185668796245926095?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3185668796245926095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=3185668796245926095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/3185668796245926095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/3185668796245926095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/08/instantenously.html' title='Instantenously.'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-8057034676090403155</id><published>2009-07-26T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:37:44.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand</title><content type='html'>I have to blog today because service was greatly amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Lia was preaching as Pastor How was on his way home from Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can briefly describe the wonderful presence of God.&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful and warm to dwell in His presence.&lt;br /&gt;This song made me cried countless times just.&lt;br /&gt;(And those who know me, knows I do not cry over everything.)&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Spirit is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xJp8HGtyG8A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xJp8HGtyG8A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for FOP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-8057034676090403155?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8057034676090403155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2127204953645169751</id><published>2009-07-26T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:36:51.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand</title><content type='html'>I have to blog today because service was greatly amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Lia was preaching as Pastor How was on his way home from Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can briefly describe the wonderful presence of God.&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful and warm to dwell in His presence.&lt;br /&gt;This song made me cried countless times just.&lt;br /&gt;(And those who know me, knows I do not cry over everything.)&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Spirit is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xJp8HGtyG8A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xJp8HGtyG8A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for FOP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2127204953645169751?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2127204953645169751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2127204953645169751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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single day!&lt;br /&gt;A minimum of 3 hours and it's gonna be so productive!&lt;br /&gt;Read Flavian's blog for in-a-nutshell of Pastor's sermon.&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, if you miss me, ring me or text me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye all! Will definitely blog when I have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Will be on MSN, Facebook and Twitter still. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editted at 10.05pm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys are so amazing, I had to post this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fXnuIsYBwiI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fXnuIsYBwiI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFSaPBycD-s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFSaPBycD-s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-3417450780303915905?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3417450780303915905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=3417450780303915905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/3417450780303915905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/3417450780303915905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-6307522333732112587</id><published>2009-07-16T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:07:43.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute Dances to Michael Jackson.</title><content type='html'>This is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lVJVRywgmYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lVJVRywgmYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hMnk7lh9M3o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hMnk7lh9M3o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the people, all coming together to pay great tribute to the late king of pop.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how someone can unite the world, the community and everyone together.&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson was indeed the best, and nothing but the best!&lt;br /&gt;Hope Blanket can rise up and show the world a second Michael Jackson!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait man :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't attend school today cause....&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Anyway, met Walter and head to Jerlyn's house to study.&lt;br /&gt;Had a fruitful Geography revision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tired liao. Gonna go school tomorrow. Tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebyeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-6307522333732112587?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6307522333732112587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=6307522333732112587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6307522333732112587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6307522333732112587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/tribute-dances-to-michael-jackson.html' title='Tribute Dances to Michael Jackson.'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-4199722391833795731</id><published>2009-07-15T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:15:38.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely.</title><content type='html'>Okay, a summary of what I did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stucked at Catholic High's bus stop and Miss Nor didn't allow any of class people to save Jeanie and I.&lt;br /&gt;-Jeanie's cousin's junior lent us his umbrella (He's a Catholic High student.)&lt;br /&gt;-School was boringggggg.&lt;br /&gt;-After school, took 'picture' with Jeanie but found out was using camcorder mode.&lt;br /&gt;(View the vulgar video on my Facebook.)&lt;br /&gt;-Met Cherie, Jeslin, Walter for New Generation.&lt;br /&gt;-Took bus 88 to uncle's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That officially concludes my day. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I have compre to do and I don't wanna do it NUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it's because I'm lazy. (I HAVE TO GET RID OF THIS STRONGHOLD.)&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, people say it's very very difficult. (What an excuse right? Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I'm damn tired. :( (Even though I slept for an hour and a half just now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do this compre.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do it after I blog! I'm seriousssss HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, before I end off, something to say to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was great to see you, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;I just tried to contain my emotions cause I didn't want to embarrass myself (Yes, I'm just too egoistic). However, there was just a shot of ache in my heart when I saw your face.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't pain, it was just ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the memories were definitely worthwhile. Not to mention it ached again to see your sister and mother just few days ago. This will be my last time about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Byeeeee people!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&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/1891185852375123544-4199722391833795731?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4199722391833795731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=4199722391833795731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4199722391833795731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4199722391833795731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/definitely.html' title='Definitely.'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5618136681662143446</id><published>2009-07-13T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:45:31.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SltCGF6HD3I/AAAAAAAACVA/0Sq94asxjPs/s1600-h/A_thought_by_edlyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SltCGF6HD3I/AAAAAAAACVA/0Sq94asxjPs/s320/A_thought_by_edlyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357948854119894898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random thought today.&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking and thinking recently..&lt;br /&gt;( Not that I haven't been using my brain lah haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life, we have to do things we really really despise, you all will know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;But then, why sulk on it, complain about it, rant about it, or even hurl vulgarities just because you HATE doing what you are doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this out myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't fair, at all.&lt;br /&gt;And that is why, through each hard setback, through each and every single failure,&lt;br /&gt;we rise up during such darkest times, and grow stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WanTing shared something really powerful to me. Although I didn't appear I was listening, but WanTing! I did! (:&lt;br /&gt;She shared with me in Genesis 3 onwards and mentioned about the serpent.&lt;br /&gt;Usually we will associate the serpent with evil thoughts, Satan and everything except God.&lt;br /&gt;However WanTing said something sooooo powerful oh my mama.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "To me, the serpent is something created by God. God wants to put us through tests! When the serpent tempted Adam (through Eve), God knew what was going to happen. But He did not come in, but waited to see if Adam got tempted by the serpent."&lt;br /&gt;Dr A.R. Bernard said, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maturity does not come with age but with responsibility."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WanTing is such a powerful daughter of God, and even though she is 2 years younger than me, I really admire her knowledge, understanding and wisdom! (Reminds me of Luke 2:52)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really went home to ponder about what WanTing has shared with me. Honestly, sometimes I do not get how people in church can get so radical and on fire even after tedious and long months, years of hard work and turmoil. But after Dr A.R Bernard's sermon and Pastor How's sharing on Sunday, I got my answer.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Personally, I feel I myself as a young Christian can be on fire and so much radical for God. But I do not truly understand why am I doing this. Perhaps I was just being an obedient, young child that I do not question. However, Pastors and leaders never fail to answer my doubts even though I do not question. God did speak to them about young Christians' doubts and I received a revelation previous weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOGC has people who can be on fire for so long, because everyone has the same target and goal. It is to build the kingdom of God together. Pastors have built the church from scratch, and had been condemned to not be able to make this church grow. However, they stayed on strong and determined, to only believe in God and themselves, and now everyone has seen the fruit of their hard labour. HOGC has breakthrough over 1000 youths on the previous weekend! (Yay, Charleston and Lynette can get MARRIED YAYYYY! :D)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am so amazed by the determination and perserverance Pastors and leaders put in for this church. Dr A.R Bernard mentioned about success being 10 percent visible, and 90 percent being invisible, and how it is like an iceberg.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He also shared about how he started his own church, of only 4 people. His wife, two kids and himself. He shared about their restricted lifestyle and the 'involuntary suffering' they went through. God blessed them and Dr A.R. Bernard is running a church of over 30,000 people now!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Truly, the unseen preparation and hard work leads to a straight path to victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so fortunate to be in Heart of God church. I truly am.&lt;br /&gt;I'm yearning for a new level of faith each time I receive a setback or problem.&lt;br /&gt;I'm yearning to rise up and be the next generation of people who will spread the gospel and introduce the great, almighty Jesus Christ into the lives of the lost sheep and unlovables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my random thought.&lt;br /&gt;So, why sulk it through?&lt;br /&gt;There are a million reasons to smile, than to frown and face your day.&lt;br /&gt;Why appear a hard front when you can open up to people and reach out to them?&lt;br /&gt;Why keep mum when you can speak and love the unlovables and know more about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ had died for us just to repay our sins. Jesus Christ had gone through all our problems and troubles when He decided to put away His divine privileges just to be with His people. If God can send His one and only Son to die for us 2000 years ago, why can't we just reach out to someone and love them? What we are doing is nothing compared to what Jesus did for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will grow spiritually, intellectually, socially, emotionally and physically! I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me! Though my flesh may be weak, but my spirit will forever be willing and strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus name, I will love people and spread His word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5618136681662143446?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5618136681662143446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5618136681662143446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5618136681662143446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5618136681662143446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/thought.html' title='A thought.'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SltCGF6HD3I/AAAAAAAACVA/0Sq94asxjPs/s72-c/A_thought_by_edlyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2666905539785468874</id><published>2009-07-12T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:01:44.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sln53LNkUcI/AAAAAAAACU4/VJlcmSpmK_0/s1600-h/The_definition_of_success_by_ChrisIsLife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sln53LNkUcI/AAAAAAAACU4/VJlcmSpmK_0/s320/The_definition_of_success_by_ChrisIsLife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357587958031733186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Success comes in two dimensions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the visible and the invisible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The visible is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10%&lt;/span&gt; of your success, and the invisible is the other &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;90%&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sermon by Dr. A.R. Bernard has truly blown HOGC away.&lt;br /&gt;Also, very amazed by the powerful testimony shared by Miaow Guan (Sorry if I spelt his name wrongly).&lt;br /&gt;HOGC is truly a place where one's dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;People here do not judge, but they accept you no matter who you are, no matter what background you grew up from.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone here in HOGC is the same, because our common goal is to build the kingdom of God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sermons and services, don't you? (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyway, just to update a little.&lt;br /&gt;School's up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting the lazy mode again and I have to kick the devil away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to carry on reading Matthew, then back to the Old Testament lah. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys.&lt;br /&gt;PS. Updated prayer list!&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/1891185852375123544-2666905539785468874?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2666905539785468874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2666905539785468874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2666905539785468874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2666905539785468874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sln53LNkUcI/AAAAAAAACU4/VJlcmSpmK_0/s72-c/The_definition_of_success_by_ChrisIsLife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5448621113537774330</id><published>2009-07-11T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:40:25.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowledge, Understanding, Wisdom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SliYjS6SpFI/AAAAAAAACUw/1MFPq-sb0i0/s1600-h/-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SliYjS6SpFI/AAAAAAAACUw/1MFPq-sb0i0/s320/-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357199488896377938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today's post will be slight longer. Just wanna talk about Pastor How's sermon on Academic Excellence! It's like a great inspiration to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Away for 20 minutes for shower, haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My title for this post is the title for Zone F's sermon today.&lt;br /&gt;It's Pastor How's first time preaching on a Zone F service too! :D&lt;br /&gt;As Pastor How said, most youngsters nowadays are extremists.&lt;br /&gt;It is either we give our 100% best, or not to even start on it at all.&lt;br /&gt;I find it very very true to us nowadays. I'm one bad example myself, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;But, we have to learn and strive to give our 100% for God and 100% for studies!&lt;br /&gt;As we can't have them both ways, we have to cut down our time on computer games, TV, slacking, hanging out. (Yes, I find it very very relevant to my life too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excel has a spiritual meaning behind it too.&lt;br /&gt;Ex, means out. Like exit, or exhale.&lt;br /&gt;If you break up cel to c-el,&lt;br /&gt;el means God!&lt;br /&gt;As in, Elohim. El Shaddai is God Almighty. The country Israel, having el behind, meant prince who strives with God.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it cool to have a country named after God? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, people always ask what's the distinct trademark of Christians?&lt;br /&gt;What really makes us different?&lt;br /&gt;In Deuteronomy 4:4-8, it talked about us having wisdom, understanding, knowledge, and excellence. Go read up on that! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians have to be literate, and Christianity is a literate educated faith.&lt;br /&gt;Why so?&lt;br /&gt;Because, one of the first things we have to do is to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;read&lt;/span&gt; the bible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why do we go to school? Why excel in studies?&lt;br /&gt;Studying is to train our mind.&lt;br /&gt;Our mind is also the most powerful thing God has given to us!&lt;br /&gt;As said in Genesis 1:28, God has given us a brain to subdue the things on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;People can study the stars, but we can't go up to the sky and look at them.&lt;br /&gt;People cannot swim and breathe in water long enough, but we can do the study of the marine life. Therefore, it is our responsibility to grow intellectually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Knowledge is the acquiring of facts.&lt;br /&gt;Understanding is the interpreting of facts.&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom is the applying of facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In Daniel 1:4, it is said that the four young men had good looks, no blemishes, but more importantly, they had wisdom, possessing knowledge and quick to understand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge: The brain needs to be trained, and therefore it can acquire knowledge, and to retain information. We also memorize to work our mind! That's why Biology comes in huh, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding: If you don't have understanding, you will not be motivated to study! To be quick to understand, is like your CPU processing speed. Pastor gave an example: If your brain has a 100GB space, but the speed is super slow (I forgotten what was it he said), then it will not be any use! That is where Mathematics come in. Mastery learning is important too. Pastor said youngsters nowadays do not use their brain much, like only once a year, haha! And that being slow about things didn't mean you are stupid, but your brain is not functioning fast! Like a machine that is rusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom is the application of facts! In Ecclesiastes 10:10, it is said that wisdom brings you success, like the sharp edge of the axe. It puts you on a cutting edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some verses that Pastor talked about too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 24:3-4&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 22:29&lt;br /&gt;Luke 2:40-47&lt;br /&gt;2 Timothy 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very important thing he said too,&lt;br /&gt;All leaders are readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot wait for Dr A.R. Bernard's sermon tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;It'll be very very powerful and reviving man!&lt;br /&gt;May blog about it, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5448621113537774330?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5448621113537774330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5448621113537774330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5448621113537774330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5448621113537774330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/knowledge-understanding-wisdom.html' title='Knowledge, Understanding, Wisdom!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SliYjS6SpFI/AAAAAAAACUw/1MFPq-sb0i0/s72-c/-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7717153777210223695</id><published>2009-07-09T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:09:45.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New hair, new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy lil girl, heeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral tomorrow, and also Dr A.R. Bernard's sermon. WHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-7717153777210223695?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7717153777210223695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7717153777210223695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7717153777210223695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7717153777210223695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-hair-new-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-1109062707498998732</id><published>2009-07-08T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:56:33.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DPA!</title><content type='html'>Whoa, I sent DPA form just so randomly.&lt;br /&gt;But Alexster was drafting it, Jeanie wanted to ask her aunt about it.&lt;br /&gt;So nong zhong meh... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, happy go lucky lor.&lt;br /&gt;Can get then can get lor.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot then cannot lor.&lt;br /&gt;I believe God has plans for me! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose SP,&lt;br /&gt;1. Biomedical&lt;br /&gt;2. Perfumery &amp;amp; Cosmetic Science&lt;br /&gt;3. Optometry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think the option 2 will be the most probable choice I'll enter. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I love them all, (Thinks of Pokemon theme) and I don't mind any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so bored.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese oral is on Friday (Not afraid I have no idea why) and excited for night serviceeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-1109062707498998732?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1109062707498998732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=1109062707498998732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1109062707498998732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1109062707498998732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/dpa.html' title='DPA!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5933139993341366497</id><published>2009-07-07T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:18:36.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakthrough!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm greatly inspired to blog cause of Alvina.&lt;br /&gt;Her nick was, "Alvina wants 40."&lt;br /&gt;And yes, we will have 40!!&lt;br /&gt;D10 is gonna grow so big that we have to get a new place for service.&lt;br /&gt;HOGC is gonna grow so big that we have to get our own place.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will be building the house of God together and let's all see it come to pass, amen!&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be exciting. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;We'll breakthrough 1,500 youths soon! I also wanna see Charleston and Lynette get married!&lt;br /&gt;And to the other leaders as well. This is gonna be an exciting ride man.&lt;br /&gt;HOGC, let's move all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother gave me a Shu Uemura face powder. I is a happy kid ^^&lt;br /&gt;Also, my Body Shop Summer Blusher has a pretty fragrance :o&lt;br /&gt;So happy I got it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;May be getting the other colour (bronze) one soon.&lt;br /&gt;And I want Mac's stuffffff ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo kid. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog test tomorrow. Im oddly confident. Hmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I did a read up on Matthew and I wrote down those verses that really impacted me. Like a summary! Heeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE D10!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE PEOPLE. ;D WHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh Lord, I will go to where you send me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He speaks, "I desire mercy, not sacrifices."&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/1891185852375123544-5933139993341366497?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5933139993341366497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5933139993341366497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5933139993341366497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5933139993341366497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/breakthrough.html' title='Breakthrough!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7336041775508071890</id><published>2009-07-06T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:46:50.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to say goodbye</title><content type='html'>Hellloooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Youth Day people!&lt;br /&gt;It'll be my last Youth Day, since there aren't any in Polys.&lt;br /&gt;And it's so ridiculous. Why do JCs enjoy this and Polys not?&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they both of the same age? (Mostly)&lt;br /&gt;So the government is implying that poly students are more mature than JC students?&lt;br /&gt;I cannot face this fact that it'll be my last Youth Day cause of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to study with Jeanie from 1 plus to 4.&lt;br /&gt;Geography was a killer.&lt;br /&gt;I hate development. I don't like Human Geog.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna conquer it no matter what, no matter how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Serangoon.&lt;br /&gt;HOGC people rock my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home around 8 plus. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for school tomorrow yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Philippians 4:13&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hate it when people thinks I don't know anything much.&lt;br /&gt;I've gone through so much more than you've ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;My 4 years in school was a whirl and a great experience I'd wanna share.&lt;br /&gt;If you were in my state, I bet you would die from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;I saw this somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="blogbody" width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;h4 class="itemtitle"&gt;Keep Jesus close to your heart.&lt;/h4&gt;People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forgive them anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfishness and ulterior motives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be kind anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Succeed anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be honest and sincere anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Create anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be happy anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good you do today, will often be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do good anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give the best you have, and it will never be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give your best anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the final analysis, it is between you and God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was never between you and them anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Happy Birthday to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabil&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia&lt;br /&gt;CY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Happy 16th~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-7336041775508071890?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7336041775508071890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7336041775508071890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7336041775508071890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7336041775508071890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='Time to say goodbye'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-6123239810992475081</id><published>2009-07-05T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:41:33.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got to go!</title><content type='html'>Today's service was powerful!&lt;br /&gt;It's titled I've got to go.&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Kent is a young and powerful man of God!&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Alli is so pretty! She was a model and she had everything going for her. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Amazing people. Love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Kent, Adam played basketball with Pastor How and some of the church people.&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely a good game! Many people stayed back just to watch. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner after that, hanged around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up for worship, impromptu one.&lt;br /&gt;Sang Give Us Clean Hands.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed myself and the presence of the holy spirit is so strong! My knees went weak when I knelt down to pray.&lt;br /&gt;I love worship sessions, dont ya! Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, good night people.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, happy youth day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-6123239810992475081?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6123239810992475081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=6123239810992475081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6123239810992475081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6123239810992475081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-got-to-go.html' title='I&apos;ve got to go!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-741210992358499873</id><published>2009-07-04T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:13:22.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give us clean hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/onGbkeWkA64&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/onGbkeWkA64&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing and inspiring worship song.&lt;br /&gt;Love the worship leader who sang this. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed Pastor Kent Munsey's sermon due to tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Ohnoxz! :(&lt;br /&gt;But luckily I'm gonna stay for tomorrow! Amazing man.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;So many guest pastors coming these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;And Dr. A.R. Bernard will be here next week too! I can't believe God blessed HOGC with so many great men of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. This ad is soooo cute. &lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4becEYdzWlM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4becEYdzWlM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. MJ has so many new cosmetics SG don't have!!!!!!!! I IS ANGRY OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-741210992358499873?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/741210992358499873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=741210992358499873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/741210992358499873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/741210992358499873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/give-us-clean-hands.html' title='Give us clean hands'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7108845993117942039</id><published>2009-07-03T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:03:42.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision</title><content type='html'>Blogged in my Wordpress cause I cannot enter Blogger just now.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Link at the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Saw Garrett and some others at citylink. He looked shocked when I called out to him. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-7108845993117942039?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7108845993117942039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7108845993117942039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7108845993117942039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7108845993117942039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/decision.html' title='Decision'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-6114153318298532882</id><published>2009-07-01T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:17:52.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joe Jonas</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;So here's something to laugh at.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I hate Joe Jonas or any of the Jonas Brothers,&lt;br /&gt;I even used to love them.&lt;br /&gt;Ya ya, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rP-KFnYg6Hw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rP-KFnYg6Hw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is epic. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the official MV "Single Ladies" by Beyonce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x1nixzYHDus&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x1nixzYHDus&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Left with 2 more sessions of followup!&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-6114153318298532882?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6114153318298532882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=6114153318298532882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6114153318298532882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6114153318298532882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/joe-jonas.html' title='Joe Jonas'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2702535784592029218</id><published>2009-06-30T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:43:52.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry of my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the cry of my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is to bring you praise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the inside out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord my soul cries out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's not much to blog because school's all the same.&lt;br /&gt;It's just about work, fun, friends.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy school, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it gets so routine based, I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like routine.&lt;br /&gt;I love surprises and new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I love the up-and-coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes to my spiritual being.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy reaching and rising up to a new level of faith.&lt;br /&gt;I yearn and hunger for a new level of faith.&lt;br /&gt;I love dwelling in the presence of the holy spirit.&lt;br /&gt;The holy bible is my night time story book, filled with amazing words of God.&lt;br /&gt;Each service is a new revelation, a step closer I have with God.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how God has really impacted my life,&lt;br /&gt;and honestly, I can write essays about everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except about God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because God is a wonderful, good, ultimate God. No words can be used to describe His greatfulness and holiness. Our Lord is powerful, all of us aspire to take a step closer to Him each time we converse with Him, to be more Christ-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the powerful meaning of Christanity. It is NOT a religion. But a faith, and a relationship with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really really undescribable. People say you never know how it feels like until you have experienced it yourself. Well, it goes the same for God too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really excited about everything now. Everything seem new, and everything seem to be in place. I hear a calling to rise up and bring up a new generation. I may be new, but I am strong and willing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time of my life is the best I've ever received. I finally found the true meaning in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, Tim wants his name. Hello Tim!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;PS. Genie is stuck stuck stuck in my head! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm going to do my Math homework, this is amazing and a new revival LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I really have the energy after 4 hours of nap (LOL!) and I'm going to do Math.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've bought new contact lenses yay yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2702535784592029218?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2702535784592029218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2702535784592029218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2702535784592029218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2702535784592029218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/complicity.html' title='Cry of my heart'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2824467412987511298</id><published>2009-06-29T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:33:51.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unspoken words</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q64GS5-XFgs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q64GS5-XFgs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The offical MV of Girls' Generation's new song.&lt;br /&gt;Real pretty! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I have this feeling they're targeting the masculine race right now.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Sunny and Tae Yeon look so damn hot!&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, first day of school was great.&lt;br /&gt;Slept real late as I was chatting with Cherie on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna make something happen, I want to b a history maker and a world changer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class was pretty fine.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we're like, near 5 absentees (It's pretty normal) today.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite lazy to blog actually.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I think that blogging daily loses a meaning of a true, confiding diary.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me, enjoying hand written diaries instead? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting the mugging mood man!&lt;br /&gt;This is good HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I've been really inspired by my teachers, leaders and everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Pastor How talk about Academic Excellence (which will be in July, and you ALL must come and attend! :D), I feel the vibe of mugging.&lt;br /&gt;Like Pastor said, you can be one radical, on fire Christian and do really well academically to glorify Him too!&lt;br /&gt;I will make this come to pass and glorify Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited about my decision for school revival after Pastor Joakim's sermons,&lt;br /&gt;I WILL make something happen.&lt;br /&gt;I'm graduating, time may not be on my side,&lt;br /&gt;but I see the vision of this revival,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL MAKE IT COME TO PASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Pastor Kent Munsey to preach! :D&lt;br /&gt;I get a new revelation for each sermon they preached about, and it's really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy dwelling in the presence of God, I enjoy being ministered by a great person of God.&lt;br /&gt;This is amazing!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now it's time to glofiry Him,&lt;br /&gt;and do my homework. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord! Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Alvina asked me to watch this amazing sermon by Pastor Kong. Enjoy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/56STr-eudN0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/56STr-eudN0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2824467412987511298?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2824467412987511298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2824467412987511298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2824467412987511298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2824467412987511298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/unspoken-words.html' title='Unspoken words'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-4905063439177296205</id><published>2009-06-28T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:04:07.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>precious Jesus</title><content type='html'>I'm too lazy to blog,&lt;br /&gt;but I'll write about what mainly happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASTOR JOAKIM LUNDQVIST IS COOL.&lt;br /&gt;He's such a great man of God, and not to mntion he has good fashion sense. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Very inspiring sermons these two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be missing him! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dinner at Swensens at Parkway Parade just now.&lt;br /&gt;Crayfish Pasta is yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School reopens tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-4905063439177296205?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4905063439177296205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=4905063439177296205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4905063439177296205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4905063439177296205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/precious-jesus.html' title='precious Jesus'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-1585324044609835465</id><published>2009-06-26T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:06:51.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me your wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/95impxeGMPU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/95impxeGMPU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the new song from Girls' Generation.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I think it's not as nice as Gee. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, they're still hot and I still love em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had D1 CEG worship session!&lt;br /&gt;Wow, MPR 2 was covered man! So squeezy lol!&lt;br /&gt;But it was so powerful.&lt;br /&gt;It's my first time having worship session with the whole CEG.&lt;br /&gt;Jerlyn prayed for me as well, I was really impacted by it.&lt;br /&gt;Jerlyn prayed for the things I was so scared for, and I was really surprised that she knew them even if I didn't tell her!&lt;br /&gt;After worship, went to eat with Alvin, Weiliang, Flavian, Howteng.&lt;br /&gt;Ahlim (LOL IS THIS HOW TO SPELL YOUR NAME?!), Felicia, Eunice and Kendra came later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed up to study after that. Thanks to those who helped me with my stupid Maths work.&lt;br /&gt;I hate VS Prelim paper. Tmd. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Pastors are back! I miss them so much! (L)&lt;br /&gt;They're back with Pastor Joakim and his family.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's services (2 some more!) and Sunday sermons will be by Pastor Joakim.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to listen to the great man of God, amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Tim my one and only Superman wants his name here!&lt;br /&gt;Hee :D&lt;br /&gt;Happy? :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-1585324044609835465?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1585324044609835465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=1585324044609835465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1585324044609835465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1585324044609835465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/tell-me-your-wish.html' title='tell me your wish'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-8115108604458820449</id><published>2009-06-25T22:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:13:53.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things are worth to turn time back, but reality says "Get a life, move on."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SkOUCp-tWTI/AAAAAAAACUY/jQqIGT6ZxhY/s1600-h/roller_coaster_by_crazycaps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SkOUCp-tWTI/AAAAAAAACUY/jQqIGT6ZxhY/s320/roller_coaster_by_crazycaps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351283555595802930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you think this is scary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wait till you sit on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; life's roller coaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've just thought of this sentence.&lt;br /&gt;Life is really one good roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you may be at the peak, the best and most enjoyable time of your life.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you may be at the bottom, where you thought things could not get any worse.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we all have good times, bad times.&lt;br /&gt;So before we conclude of it's a good time, or bad time,&lt;br /&gt;why not make the best out of it?&lt;br /&gt;Things that pass may be rotten, but all you have to do is look straight, move on.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop yourself except yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of this. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Today was great! (I say this everytime, don't I? Hah.)&lt;br /&gt;Studied with Jonas Sponge, Veron and Cassandra Ong at, well, Esplanade's library.&lt;br /&gt;WOW. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Did Geography and English, and I have to say, it's one very very great harvest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Jonas (Veron and Cass had theirs first as Jonas and I stayed back to reserve seats, lol.), and talked about bassoon, our music now, school, and basically just catching up.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss talking to him man!&lt;br /&gt;It has been years since I talked to Jonas that long. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Great KFC lunch, then headed back to study.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed there from 11am to around, 5pm? Wow, amazing isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Muji and I got some items since Back to School items are at 10% off! WHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Had some complications, Jonas paid for me while I was withdrawing money!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot dude. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Marina Square with these two crazy ladies.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at McDonalds and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;Post office was closed! OH NO D:&lt;br /&gt;Had to mail out a registered mail, and I'm late for a day already. Oh man, that person's gonna kill me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoy this conversation by Jeanie and I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*haha!&lt;br /&gt;*i love it.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm JEANIE for your wish (lol)&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;*jeanie in a bottle~&lt;br /&gt;*-stuff jeanie in a bottle-&lt;br /&gt;*LOL GOOD ONE. I BLOG ABOUT THIS&lt;br /&gt;*WAHAHHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*haha!&lt;br /&gt;*i shall go and check it out&lt;br /&gt;*tell you something&lt;br /&gt;*secret, dont tell others.&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Okay&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*i am in the mist of finishing the korean drama, boys (before or over - idc) flower&lt;br /&gt;*flowers*&lt;br /&gt;*:D&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*WHOA.&lt;br /&gt;*OMG&lt;br /&gt;*no wonder no news from you&lt;br /&gt;*got cry while watching&lt;br /&gt;*(hope got, cause I blogging about this)&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*_|_ LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*No la, ALMOST, got tears, but never stream down :D&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Okay not bad. Still gonna blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;*(dances Nobody)&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*thanks to my aunt - who bought the DVD in HK and my cousin who kept pestering me to watch it lol.&lt;br /&gt;*_|_ lol.&lt;br /&gt;*idiot.&lt;br /&gt;*zz lol.&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;*I very proud of myself for being so damn lame.&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*Whatever =.=&lt;br /&gt;*Lol.&lt;br /&gt;*You gonna blog about this?&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Yes. :D&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*Okay,&lt;br /&gt;**hides face in a paper bag*&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*My blog nothing much so what thing can put up, I'll just put it up.&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*You no face, hide what.&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;*:D&lt;br /&gt;*(dance Nobody againa)&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHA idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*again*&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*Wonder girls no good la.&lt;br /&gt;*Girls' Generation FTW&lt;br /&gt;*Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*i like both. but SNSD more.&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;**dances around*&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*(Censored due to privacy LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*:-O&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*- runs away-&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*You dance I run.&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;*Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*It takes one to know the other ^^&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*Haha! Still, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*:D&lt;br /&gt;*Oh btw. gonna shower. brb&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*kay&lt;br /&gt;*aiyah&lt;br /&gt;*you go shower la, smelly cat&lt;br /&gt;*i go offline le&lt;br /&gt;*byebye(&lt;br /&gt;*(:!&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*okay bye :D&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie says:&lt;br /&gt;*byeszxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, CG meeting tomorrow, whoopeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Joakim's gonna be at church this weekend as well.&lt;br /&gt;Life is exciting and cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Please visit Veron's and Cassandra Ong's blog for pictures! Whooopeeee. FEATURED: Jonas in one of the pictures LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-8115108604458820449?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8115108604458820449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=8115108604458820449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8115108604458820449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8115108604458820449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-things-are-worth-to-turn-time-back.html' title='Some things are worth to turn time back, but reality says &quot;Get a life, move on.&quot;'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SkOUCp-tWTI/AAAAAAAACUY/jQqIGT6ZxhY/s72-c/roller_coaster_by_crazycaps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-8118370510793439540</id><published>2009-06-24T22:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:48:33.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revival</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, sorry for lack of update.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty lazy to blog also, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had follow up!&lt;br /&gt;My fifth session, wow. Cherie sat in for a while, she just wanted to talk to me! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, my CGL and TL with me, felt honoured :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Cherie, your words really encouraged me!&lt;br /&gt;I'll do all I can and my best to reach to a new level of faith! :D&lt;br /&gt;Follow up was great too. It was about 'Listening to God'.&lt;br /&gt;A short session but just as powerful as before!&lt;br /&gt;I felt like each follow up builds my spiritual faith.&lt;br /&gt;Had a short worship session as well.&lt;br /&gt;I felt a strong presence of the holy spirit, and I felt like something lifted me up!&lt;br /&gt;It happened for a few times. It was so powerful :D&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for next follow up! Cant wait for tomorrow's CG meeting as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After follow up and worship (we made a CG wait for us as we were having worship, so sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;played around with others and did some work.&lt;br /&gt;Left church around 7 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, got a Revlon Beyond Natural blush and bronzer in peach.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to using it. Looks real great and as the name applies, natural! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna study with Veron, Cass Ong and Jonas Sponge at Esplanade Library @ 11am tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Jonas Sponge very kiasu lor. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;He said there would be many many many people. Well, we shall see the massive crowd tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope there won't be a sign at the door saying place closed due to H1N1. I'll (Jonas I meant) will knock the place down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, school...... No extended hols. I'm getting pretty fussy over this matter. POLYS HAVE EXTENDED HOLIDAYS WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-8118370510793439540?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8118370510793439540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=8118370510793439540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8118370510793439540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8118370510793439540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/revival.html' title='revival'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7857192291787374242</id><published>2009-06-22T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:06:28.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNSD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4LKtHZdCKIA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4LKtHZdCKIA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Girls Generation's new song is coming out!&lt;br /&gt;The MV is so hot, haha.&lt;br /&gt;(I'm straight hor :( )&lt;br /&gt;Go watch go watch.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure so many guys are gonna salivate already wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was so unfruitful man.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at noon, ate, watched cartoon, slept, woke up for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;That basically concludes my day.&lt;br /&gt;But dinner was great!&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Hog's Breath Cafe or whatever it's called.&lt;br /&gt;It's an Australian restaurant, serving Australian sized portions!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how HUGE I ate.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, shared ribs and fish and chips with whole family.&lt;br /&gt;Their mud cake was yummy too!&lt;br /&gt;My dad was so funny, he was like "Okay you want your mud now?" in a serious tone.&lt;br /&gt;Then my brother and I burst out laughing!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, gonna study tomorrow! I MEAN IT. :D&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie's gonna get her new specs tomorrow, hoho!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see it &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, heard from Audrey school's gonna start per norm.&lt;br /&gt;Man, they had to cook up some stupid rumour that school hols will be extended.&lt;br /&gt;Just to bring all the students' hopes up is it!?&lt;br /&gt;But then again it didn't affect me much.&lt;br /&gt;I voted for 'conducting lessons via Internet'. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'd prefer E Learning sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Waking up so early just to head to school is not worth it UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-7857192291787374242?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7857192291787374242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7857192291787374242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7857192291787374242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7857192291787374242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/snsd.html' title='SNSD!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2559431078221459560</id><published>2009-06-22T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:41:01.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sj5fMs4PUcI/AAAAAAAACTw/2GTTtE7Yyqc/s1600-h/n745779087_1096739_8884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sj5fMs4PUcI/AAAAAAAACTw/2GTTtE7Yyqc/s320/n745779087_1096739_8884.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349818079172841922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Details and picture at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; http://sgbandfusion.com/index.php?topic=2888.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to SWO/ SSW's concert just now.&lt;br /&gt;It was great man!&lt;br /&gt;I love all the songs played. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the celloist.&lt;br /&gt;MAN I LOVE STRINGS WHOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;His duet with various instruments are amazing. -jaw dropped-&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of joining an outside band after O's.&lt;br /&gt;But may not have time since I wanna work, and may not be committed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna do something which I'm not committed in.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, saw many old friends at VCH!&lt;br /&gt;Jinghan was one of them. Oh man, such a coincidence!&lt;br /&gt;Of course, not forgetting my ex-bassoon mate (He's in oboe now by the way, same reason as me transferring to tenor sax.), Jonas!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;He looked shocked when he saw me. He also said I changed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I don't know if that's good or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After concert, a bunch of us (Whitley people, Gary, Gerald, Joshua, Aaron, Xiaoting) headed to Toa Payoh to eat... McDonalds. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But it was great chatting and catching up.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Shawn about school and his NJC DSA audition thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Do your best Shawn! :D Don't be intimidated by the creepy elite school people.&lt;br /&gt;(No offensive if you're from an elite school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, band camp has been cancelled till further notice, due to the H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;Heard from Cassandra Ho that St Gabs band camp (from Jonas) also cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;Like, WTH.&lt;br /&gt;I was so looking forward to band camp you know!&lt;br /&gt;URGH &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Me is not happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what am I gonna do later.&lt;br /&gt;Probably English homework.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, did I mention Popular now sells $3.20 recycled exam pads?&lt;br /&gt;Well, since I'm such a green person, I bought 2 pads LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Popular's 20% discounts (Yes, call me auntie if you want) I got them at $2.55 each!&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;I want to shop at Sephora!&lt;br /&gt;Mainly for more good brushes, and a concealer palette! URGH.&lt;br /&gt;Bye people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2559431078221459560?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2559431078221459560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2559431078221459560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2559431078221459560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2559431078221459560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/strings.html' title='strings!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sj5fMs4PUcI/AAAAAAAACTw/2GTTtE7Yyqc/s72-c/n745779087_1096739_8884.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-1649675411356854766</id><published>2009-06-20T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T22:36:50.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love colours!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SjzynUeo5kI/AAAAAAAACTo/NHFKxdxwHp4/s1600-h/Colours_by_Aldarida122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SjzynUeo5kI/AAAAAAAACTo/NHFKxdxwHp4/s320/Colours_by_Aldarida122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349417214735345218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whoopee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Man, let me talk about something I'm so happy about.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just got a 24 eye colour palette! WHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;First step of becoming a make up artist! (Yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;Haha, no lah. I just love the art of beauty, (Cause I'm not and I wanna do something to that lol.)&lt;br /&gt;So yeap, finally a post talking about colours huh.&lt;br /&gt;Usually you'll see me in monochrome.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, as my profile states, I love colours as well too!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to use my palette ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, next up.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition was like, whoa. SO many people turned up for make up class.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the classroom was packed!&lt;br /&gt;The students who came for make up lesson even had to grab seats from the neighbouring classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Wan was like, "Whoa."&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really have to brush up. I totally forgotten so many things!&lt;br /&gt;Even Mr Wan asked why the silence from me today since I usually talk so much.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, I need to do something!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna do Maths next week, am seious about it!&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm so happy for myself. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow there is SSW concert.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all players! Have great performance :D&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sitting there supporting everyone of you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-1649675411356854766?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1649675411356854766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=1649675411356854766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1649675411356854766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1649675411356854766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-colours.html' title='I love colours!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SjzynUeo5kI/AAAAAAAACTo/NHFKxdxwHp4/s72-c/Colours_by_Aldarida122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-905461682249131785</id><published>2009-06-19T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:10:43.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neon lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SjuVM-Yk4uI/AAAAAAAACTg/p0HQ8TIG4YY/s1600-h/Neon_madness_by_darkangel63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SjuVM-Yk4uI/AAAAAAAACTg/p0HQ8TIG4YY/s320/Neon_madness_by_darkangel63.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349033032569643746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;As pretty as it seems, but do you see the underlying layer of confusion and chaos?&lt;br /&gt;Doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at my Wordpress for a while, also blogged!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, url's same, just that blogspot is changed to wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone bored can go take a look and comment or something. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, was there to grab codes for the Facebook profile link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was great (I'm forcing myself not to think about my misery for missing out Zone Camp D:) cause Geography lesson was quite fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;I found out my mistakes and what I did wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Am greatful for this lesson man! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, band camp next week, from Monday to Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to be with all my band mates again.&lt;br /&gt;There will be talent night on the second day, am looking forward to that as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today has only been fruitful due to 2 hours (plus) of Geography.&lt;br /&gt;But rest of the day was family bonding time with my relatives.&lt;br /&gt;I love my cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I got a set of pink brushes! COOL MAN. Can't wait to use them LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-905461682249131785?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/905461682249131785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=905461682249131785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/905461682249131785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/905461682249131785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/neon-lights.html' title='neon lights'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SjuVM-Yk4uI/AAAAAAAACTg/p0HQ8TIG4YY/s72-c/Neon_madness_by_darkangel63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7374794436801156803</id><published>2009-06-18T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:36:57.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jeffrey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Even though I've only been talking to you recently,&lt;br /&gt;you're a great person to chat with! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck on your future endeavours and God bless you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so radical about God right now, and everything seems so spiritual.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I keep in my prayers, they all are starting to reveal and unravel.&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Troy said that we have to pray to our Lord and sing a new song for him.&lt;br /&gt;Read the bible and unlock the scriptures.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so amazed by the power of God.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to have a new revelation and rise up!&lt;br /&gt;I've dreams and goals to reach and fulfil.&lt;br /&gt;My life will be so interesting and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since it's only past midnight,&lt;br /&gt;I've nothing much to say. Perhaps will blog later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I cannot stand it when you guys start and cook up rubbish. You want the same thing to happen to you? I'm sure you don't. Sometimes, it's better not to tell anyone a secret. I'm serious.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-7374794436801156803?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7374794436801156803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7374794436801156803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7374794436801156803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7374794436801156803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/pissed.html' title='pissed'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2806195816381812688</id><published>2009-06-17T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:59:50.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what title to have, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm using Alvina's laptop, and since I'm super bored, I shall just blog a little while :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with a few people online, and it's quite boring. Not that Alvina's house is boring,&lt;br /&gt;but cause I think I'm a little tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to church later! I need to do homework, urghhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2806195816381812688?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2806195816381812688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2806195816381812688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2806195816381812688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2806195816381812688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-know-what-title-to-have-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5512067178812056303</id><published>2009-06-16T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:41:43.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being perfect</title><content type='html'>Initially, I didn't wanna blog.&lt;br /&gt;But since I just relinked Shirley, well, just took the chance to blog a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited band today.&lt;br /&gt;Man, I seriously missed my practices and how everyone got together and sounded horribly. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But still, band was and is the essence of my life other than being radical and on fire for God.&lt;br /&gt;Band was something I'd never forget.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm not doing music in the near future or anything, well, it is still part of me right? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to Iluma with Jeanie.&lt;br /&gt;Bought Lipsmacker, and it was a freaking $7.90.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, I can get it half the price online, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want another case of missing mail again! I'd rather pay more actually, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Tried berrylite yogurt too! It's really yummy, wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But I think our topping was too little (just nata de coco) and it was a medium sized one.&lt;br /&gt;Too much yogurt! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Ghost of Girlfriends' Past. Interesting and rather touching at some point of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to upload pictures! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Heading to Alvina's tomorrow! Can't wait (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If I really cannot do well academically,&lt;br /&gt;I'd just go overseas and learn cosmetology. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We all aim for perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We can go all odds to attempt for perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But what's lacking that prevents us to reach perfection?&lt;/span&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/1891185852375123544-5512067178812056303?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5512067178812056303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5512067178812056303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5512067178812056303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5512067178812056303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/being-perfect.html' title='being perfect'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7165218662221322049</id><published>2009-06-14T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:58:55.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home</title><content type='html'>Too lazy to blog, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Charleston was preaching today.&lt;br /&gt;He's awesome man!&lt;br /&gt;He talked about what HOGC really means to us.&lt;br /&gt;There was a testimony specially for this sermon, by Alton, an acoustic (I think) guitarist in the worship team.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there was another great testimony by Louisa from G2 about how God impacted her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all services and sermons are great!&lt;br /&gt;I miss Pastors :(&lt;br /&gt;Hope they're having so much fun over there! (Actually, they are! Follow their tweets on Twitter! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to upload pictures man.&lt;br /&gt;Go to my Facebook for POP and BBQ pictures posted up by Mr Tan.&lt;br /&gt;I look so retarded! Go on! It's priceless, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with Nic Tan (my bro!) on MSN. My throat's painful, and I hope it certainly will not get worse!&lt;br /&gt;I sound so... urgh today.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well :( And I realise Roy can sing so high! I heard from people that he has wide vocal range but today was wow! WHOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Happy Birthday Cheng Ming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-7165218662221322049?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7165218662221322049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7165218662221322049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7165218662221322049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7165218662221322049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/home.html' title='home'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-8743087737319573747</id><published>2009-06-13T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:09:53.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!</title><content type='html'>Another thing I found at Ivan's blog.&lt;br /&gt;His blog is full of cool stuff, but he rarely blogs, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;What an idiot, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Kidding!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Hello. Did you call me?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Called you? No.. Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: This is GOD. I heard your prayers. So I thought I will chat.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I do pray. Just makes me feel good. I am actually busy now. I am in&lt;br /&gt;the midst of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: What are you busy at? Ants are busy too.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Don't know. But I can't find free time. Life has become hectic. It's rush hour all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Sure. Activity gets you busy. But productivity gets you results.Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I understand. But I still can't figure out. By the way, I was notexpecting YOU to buzz me on instant messaging chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Well I wanted to resolve your fight for time, by giving you some. In this net era, I wanted to reach you through the medium you&lt;br /&gt;are comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tell me, why has life become complicated now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Stop analyzing life. Just live it. Analysis is what makes it complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Me: why are we then constantly unhappy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday. You are worrying because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your habit.&lt;br /&gt;That's why you are not happy.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.&lt;br /&gt;Me: If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Diamond cannot be polished without friction. Gold cannot be purified without fire. Good people go through trials, but don't suffer. With that&lt;br /&gt;experience their life become better not bitter.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You mean to say such experience is useful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Yes. In every term, Experience is a hard teacher. She gives the test first and the lessons afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But still, why should we go through such tests? Why can't we be free from problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Problems are Purposeful Roadblocks Offering Beneficial Lessons (to) Enhance Mental Strength. Inner strength comes from struggle and&lt;br /&gt;endurance, not when you are free from problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Frankly in the midst of so many problems, we don't know where we are heading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: If you look outside you will not know where you are heading. Look inside. Looking outside, you dream. Looking inside, you awaken. Eyes&lt;br /&gt;provide sight. Heart provides insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sometimes not succeeding fast seems to hurt more than moving in the right direction. What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Success is a measure as decided by others. Satisfaction is a measure as decided by you. Knowing the road ahead is more satisfying than knowing you road ahead. You work with the compass. Let others work with the clock.&lt;br /&gt;Me: In tough times, how do you stay motivated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Always look at how far you have come rather than how far you have to go. Always count your blessing, not what you are missing.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What surprises you about people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: When they suffer they ask, 'why me?' When they prosper, they never ask 'Why me'. Everyone wishes to have truth on their side, but few want to be on the side of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sometimes I ask, who am I, why am I here. I can't get the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Seek not to find who you are, but to determine who you want to be. Stop looking for a purpose as to why you are here. Create it. Life is not&lt;br /&gt;merely a process of discovery but a process of co-creation. You are my co-creator.&lt;br /&gt;Me: How can I get the best out of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear.&lt;br /&gt;Me: One last question. Sometimes I feel my prayers are not answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: There are no unanswered prayers. At times the answer is NO.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thank you for this wonderful chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Well. Keep the faith and drop the fear. Don't believe your doubts and doubt your beliefs. Life is a mystery to solve not a problem to resolve.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. Life is wonderful if you know how to live. 'Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that took our breath away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-8743087737319573747?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8743087737319573747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=8743087737319573747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8743087737319573747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8743087737319573747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-1027055268301865683</id><published>2009-06-12T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:10:20.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>band POP &amp; celebration</title><content type='html'>Well, there are so many many things to list about,&lt;br /&gt;so I don't think I wanna blog.&lt;br /&gt;Just woke up, my mind's still in a daze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games were great, thanks for the running, I needed that! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;BBQ was great too, Mr Tan, Jonathan, Linda came too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our official step down, and I'm gonna miss the band so much man. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For which a journey seems like it ended,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it just marks an end of a section of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitley Concert Band was never a case of an accident or impulse for me,&lt;br /&gt;but a case of joy, laughter, and sometimes even being very down.&lt;br /&gt;These four years,&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt so many skills and values that textbooks would never illustrate,&lt;br /&gt;and not even the best of people can teach me.&lt;br /&gt;The camaraderie and the hard work everyone has gained and gone through really touched my heart, and I'll value them forever.&lt;br /&gt;Time really passes so fast,&lt;br /&gt;whem I look back, I still can remember myself playing the bassoon for my first solo piece in When Summer Takes Flight.&lt;br /&gt;That exhausting final solo of that piece really drained my mind and soul for months,&lt;br /&gt;when everyone improved so quickly in their instruments&lt;br /&gt;whereas I just barely started after being transferred.&lt;br /&gt;With determination, I still managed to pull through the hard times and conquered it during Festspiel 2006.&lt;br /&gt;After that, was SYF 2007,&lt;br /&gt;I remembered Minghui wasn't there anymore,&lt;br /&gt;and I was just alone, with no senior to aid me.&lt;br /&gt;I broke down at times when I was having sectionals alone,&lt;br /&gt;because Seventh Night of July at that time was so hard.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for the flute and double reeds section's warmth and love,&lt;br /&gt;even at the lowest point of my time,&lt;br /&gt;they'll make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;My last most memorable event,&lt;br /&gt;SYF 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Because of this SYF, I had to be transferred to the saxophone section as they were lacking a tenor saxophonist.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I had no confidence of mastering it in such a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;Until now, I only touched the tenor saxophone for a year or so only.&lt;br /&gt;But it's my section who really showed my the meaning of what a section really means.&lt;br /&gt;Ignatius although was playing and goofing around,&lt;br /&gt;he still made sure all of us are able to play our parts well.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly and Clarence was trying their best to perfect their pieces too.&lt;br /&gt;The process of everything for SYF 2009 was even more powerful and stronger,&lt;br /&gt;I truly understand the meaning of unity.&lt;br /&gt;This is also my first year where my section can have a tutor, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jonathan for the guidance as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words here mean nothing.&lt;br /&gt;It's you guys that mean everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;My body may have left the band,&lt;br /&gt;but my soul will always remain with Whitley Concert Band.&lt;br /&gt;Please work hard and co operate with the new leaders and Mr Tan!&lt;br /&gt;You know how much we all want a Gold by SYF 2011.&lt;br /&gt;All the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For which a section of my life has ended,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there will be a new beginning and a new chapter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cannot wait for it!&lt;/span&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/1891185852375123544-1027055268301865683?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1027055268301865683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=1027055268301865683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1027055268301865683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1027055268301865683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/band-pop-celebration.html' title='band POP &amp; celebration'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5945070895325515454</id><published>2009-06-10T20:26:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:06:54.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bring our hearts alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(OMG I ACCIDENTLY CANCELLED MY POST ZZZZ.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, shall redo this all over! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was rather lazy to blog about stuff yesterday, so I'm gonna do for 8th, 9th, and today's one all in a shot. May be a long post, not sure? Haha. Let's see where does this take us to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 June:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had English and Chemistry in the morning, was alright I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied Faiz and Jeanie while they're racking their brains on the camp stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Way to go camp co-ordinators! :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the belgium chocolate thing Jeanie bought was fab!&lt;br /&gt;Yummy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to meet Vanny and Alexster at Yishun library.&lt;br /&gt;Bought Vanny cheesecake! Hope you liked it :D&lt;br /&gt;Studied at Cafe Galilee for a hour or so, they're so retarded! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I realise Yishun has so many ah lians, am terrified :(&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought Brandon oreo cheesecake from Starbucks after that!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to take picture, but oh well. Hope you guys enjoyed the cake and had a wonderful birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm like the same age as Brandon, 15! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 June:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for morning prayer. Joash came too! WOW, haha.&lt;br /&gt;There was many CHC people there, so I did feel a little weird. Oh well, we're all still family right? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Was powerful and stuff, Pastor Tan's a great man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast with CEG after that, went up to slack.&lt;br /&gt;Rather lazy to talk about what we did lah.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much just nuaing (FLAVIAN! YOUR WORD HAHA.) around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Tecman to get Polly's bible, headed back to HOGC after that.&lt;br /&gt;Hanged around for a while before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 June:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm very tired. Waking up so early for morning prayer.....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, great time again, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Edwin kept asking he to pray with him (in other words, Im doing the talking) but I told him, "Hey, it's personal prayer. You speak to God yourself, and he'll answer your prayers! Don't push to me lah!" Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed today more actually :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast, and nua-ed around LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So many people were sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;Church today was like a ghost town, very few people were around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left around 3 plus with Weiling as she wanted to get fries from Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Saw something real funny on the train, look ouot for the picture of the day below! :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;She left for tuition after that, and I went to uncle's house!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to see ________ today :( Boohooo.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band POP and celebration tomorrow! Can't wait :D&lt;br /&gt;There's also make up tuition lah, sure go one.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Leonard's the best teacher around~&lt;br /&gt;(I know you read my blog ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye!&lt;br /&gt;PS. Enjoy the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 June:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-qZySyWAI/AAAAAAAACTQ/gwidU0kjzyQ/s1600-h/DSC04977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-qZySyWAI/AAAAAAAACTQ/gwidU0kjzyQ/s320/DSC04977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345678642686089218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vanny's (Birthday) cheesecake! Small box big plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;(Didn't take picture of Brandon's cake :( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-qRZxBwnI/AAAAAAAACTI/fI3jjlW53Dc/s1600-h/DSC04978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-qRZxBwnI/AAAAAAAACTI/fI3jjlW53Dc/s320/DSC04978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345678498663088754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-p19eOnlI/AAAAAAAACTA/12OGVywu8bs/s1600-h/DSC04979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-p19eOnlI/AAAAAAAACTA/12OGVywu8bs/s320/DSC04979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345678027211578962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The condensation from my smoothie or Vanny's latte (forgot whose) formed a heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-ppee7PLI/AAAAAAAACS4/tQkizd_1CfE/s1600-h/DSC04981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-ppee7PLI/AAAAAAAACS4/tQkizd_1CfE/s320/DSC04981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345677812734573746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-pVDiHqCI/AAAAAAAACSw/Dp3J9tExsQA/s1600-h/DSC04982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-pVDiHqCI/AAAAAAAACSw/Dp3J9tExsQA/s320/DSC04982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345677461902829602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Something I drew for my beloved tudi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 June:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-pD5X5O-I/AAAAAAAACSo/6BYriv6INF8/s1600-h/DSC04985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-pD5X5O-I/AAAAAAAACSo/6BYriv6INF8/s320/DSC04985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345677167117810658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Edwin = Ice cream boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-ozyqms5I/AAAAAAAACSg/eoXszJvFkao/s1600-h/DSC04986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-ozyqms5I/AAAAAAAACSg/eoXszJvFkao/s320/DSC04986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345676890439332754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, picture of the day.&lt;br /&gt;This guy was sleeping so shiokly.&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/1891185852375123544-5945070895325515454?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5945070895325515454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5945070895325515454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5945070895325515454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5945070895325515454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/bring-our-hearts-alive.html' title='bring our hearts alive'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Si-qZySyWAI/AAAAAAAACTQ/gwidU0kjzyQ/s72-c/DSC04977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5796081287027198444</id><published>2009-06-09T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:11:59.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spastic people</title><content type='html'>A convo by the 2 gays in our CG, Walter and Flavian.&lt;br /&gt;In this convo, Walter is Flavian Kow and Flavian is Walter Ng.&lt;br /&gt;They changed their names. Don't get confused ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder why I brought them to church omg....&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the a little crude language ah LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Flavian Kow&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;*hello&lt;br /&gt;*hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*wtf confusing.&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*i love hot boysssssss&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*walao confusing sia.&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*hi&lt;br /&gt;*i am flavian&lt;br /&gt;*i am 16,&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*hi im walter&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*from amkss.&lt;br /&gt;*i am desperate.&lt;br /&gt;*looking for a partner.&lt;br /&gt;*(:&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*16?&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*hi nicole&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*yes, i am sweet 16.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*im walter&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Hi&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*and...you know what i had been having a crush on you for long since the day i met u in band&lt;br /&gt;*i just don dare to say&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*_l_&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*i love you...&lt;br /&gt;*though i also like guys&lt;br /&gt;*but who cares&lt;br /&gt;*lol!&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*eww.&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Flavian best.&lt;br /&gt;*Walter sucks sia.&lt;br /&gt;*the act so fak.&lt;br /&gt;*fake*&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*i love to suckk turtle's backside! :D&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*O.O!?&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*yes'&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*nah&lt;br /&gt;*flavian ones carn be compared to mine&lt;br /&gt;*i love to suck guys backside&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*they taste tastier then turtle&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*oh my.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*yar...&lt;br /&gt;*turtle is nothing&lt;br /&gt;*and turtle backside is so small&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*omg.....&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*why omg nicole&lt;br /&gt;*you don wan me?&lt;br /&gt;*aww&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*ya dont want&lt;br /&gt;*you can go find flavian and make out with him&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*nicole&lt;br /&gt;*i love you&lt;br /&gt;*i love yr lips,&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*flavian go make out with walter&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*yr sexy eyes,&lt;br /&gt;*yr blazing hot butt,&lt;br /&gt;*and your smoothing voice... (:&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*awww&lt;br /&gt;*Flavian&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*!? YOU STARE AT MY BUTT!?&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*don snatch nicole away from me&lt;br /&gt;*lol!!&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*OMG WTH YOU TWO.&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*hey&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*go gay with each other.&lt;br /&gt;*I hate you two!&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*shes damn sexy, dont you agree?&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*GO AND BANG THE WALL&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*hot mannnn. woo.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*too sexy for us to snatch against each other&lt;br /&gt;*why not we share?&lt;br /&gt;*loL!&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*OK!&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*I dont wanna be in this&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*lets share this big chickenn.&lt;br /&gt;*:D&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*I like someone else&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*yummy!&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*CHICKEN?!&lt;br /&gt;*_l_&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;**drooling*&lt;br /&gt;*i prefer it boiled&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*woo!&lt;br /&gt;*yummy.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*healthier living!&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*I go commit suicide now&lt;br /&gt;*bb&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*lets poke it, and see whats inside! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*hey nicole!&lt;br /&gt;*dont go my love&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*don go baby....&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*omg.... -.- this is so disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;*I wanna vomit my food out....&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*aww. vomit on me!&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*no no no !!!&lt;br /&gt;*me!!!&lt;br /&gt;*then i lick it bit by bit&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*i love you so much that i want your everything...  EVERYTHING!! :):)&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*the love&lt;br /&gt;*aww&lt;br /&gt;*carn wait to eat it up&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*i will suck it before you do!&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*no!&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*dont steal my vomit, jerk.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*i will!!&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*!?&lt;br /&gt;*W&lt;br /&gt;*T&lt;br /&gt;*F&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*don steal my lover stuff asshole&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*HEY.&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*you want my crap?&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*she love me ok.&lt;br /&gt;*yes&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*no&lt;br /&gt;*she loves me more&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*i want your crap&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*anyway.&lt;br /&gt;*walter, me and nicole is going to rom tmr.&lt;br /&gt;*its too late~&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*i will wreck the ceremony&lt;br /&gt;*and snatch her away&lt;br /&gt;*carry her on my back&lt;br /&gt;*and run off&lt;br /&gt;*she don live for you&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*NO!&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*YES!&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*O.O?!&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*i won't let it happen WALTER!&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*I WILL LET IT HAPPEN FLAV&lt;br /&gt;*!&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*-.-......&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*NO.&lt;br /&gt;*i say no.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*i say yes,&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*she's my chicken&lt;br /&gt;*not your duck.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*she my chick&lt;br /&gt;*not your chicken or rooster&lt;br /&gt;*~!&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*okay, take it if you want, loser.&lt;br /&gt;*i have my BBQ chicken at home&lt;br /&gt;*take her then!&lt;br /&gt;*hmph.&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*!?&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*hah&lt;br /&gt;*see nicole&lt;br /&gt;*this kind of guy&lt;br /&gt;*don wan also can&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*cause he prefer guys to you&lt;br /&gt;*lol!&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*yah lah.&lt;br /&gt;*i love guys.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*He thinks that u don have tight bum enough compared to other guys&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*talk slower leh. i copy paste this to my post&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*-.-&lt;br /&gt;*anyway&lt;br /&gt;*Flavian&lt;br /&gt;*you need laying hands&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*of course, guys bums are juicy. (:&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*i will pray for you&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*Walter, you need some chilli sauce&lt;br /&gt;*i will get it for you.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*ya&lt;br /&gt;*sure&lt;br /&gt;*no prob&lt;br /&gt;*anyway...its time for me to grow up&lt;br /&gt;*and eat chilli&lt;br /&gt;*so that i will be hot enuff to attract more girls&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*keep going keep going. i think the post so long sia.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*lol!&lt;br /&gt;*unlike you...eat so hot..attract wrong people&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*I like someone else pls.&lt;br /&gt;*DARRENNNNNN (random topic) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;*-cry-&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*DARRENNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAH WTH.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;**T.T&lt;br /&gt;*T____T&lt;br /&gt;*T^T&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*DARENNN. ):&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*DARRREEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN&lt;br /&gt;*T^T&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*wha stop alr?&lt;br /&gt;(Cause there was a moment of silence)&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*lol...&lt;br /&gt;*Flavian don wan play with me le&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*flavian go find hot guys already&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*awww&lt;br /&gt;*where u find?&lt;br /&gt;*o.O&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*lololololol. joo chiat&lt;br /&gt;*changi&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*awww&lt;br /&gt;*sleep early my dear girl&lt;br /&gt;*=)&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*hahahah&lt;br /&gt;*sleep early chick&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*she not your chick!&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*i feel a little uncomfortable alr sia....&lt;br /&gt;*gays talking like this...&lt;br /&gt;*this is creeping me out....&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*haha.&lt;br /&gt;*maybe msn la&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*mayb when we see each other&lt;br /&gt;*it will be even better!&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*I sure go bang wall&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*good.&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*ty.&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;*its my pleasure&lt;br /&gt;*=)&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*thanks again.&lt;br /&gt;*Im going off alr. Good night pretty babes.&lt;br /&gt;Flavian Kow says:&lt;br /&gt;*good night chick&lt;br /&gt;*(:&lt;br /&gt;Walter Ng says:&lt;br /&gt;*good night girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5796081287027198444?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5796081287027198444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5796081287027198444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5796081287027198444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5796081287027198444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/spastic-people.html' title='spastic people'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2101631231458201432</id><published>2009-06-07T20:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:53:54.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fight of faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Siu4Df8QbvI/AAAAAAAACSY/a3moMFHbWvo/s1600-h/Faith_by_Murasicht.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Siu4Df8QbvI/AAAAAAAACSY/a3moMFHbWvo/s320/Faith_by_Murasicht.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344567753058578162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Faith is what that keeps the sons and daughters of God strong and moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tuition this morning, and teacher was changed again.&lt;br /&gt;Confirm to Mr Leonard. I don't know why they keep changing teachers!&lt;br /&gt;Went through like a mini test, and I was sure my Physics really sucked. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went straight to church after that, resulting me being super duper early.&lt;br /&gt;Found Cherie after the drums lessons and had lunch with her and some D13 people. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service was great as usual.&lt;br /&gt;During prayer, I felt lik I'm being lifted up from the ground!&lt;br /&gt;It was so phenomenal man.&lt;br /&gt;God was speaking to me too, it was great.&lt;br /&gt;(Aiya, like I've said before, no words can describe the power Christ has in you, amen? :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents came to fetch me after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Follow up with Jerlyn tomorrow, to finish up the 4th lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons tomorrow as well, such a bother!&lt;br /&gt;I hate lessons urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Feel like skipping, but I cant! HOW!&lt;br /&gt;And I have lessons on Zone Camp!&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Darren's transferring to D12! :( Im quite sad man. Almost teared just down. (SEE DARREN!) But since the leaders have chosen for him to be transferred, then it shall be! Darren, D10 will definitely miss you. :D Take care of yourself! (Man, I make this sound like you're going away to some other zone leh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I have so many aspirations. Like what Pastor How said, I must have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt; to keep myself from carrying on and reaching my goal! I'm praying for my dreams every single night. I wanna show the world I can sing for my God! I wanna show the world Im gonna join SOW Vocals and make it through!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2101631231458201432?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2101631231458201432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2101631231458201432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2101631231458201432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2101631231458201432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/fight-of-faith.html' title='fight of faith'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Siu4Df8QbvI/AAAAAAAACSY/a3moMFHbWvo/s72-c/Faith_by_Murasicht.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-6493770075018506516</id><published>2009-06-06T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:33:32.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stereotyping</title><content type='html'>Rushed to Zone F service today cause of Flavian!&lt;br /&gt;Was like just in time lah, haha.&lt;br /&gt;He got me yogurt to thank me, whoooo!&lt;br /&gt;Service was impactful, thanks to Dominic!&lt;br /&gt;But still, I don't like kids. Sorry Flav, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch with CG and some others.&lt;br /&gt;Got onion rings at Astons while Weiling got french fries!&lt;br /&gt;Headed up for next service after that, ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service was even more impactful today.&lt;br /&gt;Roy was leading the worship team, and I don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;but for some reason, worship today was so great!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, all along it was fabulous, but there's something about the worship team that pushed me to the edge!&lt;br /&gt;Pastor How's sermon was good too (: I think every sermon's great and meaningful! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with CEG, and crapped. I love these guys.&lt;br /&gt;They make me smile and laugh like no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Darren was being such an ass. He was like making awkward, stupid facial expressions while attempting to play Hosanna.&lt;br /&gt;So I told him, "Don't play for our worship next time, no one can worship already. All will be laughing."&lt;br /&gt;There were some real funny things that happened too, but too many to list them out.&lt;br /&gt;HOGC people are the best! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition tomorrow! Whoooo.&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Good night people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-6493770075018506516?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6493770075018506516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=6493770075018506516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6493770075018506516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6493770075018506516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/stereotyping.html' title='stereotyping'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-1735793013245290790</id><published>2009-06-05T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:31:57.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sikp-Ca890I/AAAAAAAACSQ/eoPjpGux2P4/s1600-h/Fall_Stream_by_photowizard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sikp-Ca890I/AAAAAAAACSQ/eoPjpGux2P4/s320/Fall_Stream_by_photowizard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343848578630350658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just like a fallen stream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;School today was really short.&lt;br /&gt;Only had Chemistry, did Catholic High's Prelim Paper 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Standard definitely higher than ours, but I'm sure if I studied enough (hmmmm), I'd get okay okay marks. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, hanged around with the NPCC people (Jeanie, be glad I said this ah HAHA).&lt;br /&gt;Just chatted with them, then they were off to McRitchie.&lt;br /&gt;View &lt;a href="http://rhapsodi-c.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanie&lt;/a&gt;'s blog for more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jerlyn for fourth follow up lesson. Today was more on self reflection and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much written in my sermons notes lah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;More tomorrow I guess? (:&lt;br /&gt;I talked a lot today, just sharing about my life and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMI in church, it was fun! And I must be insane to wear so....&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. Remember next time, FBT and PE shirt LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with them after that, left at 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus home with Kendra.&lt;br /&gt;We were crapping for so long lah! It's so high, can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed now.&lt;br /&gt;MSN keep dc, and some asshole kep bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;FYI to Jie, it takes a lot to forgive. But I don't forgive people who keep giving me the same kind of shit repeatedly. I am human too. Being Christian doesn't mean people can treat me like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still pissed.&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;HALLELUJAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-1735793013245290790?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1735793013245290790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=1735793013245290790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1735793013245290790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1735793013245290790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/fallen.html' title='fallen'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sikp-Ca890I/AAAAAAAACSQ/eoPjpGux2P4/s72-c/Fall_Stream_by_photowizard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-9145319724347130040</id><published>2009-06-04T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:17:14.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy sleepy</title><content type='html'>Omg, I cannot enter Blogger in Firefox and Safari.&lt;br /&gt;WHY!?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to old, traditional IE for letting me blog man! WHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lessons are rather fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;But did only 9 matrix questions for 2 hours in Maths class.&lt;br /&gt;Wow? Haha. They're so tedious okay!&lt;br /&gt;POA was revision and doing O's Trading, Profit &amp;amp; Loss and Balance Sheet.&lt;br /&gt;Geez, first time feeling so great doing POA.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a wonderful sense of achievement when both sides of the ledger balances. HAHA. But hor, it's only a part of the final accounts section, hais. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Biology was more on time management and how to prepare a timetable to study.&lt;br /&gt;Was rather hilarious cause Pang Wee kept making funny remarks and the whole class will start laughing lah haha.&lt;br /&gt;Took bus back with Vivian. Vivian, Liyan and I walked a little in the pasar malam just beside the bus stop too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napped in my aunt's house. I feel sooooo tired! School's rather draining for me man. :(&lt;br /&gt;I slept for like, 3 hours -.-&lt;br /&gt;But I still feel tired, and exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like my brain wants to rest more? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with Physics relief tuition teacher now, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder how he got my email leh! Sicko -.-&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, luckily short day tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Follow up with Jerlyn after that :D&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to be enlightened again! AMEN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-9145319724347130040?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/9145319724347130040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=9145319724347130040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/9145319724347130040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/9145319724347130040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/sleepy-sleepy.html' title='sleepy sleepy'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-6508504484364510705</id><published>2009-06-03T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:22:04.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one life, one love</title><content type='html'>Worship at church at 5 plus.&lt;br /&gt;It was damn good.&lt;br /&gt;There were so many people around! Best of all, there were like, 4 guys!&lt;br /&gt;WOW.&lt;br /&gt;D10's growing with faith, hope and love.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna pray hard for our lovely CG, amen!&lt;br /&gt;Cherie prayed for me too, I was so touched.&lt;br /&gt;The presence of God was so strong, I could feel Him just beside me.&lt;br /&gt;It was just magical, words cannot describe it.&lt;br /&gt;It is only when you feel it, then you understand how it feels like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren came for a little while. Guess he missed us too much, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Flavian lent him *his* (it's his friend's) guitar to camp.&lt;br /&gt;Darren was super excited lah ahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Im very tired.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna write letters back to Audrey and Alvina, and off to bed!&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;Took cab with Pollyna and him after that, I was super tired.&lt;br /&gt;Almost died. LOL. Kidding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-6508504484364510705?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6508504484364510705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=6508504484364510705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6508504484364510705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6508504484364510705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-life-one-love.html' title='one life, one love'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-8988220207256860949</id><published>2009-06-02T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:05:28.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ewan mcgregor!</title><content type='html'>Enjoy this lovely convo between Ivan and myself :D&lt;br /&gt;Though it's cut short, but take note of what HE says, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*find what&lt;br /&gt;*Moulin Rouge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*i got the movie. lol&lt;br /&gt;*you go see telescope.&lt;br /&gt;*i think got show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*OI WTF YOU SPAM MY TAGBOARD!?&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, look at my tagboard for today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*star movies.&lt;br /&gt;*ya&lt;br /&gt;*i not happy.&lt;br /&gt;*you say ewan mcgregor suck then now you say he cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*URGH OKAY NOW HE ROCKS MY SOCKS OKAY LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*YEAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Help me find movie i now watch :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*okay.&lt;br /&gt;*go dl la&lt;br /&gt;*better quality&lt;br /&gt;*you see him&lt;br /&gt;*you high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*whr to dl. i know you pro in dling movies online~&lt;br /&gt;*illegal~&lt;br /&gt;*He's a singer is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*need torrent la&lt;br /&gt;*YA&lt;br /&gt;*HE'S VOICE AH&lt;br /&gt;*DAMN SEXY&lt;br /&gt;*I LOVE HIM&lt;br /&gt;*BASKET.&lt;br /&gt;*I WANT HIS VOICe.&lt;br /&gt;*(Link censored wahahah)&lt;br /&gt;*try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*:( You sound so gay.....&lt;br /&gt;*I'm scared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*you watch first&lt;br /&gt;*then you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Im gonna post this convo to my post :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*he so attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*You're scaring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*basket!! trick me.&lt;br /&gt;*eh dont cry ah after watching moulin rouge.&lt;br /&gt;*is damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;*yeah can work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;*Okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*go watch when you're free&lt;br /&gt;(Link censored again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Im free now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*i got some songs nia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*im gonna watch cause of ewan mcgregor.&lt;br /&gt;*thank me&lt;br /&gt;*NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*you SHOULD watch it cause of him.&lt;br /&gt;*got nicole kidman also.&lt;br /&gt;*okay i go dream of him&lt;br /&gt;*i mean&lt;br /&gt;*i go play wc3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*WHOA AHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*This is going to my blogpost, do you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*I'm serious you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*i'm ignorant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*shit&lt;br /&gt;*shit&lt;br /&gt;*shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*;D&lt;br /&gt;*Im gonna let (name censored ;o) see this.&lt;br /&gt;*I have my ways ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*basket.&lt;br /&gt;*hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;*i'l tell her i like ewan mcgregor soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*wtf the thing must sign up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*/^^&lt;br /&gt;*need meh?&lt;br /&gt;*no need la&lt;br /&gt;*wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*No this convo shows your extreme gayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*what you click&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*download?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*NO LA&lt;br /&gt;*just click the Play button&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*CHEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*|&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*that one&lt;br /&gt;*bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Okay thanks.&lt;br /&gt;*It's still going into my post.&lt;br /&gt;*:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*hear him sing.&lt;br /&gt;*basket. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;*You're so gay now.&lt;br /&gt;*I cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*serios serious&lt;br /&gt;*you listen to him sing to nicole kidman the first time.&lt;br /&gt;*the i hope you dont mind.&lt;br /&gt;*walau.&lt;br /&gt;*(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL. Okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*go watch i dont disturb you.&lt;br /&gt;*ENJOY the show&lt;br /&gt;*get sucked into it. and listen to his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Okay okay hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*i cannot take it liao. i go listen to his songs&lt;br /&gt;*bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Btw, if you turn gay one day, please tell me okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*go die&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*I'd love to have you as a great shopping buddy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*basket&lt;br /&gt;*guys cannot shop ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*CAN ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*i can shop one kay. walau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*For you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*all stereotypes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;*walao why cant watch!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*HUH?&lt;br /&gt;*why?&lt;br /&gt;*what they say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Must have the divx thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*aiya&lt;br /&gt;*chey&lt;br /&gt;*go dl la&lt;br /&gt;*is for better quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*Later got virus how :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*see him clearer.&lt;br /&gt;*divx can be trusted one.&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*If my laptop dies, so do you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*so do ewan mcgregor&lt;br /&gt;*you know that right?&lt;br /&gt;*:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*But it's easier to reach you cause I know where you live :)&lt;br /&gt;*You and him have no link by the way :D&lt;br /&gt;*WHOOO CAN WATCH ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*GOGOGO&lt;br /&gt;*have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*None please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*lovers in spirit&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan says:&lt;br /&gt;*BYE I GO PLAY WARCRAFT&lt;br /&gt;*BYE BYEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Teamer Nicoℓe says:&lt;br /&gt;*OMG IVAN.&lt;br /&gt;*Okay, take care. Protect your gender.&lt;br /&gt;*Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is long enough a post, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just a lil entertainiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to watch Ewan McGregor, I mean, Moulin Rouge!&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;And, thanks Ivan. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-8988220207256860949?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8988220207256860949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=8988220207256860949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8988220207256860949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8988220207256860949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/ewan-mcgregor.html' title='ewan mcgregor!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7764699599269804878</id><published>2009-06-01T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:58:37.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cosset</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;To treat with excessive indulgence; to pamper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese O's were generally okay.&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda expecting the standard lah.&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, really hope to achieve a distinction, and then I can forget about Chinese for a lil while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels and Demons today!&lt;br /&gt;The show's damn good!&lt;br /&gt;IM SERIOUS. If you haven't watch it, please go watch it :D&lt;br /&gt;Ewan McGregor is so cuteeee hahahaha. He has to be the bad guy lah. ):&lt;br /&gt;Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;Polly and Cherie said sitting beside me in the show was like some roller coaster ride lol!&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda gruesome at some parts, but damn, the special effects were fab!&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it at all.&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind watching it again man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick and tired about getting ranted I stay out too late.&lt;br /&gt;I'm old enough, I know who I'm hanging out with.&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio SPA tomorrow and I just feel like skipping it.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's my 100th post today!&lt;br /&gt;Whooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-7764699599269804878?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7764699599269804878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7764699599269804878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7764699599269804878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7764699599269804878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/cosset.html' title='cosset'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-4110305090778245667</id><published>2009-05-31T10:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:12:25.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese o's tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SiHmPxPhw3I/AAAAAAAACSI/9ssjE9cSONg/s1600-h/Delight_by_arieneforeveryoung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341803791629009778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SiHmPxPhw3I/AAAAAAAACSI/9ssjE9cSONg/s320/Delight_by_arieneforeveryoung.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Happy Birthday Audrey! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Today's this crazy girl's birthday! And I sent the message at 1.15am! :(&lt;br /&gt;I thought I sent at midnight, then they come give me one "No network coverage".&lt;br /&gt;What the!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for everything you have done for me!&lt;br /&gt;Although I only know you since January,&lt;br /&gt;it has been a really great friendship I have!&lt;br /&gt;I believe you have came into my life for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Okay, gonna complain already.&lt;br /&gt;(Jeanie's forte, LOL :D)&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I woke up at 9am, wow so early.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, got ready for tuition today.&lt;br /&gt;Then, just ten minutes ago,&lt;br /&gt;the tuition centre called me and said that tuition today's cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, thanks for the late reminder man!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I just changed my clothes, if not I'll get so pissed!&lt;br /&gt;Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough complaining! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for service later man!&lt;br /&gt;Walter's coming to HOGC later :D WHOOO HOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be so massive and great, since there'll be celebration later too.&lt;br /&gt;Man, I love the place. People there are full of surprises and warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, tomorrow's some stupid O's exam. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna do my assessment I bought from school later.&lt;br /&gt;No harm anyway, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy, happy, happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;} Editted at 9.38pm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, service today's great!&lt;br /&gt;Walter came, whoooo!&lt;br /&gt;It's really fun man, everyone getting high and singing loudly in the bubble lift.&lt;br /&gt;Darren mentioned Walter's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;(WALTER SEE THIS MAN.)&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I love being in the house of God and D10 so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More info please go to D10's blog, (link located at the side).&lt;br /&gt;I blogged at both places whoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all having Mother Tongue O's tomorrow! Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother keeps saying I'm fat...&lt;br /&gt;I know mummy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just another thing,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FLAVIAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FLAVIAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FLAVIAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FLAVIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FLAVIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FLAVIAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Are you happy to see your name now? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-4110305090778245667?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4110305090778245667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=4110305090778245667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4110305090778245667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4110305090778245667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/chinese-os-tomorrow.html' title='chinese o&apos;s tomorrow!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SiHmPxPhw3I/AAAAAAAACSI/9ssjE9cSONg/s72-c/Delight_by_arieneforeveryoung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2158048780212517401</id><published>2009-05-29T13:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:31:46.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day!</title><content type='html'>Today's the end of Semester 1.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, time flies so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, meet the parents session was okay, but I'm still kinda sad over it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing so badly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching more make up videos to cheer myself up!&lt;br /&gt;And more innovative fun looks to try on, wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching for cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away and beyond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;}Editted at 9.14pm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I am so pissed!&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I buy something, people start buying after that!&lt;br /&gt;And it's like, many people, and you start seeing the same bloody style out in the streets!?&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I will not follow trend (as closely :D), cause I hate seeing replicas of myself (clothings rather). I hate this cloning thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again,&lt;br /&gt;this happens cause people think it's cool and hip and fashionable?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;How leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be called some weird freak who doesn't follow trends :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again,&lt;br /&gt;who cares? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurbxz lurbxz the weirdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I got some cosmetics!&lt;br /&gt;Marjolica Marjoca has launched new eyeshadow palettes, nail varnishes and perfumed thingy, didn't really take note of it in Watsons just now.&lt;br /&gt;I got Jeweling Eyes in GD886.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't tried on the texture, but I love the colours! My Canmake colour stripe palette (in 03) looks like crap already. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabulous and prettyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I love love love MM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also got VOV Golden eyeshadow (07). $2.90 only, see happy buy lor. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;(I wanna get rid of this spend thrift mindset too!)&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I thougth VOV's stuff kinda ex one? Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm bitching too much, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Just spare me okay? O's are getting to me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get over it asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyone study dates during June hols?&lt;br /&gt;I'm determined to show the world I can make it!&lt;br /&gt;And, Poly courses aren't lousy compared to JCs! In fact, these courses can also be as hardcore as the subjects in JCs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, can't wait for 4th followup lesson with Jerlyn! Each session's a new experience and a brand new revival, whoooo! Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, 30 May, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Miss Guixiang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! 18 and counting, old old old old old :D HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios.&lt;br /&gt;(PS. I think I'm gonna be as querulous as Jeanie Foo already :( help me please! )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2158048780212517401?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2158048780212517401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2158048780212517401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2158048780212517401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2158048780212517401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-day.html' title='last day!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-4715846992996913777</id><published>2009-05-28T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:18:50.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>world changers</title><content type='html'>Today was another typical day.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, nothing much lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Yishun with Jeanie for a while, I needed to be back at 5.&lt;br /&gt;So, walked around Popular.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the Yishun Popular, haha!&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie and I were considering and talking about reading books again.&lt;br /&gt;Very long since we have done so.&lt;br /&gt;Felt like getting Jodi Picoult, "Harvesting the Heart" or some books by James Patterson.&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask my mother for her opinion, wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Hope my tudi is enjoying my book too!&lt;br /&gt;(I think it's in Brandon's hands now right!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's meet the parents session tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling I'm gonna die, omg.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Help meeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song 'Insomnia' is stuck in my head again! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer the Korean one lah.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's just a cover for Craig David's version but still,&lt;br /&gt;K-Pop rocks my fabulous socks :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope still will be able to survive and head to HOGC on Saturday(?) and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Best part is, Walter may be coming on Sunday! (I forced him to, but I'm sure he's gonna love it :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese O's are coming! I'm starting to get real nervous and anxious.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get my distinction and ignore Chinese for the rest of this year, lol!&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Miss Low scolded us again, but this time, I felt motivated.&lt;br /&gt;Really, I hope I can keep this drive in me.&lt;br /&gt;She asked me, "Nicole, are you gonna give me that distinction?"&lt;br /&gt;I was so stunned just now, I just shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;But now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Low, I will get that A1 for you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;} Editted at 11.16pm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I'm so anxious about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna get lots of scoldings when I get home :(&lt;br /&gt;Booo.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, watching make up vids are fun!&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored of my usual routine, so I'm looking for more innovative make up looks!&lt;br /&gt;Tried some, smokey eye, bright colours.&lt;br /&gt;They look so weird, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, everything has it's firsts! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sleep soon! Omg :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-4715846992996913777?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4715846992996913777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=4715846992996913777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4715846992996913777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4715846992996913777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/world-changers.html' title='world changers'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5115517019369517123</id><published>2009-05-27T21:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:29:25.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalala</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to blog about today, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much lah.&lt;br /&gt;Went HOGC after school.&lt;br /&gt;Operation I love study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, saw this at Jonathan's Facebook and Flavian also showed me this LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5115517019369517123?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5115517019369517123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5115517019369517123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5115517019369517123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5115517019369517123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/lalalalala.html' title='lalalalala'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-8868015057229532985</id><published>2009-05-26T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:55:30.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>precipitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy birthday to&lt;br /&gt;my aunt,&lt;br /&gt;Devyaah&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Wing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you guys enjoy a spectacular day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is Whitley's annual Sports Meet.&lt;br /&gt;It's at Yio Chu Kang stadium this year, and as usual, it's freaking boring.&lt;br /&gt;Totally cannot stand the boredom lah! :(&lt;br /&gt;But did have a great time with Faiz and gang.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Bugis with Cassandra Ho and Tricia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for HOGC at 1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;3rd follow up with Jerlyn! It was great as usual, wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Left with D10 for Sengkang to celebrate Ben Wing's birthday, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to mention what we did, but over all it was great!&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin and Jue Hong also joined us (: Yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be such a short short day, haha!&lt;br /&gt;I love Whitley, whooooo.&lt;br /&gt;Going HOGC after school to meet up Wan Ting and Audrey!&lt;br /&gt;Yay, D10 rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's the difference between the others and you?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;It's just everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-8868015057229532985?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8868015057229532985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=8868015057229532985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8868015057229532985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8868015057229532985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/precipitation.html' title='precipitation'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-8864446612094467330</id><published>2009-05-24T21:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:02:04.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it doesn't matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The rain is falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pouring over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can see it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The fragrance and the essence of my king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like another fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;The moment I see you,&lt;br /&gt;it feels really different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me fall in love again.&lt;br /&gt;But I know it's another impossible relationship.&lt;br /&gt;It's just better off to stay far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;} Editted at 10.38pm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey's blog has the New Day song and lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;It's so powerful,&lt;br /&gt;I can feel so much in the song.&lt;br /&gt;It's like telling my personal story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy people don't always are happy.&lt;br /&gt;They are empty inside too. Don't assume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, photos not uploaded long time ago, haha. Enjoy my lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;They're all not in order or dates, fyi.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Shlgs6aB3_I/AAAAAAAACSA/yLAkoNptg-4/s1600-h/DSC04897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Shlgs6aB3_I/AAAAAAAACSA/yLAkoNptg-4/s320/DSC04897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339405157933375474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Shlge_cpbZI/AAAAAAAACR4/1v4XRrWVr9I/s1600-h/DSC04895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Shlge_cpbZI/AAAAAAAACR4/1v4XRrWVr9I/s320/DSC04895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339404918768364946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Wan Ting. I think it's Cherie behind lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlgWzXMxzI/AAAAAAAACRw/ikohaT5B7eY/s1600-h/DSC04913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlgWzXMxzI/AAAAAAAACRw/ikohaT5B7eY/s320/DSC04913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339404778085336882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlgLLBCGII/AAAAAAAACRo/wQ7UYqwjGUs/s1600-h/DSC04912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlgLLBCGII/AAAAAAAACRo/wQ7UYqwjGUs/s320/DSC04912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339404578276382850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday's Red Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Shlf6KOhGnI/AAAAAAAACRg/VOakqfacd0A/s1600-h/DSC04893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Shlf6KOhGnI/AAAAAAAACRg/VOakqfacd0A/s320/DSC04893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339404286006729330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kendra in my sexy geek specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlfwcnPf7I/AAAAAAAACRY/cGjmqfbLEEg/s1600-h/DSC04930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlfwcnPf7I/AAAAAAAACRY/cGjmqfbLEEg/s320/DSC04930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339404119143579570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My accessories for today's Red Rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlfYlNgKyI/AAAAAAAACRQ/_dmPUHjA1Eg/s1600-h/DSC04901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlfYlNgKyI/AAAAAAAACRQ/_dmPUHjA1Eg/s320/DSC04901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339403709134678818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Galvin's fabulous History SBQ answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlfSvXpqPI/AAAAAAAACRI/0sRUCDLoBSg/s1600-h/DSC04899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlfSvXpqPI/AAAAAAAACRI/0sRUCDLoBSg/s320/DSC04899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339403608782383346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keola and his masterpiece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlfJvE3OVI/AAAAAAAACRA/nqmNx8cFZRI/s1600-h/DSC04903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlfJvE3OVI/AAAAAAAACRA/nqmNx8cFZRI/s320/DSC04903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339403454084757842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keola's version of Benedict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlemZ2kUgI/AAAAAAAACQ4/UZ575R55svk/s1600-h/DSC04902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShlemZ2kUgI/AAAAAAAACQ4/UZ575R55svk/s320/DSC04902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339402847092232706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Benedict on visualiser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShleblnbekI/AAAAAAAACQw/4GW6r7tiX2w/s1600-h/DSC04904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShleblnbekI/AAAAAAAACQw/4GW6r7tiX2w/s320/DSC04904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339402661271403074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flavian looking super gay.&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/1891185852375123544-8864446612094467330?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8864446612094467330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=8864446612094467330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8864446612094467330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8864446612094467330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-doesnt-matter.html' title='it doesn&apos;t matter'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Shlgs6aB3_I/AAAAAAAACSA/yLAkoNptg-4/s72-c/DSC04897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7461880060004495768</id><published>2009-05-23T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:07:08.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new day</title><content type='html'>Today's Red Rain's concert! WHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;It's utterly incredible.&lt;br /&gt;Man, no words can describe this really phenomenal event.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a pity I had to leave early for tuition, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the Red Rain badge with Audrey, ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;A worthy five bucks I would say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the place was great, although Flavian and I said the crowd very anti climax. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;They weren't high leh!&lt;br /&gt;But still, enjoyed all their masterpieces!&lt;br /&gt;There was a testimony by Evelyn half way.&lt;br /&gt;She's the host on Okto, or for my generation's people, it's Kids Central.&lt;br /&gt;Her testimony was really touching, I was on the verge of crying too.&lt;br /&gt;I understand her pain and all, and luckily, Jesus came and saved us all!&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow, :D&lt;br /&gt;Though have to leave after that for my aunt's birthday, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, exciting day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please just don't be foolish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-7461880060004495768?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7461880060004495768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7461880060004495768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7461880060004495768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7461880060004495768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-day.html' title='new day'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7708857404573690043</id><published>2009-05-22T12:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:38:34.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all lies in faith</title><content type='html'>Found this in Ivan's livejournal, it's really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Read on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An atheist professor of philosophy was speaking to his class on the problem Science has&lt;br /&gt;with God, the Almighty.  He asked one of his new Christian student to stand and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: You are a Christian, aren't you, son?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: So, you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Absolutely, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Is God good?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Is God all-powerful?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Student was silent )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Is Satan good?&lt;br /&gt;Student: No.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Where does Satan come from?&lt;br /&gt;Student: From... God...&lt;br /&gt;Professor: That's right.  Tell me son, is there evil in this world?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: So who created evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Student did not answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: So, who created them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Student had no answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son... Have you ever seen God?&lt;br /&gt;Student: No, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?&lt;br /&gt;Student: No , sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;Student: No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Yet you still believe in Him?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, Science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Nothing.  I only have my faith.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Yes, faith.  And that is the problem Science has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Professor, is there such a thing as heat?&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Student: And is there such a thing as cold?&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Student: No, sir. There isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The lecture theatre became very quiet with this turn of events)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There was pin-drop silence in the lecture theater)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?&lt;br /&gt;Student: You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something . You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light... But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it is, were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;Professor: So what is the point you are making, young man?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Flawed? Can you explain how?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a Good God and a Bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?&lt;br /&gt;Professor: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.&lt;br /&gt;Student: Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Professor shook his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument was going )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The class was in uproar )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The class broke out into laughter )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, Science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The room was silent. The Professor stared at the student, his face unfathomable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.&lt;br /&gt;Student: That is it, sir... Exactly! The link between Man and God is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;. That is all that keeps things alive and moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB:&lt;br /&gt;That student was Albert Einstein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ivan :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-7708857404573690043?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7708857404573690043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7708857404573690043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7708857404573690043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7708857404573690043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-lies-in-faith.html' title='all lies in faith'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5216431638144082092</id><published>2009-05-21T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:45:08.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoosh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShVaxIPpnXI/AAAAAAAACQg/Kvs6oq7n70c/s1600-h/Adrenaline_rush__by_olainturrupted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShVaxIPpnXI/AAAAAAAACQg/Kvs6oq7n70c/s320/Adrenaline_rush__by_olainturrupted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338272733390806386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Adrenaline rush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Had NAPFA today, and boy, it sucked!&lt;br /&gt;I deproved so much and well, I hate NAPFA.&lt;br /&gt;I hate sports, I hate anything related to sports.&lt;br /&gt;(Unless you're talking about going brisk walking in shopping malls or town, then... ^^)&lt;br /&gt;But managed to improve my Standing Broad Jump leh!&lt;br /&gt;NOT BAD EH! Shan't reveal my performance here.&lt;br /&gt;Shall be an embarassment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I received all my papers already.&lt;br /&gt;Very disheartening! :(&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;After Bio review, I headed to band.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda got me happier (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I chose to go to band room to chill out.&lt;br /&gt;Got me into the band mood again, wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home after that.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda boring day, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Sports Day next Tuesday, means no school!&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know if I wanna go or not..&lt;br /&gt;It's so damn boring.&lt;br /&gt;Also, after it's 4 days to Chinese O's after Sports Day! Wow!&lt;br /&gt;Time zooms, flies, and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I need a distinction, then I can chiong my other subjects already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer meeting in church tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;So looking forward :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5216431638144082092?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5216431638144082092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5216431638144082092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5216431638144082092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5216431638144082092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/whoosh.html' title='whoosh!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShVaxIPpnXI/AAAAAAAACQg/Kvs6oq7n70c/s72-c/Adrenaline_rush__by_olainturrupted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-6774462484444127594</id><published>2009-05-20T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:31:15.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hosanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShQE-R_YUpI/AAAAAAAACQY/U6xYYa9pGxU/s1600-h/c96a60259eb72f008be898181b80c6c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShQE-R_YUpI/AAAAAAAACQY/U6xYYa9pGxU/s320/c96a60259eb72f008be898181b80c6c4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337896926368518802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the highest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Met church mates after school.&lt;br /&gt;How I love them so! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Took bus to Tampines, and the journey was super exhausting. Expressway, all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked around there and headed to Sengkang to pass Kelvin Lim his watermelon, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus 163 back with Jerlyn and Audrey.&lt;br /&gt;Jerlyn says whenever I'm tired, I'm like drunk, cause of the way I speak and behave.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still tired even after shower, oh no!&lt;br /&gt;Have to sleep soon, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA tomorrow! :(&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna fail I guess, lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just updated D10's blog! Have a look my lovely CG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS. &lt;a href="http://redrain.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED RAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; IS IN 3,4 DAYS! WHOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-6774462484444127594?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6774462484444127594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=6774462484444127594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6774462484444127594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6774462484444127594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/hosanna.html' title='hosanna'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShQE-R_YUpI/AAAAAAAACQY/U6xYYa9pGxU/s72-c/c96a60259eb72f008be898181b80c6c4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-706692951555750353</id><published>2009-05-19T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:52:07.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why oh why</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShK5ZDYC0VI/AAAAAAAACQQ/UhWdczqvZoE/s1600-h/Leading_Lady.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShK5ZDYC0VI/AAAAAAAACQQ/UhWdczqvZoE/s320/Leading_Lady.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337532348441481554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lead on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back some papers today, and it was rather disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;I love my English marks though, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to church with Flavian after Biology lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to make you wait bro!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, took bus there, and he was kinda hungry so grabbed a bite at Subway.&lt;br /&gt;He's always forever eating that~&lt;br /&gt;Lol, went up for D Zone meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were only there for worship, but I did feel the presence of God.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling panicky and was kinda panting initially,&lt;br /&gt;but when everyone was worshipping,&lt;br /&gt;it just felt so magical.&lt;br /&gt;My whole body felt it was being released of all these.&lt;br /&gt;It's just really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I just felt so euphoric, and totally enjoyed my short span of 20 minutes in there.&lt;br /&gt;Man, Dominic's cool! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Aston's open! WHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Had the Cream of Mushroom, and I have to say it's not really appetizing.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed some of Flavian's spicy french fries (OMG I WENT AGAINST MY NO FRIED &amp;amp; JUNK FOOD DIET, SINFUL AH!)&lt;br /&gt;Took bus 28 back, and was kinda exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Hate going to school :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on fire for Him and I'm yearning for more!&lt;br /&gt;JERLYN WHEN'S OUR NEXT FOLLOW UP HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS for Flavian:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BROTHER YOU BETTER STOP DRINKING ALCOHOLS OR IM GONNA KEEL YOU :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-706692951555750353?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/706692951555750353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=706692951555750353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/706692951555750353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/706692951555750353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-oh-why.html' title='why oh why'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/ShK5ZDYC0VI/AAAAAAAACQQ/UhWdczqvZoE/s72-c/Leading_Lady.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5949870988910363222</id><published>2009-05-18T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:50:54.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love god</title><content type='html'>Man, I'm just so on fire for God now.&lt;br /&gt;Follow up with Jerlyn later, 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh, it's raining like zebras, elephants, tigers.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;I want people to write me letters ):&lt;br /&gt;Darren owes me one!&lt;br /&gt;Who else owes me too (pun intended)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Vanny :(&lt;br /&gt;Tak unglam photos of me lor. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, today no school.&lt;br /&gt;Marking day! :D&lt;br /&gt;Gonna meet church mates later to go town or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;}Editted at 9.43pm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jerlyn at Toa Payoh for 2nd follow up session.&lt;br /&gt;Man, I enjoyed this session even more!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a good ground, yeah! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with WanTing and Audrey and headed to Junction 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Nelia and her friend, Rachel, walked around the place and had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Jerlyn had to leave for another follow up, so it was left with 4 people.&lt;br /&gt;Moved on to shop at Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;I got some stuff, pretty cool. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Audrey was (is actually) envious of my cool geek specs okay!&lt;br /&gt;Lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WanTing left to meet other people at 6pm, then we carried on walking.&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired, I have no clue why.&lt;br /&gt;Took train back with Audrey, she was heaing for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about ________ on the train.&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up girl! :D Like your kor said, he ain't worthy of you!&lt;br /&gt;Now it's your turn to read my letter and console me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little down from something I know from him :(&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's all in His hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5949870988910363222?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5949870988910363222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5949870988910363222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5949870988910363222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5949870988910363222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-life-love-people-love-god.html' title='love god'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-6216804000348857545</id><published>2009-05-17T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:35:02.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll rather burn than bow</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tKaHYuuMJIw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tKaHYuuMJIw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Song by Casting Crowns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty hands held high&lt;br /&gt;Such small sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;If not joined with  my life&lt;br /&gt;I sing in vain tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the words I say&lt;br /&gt;And the things I  do&lt;br /&gt;Make my lifesong sing&lt;br /&gt;Bring a smile to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my lifesong sing  to You&lt;br /&gt;Let my lifesong sing to You&lt;br /&gt;I want to sign Your name to the end of  this day&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that my heart was true&lt;br /&gt;Let my lifesong sing to  You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I give my life&lt;br /&gt;A living sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;To reach a world in  need&lt;br /&gt;To be Your hands and feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So may the words I say&lt;br /&gt;And the  things I do&lt;br /&gt;Make my lifesong sing&lt;br /&gt;Bring a smile to  You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Let my lifesong sing to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Flavian for the video link! :D&lt;br /&gt;Today's service was full of anointing.&lt;br /&gt;The whole place went on their knees, it's really powerful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-6216804000348857545?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6216804000348857545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=6216804000348857545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6216804000348857545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6216804000348857545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/ill-rather-burn-than-bow.html' title='i&apos;ll rather burn than bow'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-8507734573970877923</id><published>2009-05-16T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:14:30.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sg7W2CnLpuI/AAAAAAAACQI/u6T-i6zGpAw/s1600-h/Salvation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sg7W2CnLpuI/AAAAAAAACQI/u6T-i6zGpAw/s320/Salvation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336438832383108834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salvation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had follow up with Jerlyn today!&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it was powerful.&lt;br /&gt;I realised many things, haha.&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable one was when we were talking about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Faith is something I would say I have in me,&lt;br /&gt;cause it's my motivation to keep me going.&lt;br /&gt;Faith is something that you need to have to keep your life moving,&lt;br /&gt;and what Cherie had shared during sermon,&lt;br /&gt;empty vessels that God has to fill so it'll move and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's what I feel lor. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Weiling met us too.&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service today was great!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was so caught up with God's presence that sermon today was short but we had more worship instead.&lt;br /&gt;Man, I could feel everyone having so much power and faith.&lt;br /&gt;The house of God was truly alive.&lt;br /&gt;Left for tuition with Audrey after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda tired now lah, haha.&lt;br /&gt;But, gotta reply Audrey's letter :O&lt;br /&gt;I'm also awaiting for Darren's letter!&lt;br /&gt;I gave him one today, with Kinderjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Why Kinderjoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it looks just like his head (hair) now :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow's service. Flavian's coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-8507734573970877923?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8507734573970877923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=8507734573970877923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8507734573970877923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8507734573970877923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/gift-of-loving.html' title='faith'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sg7W2CnLpuI/AAAAAAAACQI/u6T-i6zGpAw/s72-c/Salvation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-4553505370191320523</id><published>2009-05-15T23:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:19:26.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anointing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sg2H8GvsKYI/AAAAAAAACQA/e1oYXIv7H4g/s1600-h/acid+rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sg2H8GvsKYI/AAAAAAAACQA/e1oYXIv7H4g/s320/acid+rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336070600176445826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;From dictionary.com:&lt;br /&gt;querulous - habitually complaining; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt;, expressing complaint.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jeanie Foo! Learn this word totodile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the official end of MYE! I'm rather glad lah.&lt;br /&gt;Accounts was screwed man, haha. Depreciation all the way. Booo!&lt;br /&gt;Science Paper 1 okay lah. I knew today I got 13/20 for Physics can already.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, improve by 3 marks leh! Not bad not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese oral after exams, it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;Examiner was my Chinese teacher, Miss Huang.&lt;br /&gt;Passage was easy, conversation I kept going 'Er..'&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Junction 8 with Celine and Jeanie after that.&lt;br /&gt;Saw the MP3 Jeanie kept talking about. Not bad, pretty cool. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about tech stuff, I need a new phone!&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious man! This phone sucks to the max now.&lt;br /&gt;The space key is spoilt, I have to press right right to space my words in my text messages *How pathetic), the centre word always disappears, my phone shuts down by itself.&lt;br /&gt;How fabulous! I need something new!&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about IPhone, but Kenny says it's not good.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Any recommends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home to change, then headed to church. Flavian couldn't make it in the end, so I took train there.&lt;br /&gt;CG meeting was great! Cherie talked about the holy spirit moving on and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the two songs too, although it was pretty weird, cause many of us didn't know the tune of it, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D10 (well, most of us) headed to Bugis after that.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Pastamania! I think we were rather noisy too, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around after that, went home at 9 plus with Jerlyn.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted on the way back, and gonna see her tomorrow for follow up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, exams are over!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, tuition homework never do, cause today just ended paper. Whoooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-4553505370191320523?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4553505370191320523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=4553505370191320523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4553505370191320523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4553505370191320523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/anointing.html' title='anointing'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sg2H8GvsKYI/AAAAAAAACQA/e1oYXIv7H4g/s72-c/acid+rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-8838368515451057052</id><published>2009-05-14T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:48:36.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peaches and pineapples!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SgwSali8MdI/AAAAAAAACP4/z24hm_u-ISA/s1600-h/Finally_Free_by_Genesis_Orbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SgwSali8MdI/AAAAAAAACP4/z24hm_u-ISA/s320/Finally_Free_by_Genesis_Orbit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335659906491757010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's weather's really, real pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie and I were drenched half our bodies cause the umbrella I had was too small.&lt;br /&gt;But still, glad and thanks to the umbrella too.&lt;br /&gt;If not, we'll be drenched like some white chicken (translate to Chinese).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics paper was relatively easy today, I'm glad!&lt;br /&gt;But Biology... I think I screwed it alllllll. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to AMK Hub to meet Audrey, headed to church after that.&lt;br /&gt;Flavian met us there, cause he was busy with something else before that!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, studied for a while, then slacked most of the time!&lt;br /&gt;Tried the peach tart from the cafe, and it's rather nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at 7 plus, had yogurt at the Yogurt place donwstairs.&lt;br /&gt;WanTing treated me to pineapple yogurt, thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;She had the same, and Flavian had strawberry. Yummy, haha.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone who goes there gets addicted and fascinated by that spring spring chair thing. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the train with them too.&lt;br /&gt;Flavian left at Bugis to meet his friend, WanTing and I headed towards the red line.&lt;br /&gt;She was meeting Cherie at Bishan, so I got off at Toa Payoh first.&lt;br /&gt;Headed home for dinner, and gonna mug soon again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW, LAST DAY OF EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait! :D&lt;br /&gt;CG meeting tomorrow toooooo.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Flavian's coming, yay!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, too bad Darren's at camp! ): Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to tomorrow, yay!&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-8838368515451057052?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8838368515451057052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=8838368515451057052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8838368515451057052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8838368515451057052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/peaches-and-pineapples.html' title='peaches and pineapples!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SgwSali8MdI/AAAAAAAACP4/z24hm_u-ISA/s72-c/Finally_Free_by_Genesis_Orbit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5943552479231544222</id><published>2009-05-13T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:36:40.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maths, bio and poa</title><content type='html'>Today shiok man!&lt;br /&gt;These three super tedious subjects together.&lt;br /&gt;I was super vexed after completing 4h 30 mins of exam today.&lt;br /&gt;Man, sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to look for Audrey after exams at AMK Hub.&lt;br /&gt;She was with another friend, Saymin.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Flavian to go church to study together! WHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At church, studied and messaged Darren.&lt;br /&gt;NO WONDER HE CAN MESSAGE SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;Free unlimited messages, idiot.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have leh!!&lt;br /&gt;If he not Singtel, this month my bill kaboom liao.&lt;br /&gt;Darren, I hope you see this man! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Kidding kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I felt more awake in church.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a miraciously wonderful feeling whenever I step into HOGC.&lt;br /&gt;Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a very filling dinner,&lt;br /&gt;off to Physics and Biology! WHOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for papers to end tomorrow, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Looking for satin matte leggings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5943552479231544222?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5943552479231544222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5943552479231544222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5943552479231544222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5943552479231544222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/maths-bio-and-poa.html' title='maths, bio and poa'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-8767491588125509353</id><published>2009-05-12T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:56:35.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vibrance</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, was Walter's mother's funeral.&lt;br /&gt;It was really sad and disheartening.&lt;br /&gt;It was my first and last time seeing his mother, and she was so young and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I'll pray for your mother, don't worry (:&lt;br /&gt;God will take good care of her in Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jason, Xuan, Jor, JJ at Parklane after that.&lt;br /&gt;Sky came later.&lt;br /&gt;Basically just slacked and played lah.&lt;br /&gt;Had to rush home at 9pm cause I needed to chiong my Chemistry!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily paper today was rather easy, (THANKS MISS NOR!)&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Macs for breakfast after paper, and went home to nap.&lt;br /&gt;Met Pollyna at Bishan MRT station and headed to church.&lt;br /&gt;Studied, then had worship session.&lt;br /&gt;It was a truly powerful and meaningful session.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;I felt the strong presence of God, and it felt really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat lunch cum dinner. Studied for an hour after that and went home!&lt;br /&gt;Audrey made us pretty bow pins :D Wheeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the song we sang for worship today:&lt;br /&gt;(As usual, please mute my playlist before listening to the video :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lcPWKyIETfw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lcPWKyIETfw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands that hold the Heavens&lt;br /&gt;Hold my heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;Love pierce through my darkness&lt;br /&gt;Glorious light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words of Life Eternal&lt;br /&gt;Heal my broken soul&lt;br /&gt;To whom will I go&lt;br /&gt;There's no one else but you alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus (X2)&lt;br /&gt;No other name&lt;br /&gt;No one the same like you&lt;br /&gt;The truth, the life, the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus (X2)&lt;br /&gt;Glory and praise&lt;br /&gt;our voices we raise to you&lt;br /&gt;The soon and coming king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Christ&lt;br /&gt;Son of the Living God&lt;br /&gt;The great I am&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you till the end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-8767491588125509353?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8767491588125509353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=8767491588125509353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8767491588125509353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8767491588125509353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/vibrance.html' title='vibrance'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-4599400466042742659</id><published>2009-05-11T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:51:10.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminise</title><content type='html'>Going to the funeral later.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still very disapppointed.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the rain's getting heavier. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe gonna meet the rest at church later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-4599400466042742659?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4599400466042742659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=4599400466042742659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4599400466042742659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4599400466042742659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/reminise.html' title='reminise'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5982197323028306075</id><published>2009-05-10T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:50:00.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Out with Flavian and Audrey to study today. Read it in Audrey's blog.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too freaking pissed to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;But great mugging today guys, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't freaking care who is gonna read this because it's what I want to rant about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This was a very long post, but I'm just gonna let it off.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5982197323028306075?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5982197323028306075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5982197323028306075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5982197323028306075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5982197323028306075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/out-with-flavian-and-audrey-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5861970594745317596</id><published>2009-05-09T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:46:42.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone</title><content type='html'>Problems arise because something was there in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;What I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even start anything unless you want trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, life is always unfair, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;But I believe things always happen for a reason, and there are no such things called accidents.&lt;br /&gt;God created us, and it is not an accident!&lt;br /&gt;We are on Earth for a reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when God takes something away from us,&lt;br /&gt;he returns something back.&lt;br /&gt;We reap what we sow.&lt;br /&gt;Never give up on God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulfil what she would want you to do, and we all know what are they.&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up on yourself, she wouldn't want to see this too!&lt;br /&gt;Do her proud, for she can see everything from above.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord will take great care of her, no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepest condolence, best friend.&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be here for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5861970594745317596?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5861970594745317596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5861970594745317596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5861970594745317596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5861970594745317596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/problems-arise-because-something-was.html' title='gone'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5001873904791986494</id><published>2009-05-08T15:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:43:44.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicole The Marvellous</title><content type='html'>Aite, this shall be my new name. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to Darren about Meanie (if you guys don't know, it's my bassoon's name) and how he got his name.&lt;br /&gt;He was saying that he should name his guitar too, and I said, "Nicole the Marvellous sounds good." He replied "Overly high self esteem my friend."&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nicole the Marvellous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sounds great! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Math paper was screwed. All the Sec 3 stuff.. So it was pretty bad. I think I'd fail. But Geography was good. I loved the questions! Long and wordy, I like ^^ Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get Body Shop's White Musk fragrance ): Was there just now with Jeanie to get her mother a Mothers' Day gift, then I sprayed the body mist on my hand, it is still there and I'm addicted to it, wahaha. Nice smell yes yes? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to complete my study rule soon ): Still got 10 hours or something! Die. Lucky tomorrow going to mug with Alex and Vanny. If not, my ten hours plus sure cannot clear, confirm plus stamp (Quoted from Physics tuition teacher).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, apologies to Audrey. I'm too tired to head to HOGC with you ): I need a good rest man. Haha. I even fell asleep messaging last night! SEE HOW EXHAUSTED AM I MAN. Whooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for mugging tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;I (L) Studying!&lt;br /&gt;(I'm trying to motivate myself, so don't go against this, haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sleep or something, I'm so bored. Gonna mug Sciences tomorrow. OH MY. DAMN. I just realised I've forgotten to bring back my Accounts exercise book, and paper's on Wednesday. Fabulous -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonaraxz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS. I just realised my previous post looks so damn huge ass in Internet Explorer. It looks fine on Firefox and Safari leh! Lousy lah IE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should I tell you?&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/1891185852375123544-5001873904791986494?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5001873904791986494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5001873904791986494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5001873904791986494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5001873904791986494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/nicole-marvellous.html' title='Nicole The Marvellous'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5186507669969496631</id><published>2009-05-07T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:51:12.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>最长的电影</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;我们的开始 是很长的电影&lt;br /&gt;放映了三年 我票都还留着&lt;br /&gt;冰上的芭蕾 脑海中还在旋转&lt;br /&gt;望着你 慢慢忘记你&lt;br /&gt;朦胧的时间 我们溜了多远&lt;br /&gt;冰刀画的圈 圈起了谁改变&lt;br /&gt;如果再重来会不会稍显狼狈&lt;br /&gt;爱是不是 不开口才珍贵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;再给我两分钟 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让我把记忆结成冰&lt;br /&gt;别融化了眼泪&lt;br /&gt;你妆都花了 要我怎么记得&lt;br /&gt;记得你要我忘了吧&lt;br /&gt;记得你叫我忘了吧&lt;br /&gt;你说你会哭 不是因为在乎&lt;br /&gt;朦胧的时间 我们溜了多远&lt;br /&gt;冰刀画的圈 圈起了谁改变&lt;br /&gt;如果再重来会不会稍显狼狈&lt;br /&gt;爱是不是 不开口才珍贵&lt;br /&gt;再给我两分钟&lt;br /&gt;让我把记忆结成冰&lt;br /&gt;别融化了眼泪&lt;br /&gt;你妆都花了 要我怎么记得&lt;br /&gt;记得你叫我忘了吧&lt;br /&gt;记得你叫我忘了吧&lt;br /&gt;你说你会哭 不是因为在乎&lt;br /&gt;再给我两分钟&lt;br /&gt;让我把记忆结成冰&lt;br /&gt;别融化了眼泪&lt;br /&gt;你妆都花了 要我怎么记得&lt;br /&gt;记得你叫我忘了吧&lt;br /&gt;记得你叫我忘了吧&lt;br /&gt;你说你会哭 不是因为在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reminise the thoughts of you.&lt;br /&gt;I still miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Updated at 9.39pm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after school, changed and headed to Serangoon bus interchange to meet Audrey.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, the place changed a lot man. Hadn't been there since forever.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, took bus to HOGC. Met up with WanTing at Macs, got hot fudge sundae and headed up.&lt;br /&gt;Studied and slacked, haha. Today was pretty much slacker lah.&lt;br /&gt;Did some on Chapter 12 for Geography.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously detest Human Geography. I haven't been doing expectionally well (which is what I dread.) and I'm feeling rather demoralised.&lt;br /&gt;Besides Social Studies was almost screwed. Sigh, shan't talk about it lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.30pm, went for D1 CG Meeting cause I wouldn't be available on Sunday for D1o's.&lt;br /&gt;It was meaningful yet saddening too.&lt;br /&gt;What I learnt today was, loving people is most important.&lt;br /&gt;You want to step into their lives and make a difference, to help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after CG. My first meeting and it's pretty great.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the next one!&lt;br /&gt;Prolly would join other CGs cause I have tuition when D10's on.&lt;br /&gt;Damn :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sleepy! I wanna sleep and sleep and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Messaging Darren, I hope that can help me stay awake man.&lt;br /&gt;My blog's songs are all so slow, they make me want to sleep too!&lt;br /&gt;I have to change the mood man. My room's just too comfy lah :( (HAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, studying at 10pm to 12midnight!&lt;br /&gt;Kenny's a piece of rubbish because he said I ignored him, while he himself don't wanna reply my instant messages on MSN. Crappy idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Geography and Math Paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I wanna go HOGC tomorrow. Maybe I'll sleep at home, I haven't been able to sleep well for a while now, and it is so not healthy :(&lt;br /&gt;I need a good minimum 8 hours of sleep soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna have a real good sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5186507669969496631?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5186507669969496631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5186507669969496631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5186507669969496631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5186507669969496631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='最长的电影'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7231139526881093571</id><published>2009-05-06T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:19:42.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fruit garden</title><content type='html'>Super lame title.&lt;br /&gt; It's the name of my The Face Shop's hand lotion my mother gave me, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay today, cause got to self study for 110 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's not bad lah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Junction 8 after school with Jeanie and Celine.&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie got her ring file and Mother's Day card! Cool.&lt;br /&gt;I got 2 pens (Not again...). Oh yes, I also saw Durable's foolscap! WHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Finally no need to go all the way to Takashimaya just to get my fabulous foolscap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for church to study!&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of people there man, haha.&lt;br /&gt;And my temperature's always high there! Pastor How mentioned before cause when we go to church, we are on fire! Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;Studied, and the place was rather packed with people.&lt;br /&gt;SOW was there to practise later in the night.&lt;br /&gt;Left the place around 7.30pm. Headed to the Kopitiam for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Cherie and Pollyna bought dinner for me! LOL NO.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't really hungry but they knew I don't have food home, so they bought food for me.&lt;br /&gt;And the portion's real huge!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much lovelies (: I owe you two one. (Looks like a pun leh, wahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for D1's CG meeting tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Brother's gonn ahave Chinese exam tomorrow, good luck too.&lt;br /&gt;Hope my electronic dictionary can pass you some of my talent. Lol nonsense &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies paper tomorrow, and ending at 9.20am!&lt;br /&gt;WHOA how early is that man.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I do well :/ I hate memorising stuff from Secondary 3, and 4. Urgh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren also messaged all D1o members. Thanks for the real sweet message! Study hard at camp :D God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so pissed off when I saw that. Zz.&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/1891185852375123544-7231139526881093571?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7231139526881093571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7231139526881093571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7231139526881093571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7231139526881093571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/fruit-garden.html' title='fruit garden'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-3364052188104533770</id><published>2009-05-05T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:34:04.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop crying your heart out</title><content type='html'>School's pretty boring today. I hate Tuesdays. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Had Chinese listening comprehension, and I pretty much fell asleep.. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;After Bio went home.&lt;br /&gt;How boring can my awesome life be now?&lt;br /&gt;Missed BMI, and went home to study. ):&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Audrey for helping me get more tickers for Red Rain!&lt;br /&gt;Really can't wait for it :D WHOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 20th Birthday Jonathan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being such a great tutor to the saxophones :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got exam day wrong, I thought SS was tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;It's on Thursday instead.&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo stressed up, even though I think I'm not doing anything constructive much yet :/&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday tomorrow, and yay!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna study out tomorrow? (:&lt;br /&gt;I can't do much when I'm home. Laptop's been distracting for hours. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really have the mood to blog now, thus the boring words and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-3364052188104533770?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3364052188104533770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=3364052188104533770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/3364052188104533770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/3364052188104533770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/stop-crying-your-heart-out.html' title='stop crying your heart out'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-3404742592534522576</id><published>2009-05-04T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:14:57.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dazzling</title><content type='html'>It was drizzling when I was on my way to school.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I had my umbrella, or else, yay sure late.&lt;br /&gt;Entered school, and there were teachers stationed at the gate.&lt;br /&gt;Checking uniform, and also if anyone had went overseas, we were supposed to report to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to class, and celebrated May babies birthdays!&lt;br /&gt;Benedict baked an almond cake for Miss Nor, so cool. It's nice okay! Benedict, future Chef Gordon Ramsey HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 17th Birthday Brendon! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year older, a year wiser. Nice knowing you again senior!&lt;br /&gt;Genesis also has his birthday this month. An advanced happy sweet 16 to you! :D&lt;br /&gt;It was great really, even if our class suck so bad, I still love 4E4 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons per normal, and it's boring the shit out of me. Damn, I am so gonna fall asleep!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after Bio, bus-ed back to Toa Payoh with Vivian, Liyan took bus 13 and YingHong took bus 13 at the other side. Headed to Popular to get some stuff, bought Koi Cafe's bubble tea, and tadah, home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting with Audrey, and now with Flavian (I must say your name here cause it's just too cool wahahaha! NON SINGAPOREAN!) Tomorrow gonna watch Wolverine with Audrey and Jeanette. I can't attend BMI :( It's too late for me ahhhhhhh. Oh well, :( Anyway, 20 hour study rule commences today! I have to study for at least 3 hours later, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-3404742592534522576?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3404742592534522576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=3404742592534522576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/3404742592534522576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/3404742592534522576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/dazzling.html' title='dazzling'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2701100524449513322</id><published>2009-05-03T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:21:48.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alleluia</title><content type='html'>Tuition today was on circuits, and it was pretty easy for me.&lt;br /&gt;Had some problems, but were solved by teacher anyway. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;He's so funny, always using Hokkien (Okay, bias much).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition, met Audrey at AMK Hub, and trained to Paya Lebar.&lt;br /&gt;Met Pollyna, Wan Ting, and some others at the Yoghurt place before meeting the others at the usual Kopitiam lor, whahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up around 2.30pm, and everyone had to take temperature. Precautions for the swine flu! Damn, I hate this swine flu thing going around. And I totally got mixed up cause I thought Singapore had 2 cases already! The rest corrected me and said it's 2 cases in Asia, heng die man. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, service was great today! Had Pastor Steve Munsey, and I swear, he is so good! He talked about Hosea today basically, a little about his church and some of his services. Yep, really meaningful. Many people were crying (some were tearing) because everyone was touched by him. The presence of God was so immense, and I felt so great! When he asked people to come up to him so that he could pray for them, practically every single person went up! As he was praying, he told us to think of the people you want to bless and such. I thought about some people whom are really important to me, and there, it was so touching. People were crying again, and my make up smudged like don't know what, lol. But it was phenomenal. It was a very cool experience! I felt the strong presence of God, and I never regretted coming to church :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with them after service, and headed to School of Worship Openhouse! It's basically about music luh, haha. Guitars, drums, keyboards. Really cool, but I'm not very interested :/ Haha, so D10 was discussing if we could form our own CG Band! That would be damn awesome man, haha. Well, we'll see :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off to do compo! Chinese marks better increase to A1 again man. If not, sure emo already. HAHA. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Red Rain concert on 23/ 24 May! WHOOOO can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is a decision, not a feeling or an emotion.&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/1891185852375123544-2701100524449513322?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2701100524449513322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2701100524449513322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2701100524449513322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2701100524449513322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/alleluia.html' title='alleluia'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5092777055040904609</id><published>2009-05-02T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:40:00.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do when you are bored and lazy to do homework.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you enjoyed your primary school years, you'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;If you have nothing else to do, you'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;If you're here to read the questions/answers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and pretend to hate to do it, deep down you'll still do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tag is so fun because the answers can go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;Read if you miss your PRIMARY school years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Which school did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;: Kheng Cheng School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What classes were you in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;: 1.5, 2.5, 3.5, 4.5, 5.2, 6.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3) What was/were your favourite lesson(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: English!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If you could remember, what time was your recess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:10.20am I think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) List down your favourite food/snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Western Stall's Fish and Chips, potato wedges, Noodle Stall's Fishball Noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Did you have a nickname way back in primary school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Nic? Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How did you wear your socks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:Uh, a little above ankles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you been suspended due to the way you put on your uniform?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Were you given plenty of reminders about your appearance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Nah, I prefect leh ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Who did you look up to when you were in primary school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Best friends in Primary School. Melissa, JieYing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Punishment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Name one memorable scene where you were punished in front of the whole class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: None. Never been punished before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3) Give one scene where you escaped from being caught/punished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Uh, cutting short the 1.6km? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Did you vandalize any school property?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Very little lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5) Did you ever make any teacher cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Who was your favourite teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Form Teacher, English Teacher, PE teacher. Tell you name also don't know who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7) Describe your DM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: My PE teacher! He's bias to me, so I guess he's the best! HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;8) Who was the funniest/weirdest/loudest teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Uh, Mr Kwok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Social Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Were you popular back then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Not really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Were you in a big group of boys/girls or small ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Small ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Who were your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Mostly my batch's people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4) Did you and your friends have nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5) What were your favourite memories of you and your friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Playing at playgroud opposite the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Co-curricular Activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What type of CCA were you in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: No one can guess this, lol. Robotics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What did you have to bring to your CCA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Urm, nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3) What did your CCA required you to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Lots of planning, hands on, determination and teamwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4) Got injured?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: How to get injured in the Computer Lab lah -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crushes/Lovers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Who was your first crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2) Are you in good terms with your last crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Did you ever had a relationship with anyone in your primary school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Yeah, but it was almost like not a r/s lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4) Have you ever made out in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: How old nia. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Closing Ceremony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How did primary school changed you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: I don't know. More mature I guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2) Sing one verse of your school song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3) What was your favourite question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Who/what will you remember from your primary school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: Everyone who impacted my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Any memories you will not forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: With friends and teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5092777055040904609?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5092777055040904609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5092777055040904609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5092777055040904609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5092777055040904609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-to-do-when-you-are-bored-and-lazy.html' title='What to do when you are bored and lazy to do homework.'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5184187577567914927</id><published>2009-05-01T23:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:43:54.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bombastic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went out with Jason, Shirley and Kelsen ( I LIKE YOUR ANGMOH NAME MORE K.) today. Headed to Bugis to meet them, then took bus 12 to Kallang. Went to find Sky, and he took so damn long to shower man, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus to Grandlink Square. The guys played pool, and then decided to sing K after that. Mr Baika had to go off then. Rest of us went for K. Matthew came halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.45pm, we just finished singing. Damn, I had to rush home! Took train back home, and I was about to KO in the train already, wahahaha. People nowadays are so inconsiderate! They crowd at the doors and other passengers cannot enter. Okay, don't wanna go on ranting about this. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice knowing Shirley and Baika today too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Food for Thought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I think the world will be ending soon enough. Look, there are so many new diseases around, more natural disasters, recession, famines, and whatever not. Mother Nature is furious with us! I wish I could stop all these :/ I don't want to die so soon man, lol. And it kinda hurts to see the Earth on the verge of being destroyed. It's not the aliens or martians we have to blame for, it's human, it's us. What is my final conclusion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Stop all the advanced technology, we should just stay the way we are, so as to save and regain back Nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But no, the world doesn't work this way aye? Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;God, please bless everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ps. Idk why the words size so fked up man. Lol. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5184187577567914927?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5184187577567914927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5184187577567914927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5184187577567914927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5184187577567914927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/grandlinkxz.html' title='bombastic'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7204628156269328139</id><published>2009-04-30T21:35:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:15:15.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 hours study rule!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was English exam. Pretty okay, I had no difficulty. Also stayed back for night studies. Headed to Celine's grandparents' condo (De Royale! :D) then to school. I'll let the pictures do the talking, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmw7v1lR_I/AAAAAAAACPY/In6_iYj6gkw/s1600-h/DSC04813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmw7v1lR_I/AAAAAAAACPY/In6_iYj6gkw/s320/DSC04813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330486174469670898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmw7v1lR_I/AAAAAAAACPY/In6_iYj6gkw/s1600-h/DSC04813.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmwm7NOkhI/AAAAAAAACPQ/FVKd117mesA/s1600-h/DSC04834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; 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height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmwLW7z4bI/AAAAAAAACPA/gsap3GnCkIo/s320/DSC04830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330485343151186354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmv7y-EMXI/AAAAAAAACO4/lnAP5K91Md0/s1600-h/DSC04831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmv7y-EMXI/AAAAAAAACO4/lnAP5K91Md0/s320/DSC04831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330485075798929778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My fav!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmvigvU_fI/AAAAAAAACOw/_sGtCb7SiqM/s1600-h/DSC04822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmvigvU_fI/AAAAAAAACOw/_sGtCb7SiqM/s320/DSC04822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330484641408548338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmvX_QyhJI/AAAAAAAACOo/76Ji61kkGZE/s1600-h/DSC04825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmvX_QyhJI/AAAAAAAACOo/76Ji61kkGZE/s320/DSC04825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330484460623398034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmvPNlldzI/AAAAAAAACOg/1ZwGObm5-GQ/s1600-h/DSC04826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmvPNlldzI/AAAAAAAACOg/1ZwGObm5-GQ/s320/DSC04826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330484309849896754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmvHkAWIlI/AAAAAAAACOY/sILSejERuXE/s1600-h/DSC04821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmvHkAWIlI/AAAAAAAACOY/sILSejERuXE/s320/DSC04821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330484178428764754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmu-26OoHI/AAAAAAAACOQ/AsyTRyC8DKA/s1600-h/DSC04818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmu-26OoHI/AAAAAAAACOQ/AsyTRyC8DKA/s320/DSC04818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330484028884557938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmuwu6QCLI/AAAAAAAACOI/qQh3UVTGRTc/s1600-h/DSC04815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmuwu6QCLI/AAAAAAAACOI/qQh3UVTGRTc/s320/DSC04815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330483786218997938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmuWIPGd-I/AAAAAAAACOA/ocAWqmoDf1A/s1600-h/DSC04816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmuWIPGd-I/AAAAAAAACOA/ocAWqmoDf1A/s320/DSC04816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330483329160869858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmuM9QCF7I/AAAAAAAACN4/uA33OptChR8/s1600-h/DSC04870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; 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height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmt6QgCWMI/AAAAAAAACNo/qpTtfSR2I7o/s320/DSC04866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330482850343049410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmtxfjQyHI/AAAAAAAACNg/pBJoK0qG05A/s1600-h/DSC04869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmtxfjQyHI/AAAAAAAACNg/pBJoK0qG05A/s320/DSC04869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330482699764287602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmtkvAFvNI/AAAAAAAACNY/XvLC7VP2elE/s1600-h/DSC04863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmtkvAFvNI/AAAAAAAACNY/XvLC7VP2elE/s320/DSC04863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330482480573430994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmtXpmbkXI/AAAAAAAACNQ/BfJwYeQmWl0/s1600-h/DSC04837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmtXpmbkXI/AAAAAAAACNQ/BfJwYeQmWl0/s320/DSC04837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330482255785333106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAH WONDER GIRLS IMPERSONATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmsuTj5ptI/AAAAAAAACNA/GlTlV4XoVlQ/s1600-h/DSC04841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmsuTj5ptI/AAAAAAAACNA/GlTlV4XoVlQ/s320/DSC04841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330481545494505170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmslj3e58I/AAAAAAAACM4/UiWCzHB75nY/s1600-h/DSC04849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmsUBIP04I/AAAAAAAACMo/4PKLqo2MV8A/s320/DSC04851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330481093870080898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmr4_Tv_dI/AAAAAAAACMg/lAfrsm4B4IE/s1600-h/DSC04852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmr4_Tv_dI/AAAAAAAACMg/lAfrsm4B4IE/s320/DSC04852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330480629524987346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmrtzKYUTI/AAAAAAAACMY/chNSymLlWrI/s1600-h/DSC04856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmrtzKYUTI/AAAAAAAACMY/chNSymLlWrI/s320/DSC04856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330480437285900594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmrkprAGnI/AAAAAAAACMQ/nEXRT7uxIt8/s1600-h/DSC04857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmrkprAGnI/AAAAAAAACMQ/nEXRT7uxIt8/s320/DSC04857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330480280119548530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmrZ6zTL2I/AAAAAAAACMI/T-mDFbO-2Vo/s1600-h/DSC04858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmrZ6zTL2I/AAAAAAAACMI/T-mDFbO-2Vo/s320/DSC04858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330480095739195234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmrO6WLelI/AAAAAAAACMA/LMqh7wjyjtE/s1600-h/DSC04859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmrO6WLelI/AAAAAAAACMA/LMqh7wjyjtE/s320/DSC04859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330479906638494290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmrD3oSuFI/AAAAAAAACL4/oi38UOwe9gk/s1600-h/DSC04860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfmrD3oSuFI/AAAAAAAACL4/oi38UOwe9gk/s320/DSC04860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330479716930598994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; I just realised all three of us are wearing the 3 kinds of school uniform top. Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Chinese exam. Pretty much alright too. The compres were a little tedious, but nonetheless, I enjoyed the passages, wahahaha. Had English oral after that, Miss Joanne David was my examiner. She's a really nice person to talk to, and I feel comfortable talking to her :D But throughout the oral, I kept going 'like', 'erm' and I made a few hand gestures. My habit, but I think it's gonna affect my oral man, noooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, headed to uncle's house. I slept for a few hours, and now I'm still tired -.- Oh yeah, Labour Day tomorrow! It's Jieying's birthday too. So, even if you can't see this, Happy sweet sixteen! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Audrey just told me that church's got this 20 hour study rule, cause I'm an O level candidate this year. I'd have to record what time to what time I study, and what I study, minimum 20 hours a week. Well, I'm sure I can do that, (I hope). HAHA. Okay adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-7204628156269328139?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7204628156269328139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7204628156269328139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7204628156269328139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7204628156269328139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/20-hours-study-rule.html' title='20 hours study rule!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sfmw7v1lR_I/AAAAAAAACPY/In6_iYj6gkw/s72-c/DSC04813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-1966754897449237342</id><published>2009-04-28T18:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:09:36.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>behind a facade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfbfC1hO6dI/AAAAAAAACLw/1_6FttmKdjQ/s1600-h/rainbow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfbfC1hO6dI/AAAAAAAACLw/1_6FttmKdjQ/s320/rainbow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329692448858761682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isn't it pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes, it's so easy to smile and be cheerful. That's what I always do. I always appear vibrant, cheerful and happy. &lt;span&gt;And you know, it's hard to always stay this way. &lt;/span&gt;I don't see why someone can be so full of energy each time. I don't understand how come I have to put on a smile to everyone I see. I don't understand why I just can't reject people. I don't understand why I am so kind to people. And I know, people are taking me for granted. I do things for them, and they make use of me. People come up to me to ask a million and one things about stuff, and I will reply them a million and two things back. I have to go an extra mile each time to help people. I feel as if I'm owing someone a living. I'm not, man. But why am I going around being such a retard&lt;span&gt; smiling &lt;/span&gt;every single second? Am I that cheerful? People who know me, havn't you guys asked yourself before, "How come Nicole never gets angry? How come Nicole never flares up? How come Nicole never scolds anyone?" I myself don't know too. Just what is it inside of me what made me this way? I'm not saying I hate helping people, smiling and being tip top happy-go-lucky kind of person. I sometimes feel like I'm trying too hard. I sometimes feel I shouldn't be too nice to people. I feel like I've been deprived of sadness. I'm like as if, a person with absolutely no negative thoughts and/ or feelings. Isn't this creepy? To me, it's even worse than someone being dull, and what we call 'emo' nowadays. Imagine someone smiling 24/7. How is that the norm? Ever wonder if I'm not like this one day? Ever wonder my rambunctious and jubilant self turns to someone you've never known? I don't want to be like this too. &lt;span&gt;Cause something's telling me you have to be cheerful always. &lt;/span&gt;I face my downfalls alone, and I have to learn to pick myself up. I've gone through painful heart breaks, painful goodbyes. And all I do is put up a brave front. How come don't I break down like some people? How come I don't go emotional in front of people? Is it just pride or is it arrogance? I don't like being the forever Miss Happy. It's creepy, it seriously is. I feel weird. I feel like I lack some emotions. Cause all I do for the longest time now, is smile, laugh, cheerful, vibrant, and whatsoever positive emotions in here. People tend to judge others on the outside, and I admit, so do I. I don't know how to explain how I'm feeling. Cause no one complains about being too happy. Well, I do. Now I ask myself, is being an optimist really the right way? I think back, when there's a white, there would be a black. I feel like I'm all white and snow. There's nothing but emptiness inside, although you see colours on the surface. Have you ever thought, how come crows are so ugly and noisy, but they are indeed the most filial animals in the entire food web? Have you ever wondered how is it an old book, torn and tattered, contain countless valuable information about the history of a famous country? How is it something so hideous yet be so wonderfully done inside? How can people feel so happy yet sad? How can people behave so joyous but are filled with remorse within themselves? I don't know, I really don't. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do you call someone who has a lack of negative emotions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&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/1891185852375123544-1966754897449237342?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1966754897449237342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=1966754897449237342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1966754897449237342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1966754897449237342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/behind-facade.html' title='behind a facade'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfbfC1hO6dI/AAAAAAAACLw/1_6FttmKdjQ/s72-c/rainbow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-8341627217959686826</id><published>2009-04-27T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:57:09.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 again!</title><content type='html'>School today was a total bore. I can't stand it anymore. I can't focus anymore, because nothing grasps my attention. My attention has diverted to my phone, and others. I can't stand it when teachers demoralise us like 4E4 is the worst class in history ever. (I know we are, but why do you have to wreck our self esteem in such a brutal manner? I've my pride too you know.) Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Junction 8 with Jeanie to Popular. Met Pollyna and Audrey after that! Walked around, and bought tickets for 17 Again. Headed downstairs to get some food, so we could eat them during the movie, haha. Jeanette joined us later, I think she had school before that! Cherie was with us for a little while, then she left because she had some course thingy. Overall, the show's great! No regrets watching it. Zac's really charming in the show, I've to admit. Haha. Go watch it if you haven't! -points to Cherie and Alvina- :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfWo0OG1YNI/AAAAAAAACLo/MCX2H5Kcw4E/s1600-h/17-again1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfWo0OG1YNI/AAAAAAAACLo/MCX2H5Kcw4E/s320/17-again1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329351349156274386" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we sent Audrey off to the station as she had tuition in AMK Hub! You're always late girl! Met Cherie, and we walked around the place. Shared Ice Kacang with Cherie, Pollyna had her 'gan zhe' (added with China accent) and, lol I forgot what Jeanette had! Oops. Left the place around 8, and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to meet them again! WHOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I'm addicted to this video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MLYg8rwdihM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MLYg8rwdihM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-8341627217959686826?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8341627217959686826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=8341627217959686826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8341627217959686826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/8341627217959686826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/17-again.html' title='17 again!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfWo0OG1YNI/AAAAAAAACLo/MCX2H5Kcw4E/s72-c/17-again1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5154718485337639959</id><published>2009-04-26T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:06:12.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't be a cheapo!</title><content type='html'>Heart of God church is great! I love the friendly people there, wahahaha. And apparently, their egos are as huge as mine! Sure was fun there :D Thanks Audrey for bringing me there, haha. And I've made so many new friends today! Whoooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for next service! (And I don't know if Audrey can make it next Sunday! D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xkUOUdlaOM&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xkUOUdlaOM&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny Boy.&lt;br /&gt;Got from band blog. This guy is damn good!&lt;br /&gt;Please remember to mute my playlist before listening to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Audrey's buying me a bible!^^ and I bought a Lipsmacker Limited Edition lehhhh. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5154718485337639959?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5154718485337639959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5154718485337639959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5154718485337639959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5154718485337639959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-be-cheapo.html' title='don&apos;t be a cheapo!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2260669048467615642</id><published>2009-04-25T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:33:43.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ominous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfMtKj2_SNI/AAAAAAAACLg/bH9Q4coZr78/s1600-h/DSC04736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfMtKj2_SNI/AAAAAAAACLg/bH9Q4coZr78/s320/DSC04736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328652443557251282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One year is enough for me to fall in love with the saxophone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today's weather was really pathetic. I cannot describe how much heat I've absorbed for the ruthless piercing rays of the sun. I'm gonna get heat stroke sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied with Grace, Veron and Cassandra Ong at Veron's house just now. Was playing half (three quarters maybe :x) the time! Haha. Watched TV around 6 on Channel V or 55 or something. That show was so freaking hilarious I was laughing like crazy! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition, and I'm proud of myself okay! Mr Wan gave us a question on Probability, which is super tedious and needs a lot of concentration. And I managed to complete it! :D Listing 36 cases, whoa. Powerrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics tuition tomorrow! Audrey asked me to go to her church too. Hmmm, I suppose I'll be going? Lol. But I don't know. I'm afraid I'll be like some outcast there because they are all friends and stuff. Oh well, we'll see. Sayonara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2260669048467615642?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2260669048467615642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2260669048467615642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2260669048467615642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2260669048467615642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/ominous.html' title='ominous'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SfMtKj2_SNI/AAAAAAAACLg/bH9Q4coZr78/s72-c/DSC04736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-755819379849397028</id><published>2009-04-24T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:30:31.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speech day</title><content type='html'>A last one before I graduate.&lt;br /&gt;This year's Speech Day is really fun.&lt;br /&gt;I love WCB! Haha. Parents fetched me home after that, I was so sleepy I fell asleep in the car, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna study out with Veron and Cassandra Ong tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, pictures uploaded to my Facebook :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like Wonder Girls, but I like this video of theirs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yCbqj4SxGJs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yCbqj4SxGJs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-755819379849397028?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/755819379849397028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=755819379849397028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/755819379849397028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/755819379849397028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/speech-day.html' title='speech day'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2894008430147945423</id><published>2009-04-23T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:58:51.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>canon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think a person's life is supposed to be like a DVD. You can see the verson everyone else sees, or you can choose the director's cut - the way he wanted you to see it, before everything else got in the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are menus, probably, so that you can start at the good spots and not have to relive the bad ones. You can measure your life by the number of scenes you've survived , or the minutes you've been stuck there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Probably, though, life is more like one of those dumb video surveillance tapes. Grainy, no matter how hard you stare at it. And looped: the same thing, over and over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2894008430147945423?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2894008430147945423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2894008430147945423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2894008430147945423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2894008430147945423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/canon.html' title='canon'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2486825624914396956</id><published>2009-04-22T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:07:00.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take each day, one at a time</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I5d042gZZa4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I5d042gZZa4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn shared this on the band's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Mario! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay off to meet Cass Ong and Veron to study. Will update tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;}Edit at 5.35pm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I didn't go meet them to study. Lol. Met blogshopper and went home. Today was shit, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's Wednesday, school starts later.&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie and I reached the assembly ground at 8.40am, meaning, we were&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; NOT&lt;/span&gt; late. Then Mr Quek took our EZ Link cards and claimed that all of us there reached at 8.45am. Like come on, did you use your stopwatch and timed everyone who reached there? How could you claim everyone was late? True, some were late, but it was a minority of them. How could like, 40 over people be late together? And Walter said there was another 20 plus at the backgate. You want all of us to sit at the Reflection Corner? 60 plus people you know. Oh, perhaps you would provide some super glue or super sticky tape for us to tape ourselves to the wall/ ceilings/ tables/ railings? -.- What the hell. And after school, we all had to come look for you to return us our cards and for some reason, there will not be detention. You took your own sweet time to buy a drink, wash your face and strolled to your office. So pissed man. Urgh! I hate this. Once more, if he does this, I'm gonna speak to Principal myself. It's not everyday you get to see me so worked up luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, headed to Junction 8 with Jeanie after school. Bought ice cream from McDonalds. I swear, global warming is really annoying. Why do we, humans have to damage Mother Nature like this! Now when it's hot, it's fucking hot. When it's cold, we all freeze to death. What are we to do? Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got English summary, Chinese composition and Maths O level Paper 2 to do. Can life get anymore hectic? Speech Day rehearsal tomorrow, and Speech Day itself on Friday. I'm burned out. I need a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, got this in Green and Purple: http://www.canmake.com/en/eeye/item_eye030.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Thanks Cassandra Ho for that real sweet message to me in your Livejournal (: I'm gonna think about love after my O's. Haha, studies do come first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take Each Day, One At A Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not look back and grieve over the past,&lt;br /&gt;for it is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be troubled about the future,&lt;br /&gt;for it has yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live in the present, and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2486825624914396956?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2486825624914396956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2486825624914396956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2486825624914396956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2486825624914396956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-each-day-one-at-time.html' title='take each day, one at a time'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5876496096755561763</id><published>2009-04-21T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:55:14.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silent night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Se3I4upiCoI/AAAAAAAACLA/i9vW4ELBGrE/s1600-h/Silence_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Se3I4upiCoI/AAAAAAAACLA/i9vW4ELBGrE/s320/Silence_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327134811169622658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down with sore throat and flu. Damn, why do I always get sick when exams are around the corner?&lt;br /&gt;I better take good care of myself. Don't want another incident of last year's common tests man. No no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Miss Nor today mentioned about leaving us this July. I don't understand how our class can be so indifferent about it? Honestly, I may be irritated by her sometimes. But ultimately, she's our form teacher, and she's all out to help us in every way she can, right? Oh well, I'm seriously gonna suck at Chemistry after she leaves. Who else in this school can I turn to? :/ And moreover, I wanna get an A1 for Combined Physics, Chemistry. I don't think I can make it without Miss Nor. How how how? :/ And the class was so, hmmmm, supportive (this is the first word that comes to mind) about her departure. I hate you guys for this. What rights do you all have to say those? Are you scoring that A for her? No. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, band today was great (except for that poor attendance). Sight read Blue Ridge Saga and Majestia. Final conclusion by Mr Tan: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your band sucks at sight reading.&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I couldn't agree more. Haha! Tried G Concert today with whole band too. Not bad, I'd say. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After band, had dinner with band mates. Headed to Junction 8's McDonalds with Veron, Cassandras, George, Walter, Shawn and Ignatius. I swear I hate them to the max whenever they make fun of me using LJS man. Sucky. Now I don't even dare to step near LJS. Lol -.- Anyway, had fun. Always do whenever I'm with them. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus 88 with Ignatius, Cassandra Ong and Veron after that. I went to Popular to get myself a black pen to ease my pain cause my tudi has my sexy Frixion o.4 with her D: No wonder I feel weird that night after I met them to study lah! Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also taking forever to read 'Nineteen Minutes' by Jodi Picoult. Damn, and Ruimin's waiting for me to lend it to her! Sorry :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I read in the book, and I find it real meaningful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; Nobody wants to admit to this, but bad things will keep on happening. Maybe that's because it's all a chain, and a long time ago someone did the first bad thing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;and that lead someone else to do another bad thing, and so on. You know, like that game where you whisper a sentence into someone's ear, and that person whispers it to someone else, and it all comes out wrong in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;But then again, maybe bad things happen because it's the only way we can keep remembering what good is supposed to look like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love her books. Haha. But I'm panning to get James Patterson's books. My mother has recommended me more authors too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want my white bomber jacket D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A last rehearsal this Thursday and actual Speech Day this Friday! Whoooo. also, exams are nearing onoz. I hope I do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5876496096755561763?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5876496096755561763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5876496096755561763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5876496096755561763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5876496096755561763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/silent-night.html' title='silent night'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Se3I4upiCoI/AAAAAAAACLA/i9vW4ELBGrE/s72-c/Silence_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-1851970445090479151</id><published>2009-04-20T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:29:03.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sugar, spice and everything nice</title><content type='html'>I've a million of whys to ask.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm still a kid inside a teenager's body.&lt;br /&gt;I've so many questions to ask, but then again, I should be the one who answers them myself.&lt;br /&gt;Time, is our teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Time reveals everything, but all you have to do is just be patient.&lt;br /&gt;Time shows us the real person we are supposed to be, cause when time passes, we change.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone changes, and why is that so?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't one person stay the way he or she is?&lt;br /&gt;Why do people become so different just in a matter of months?&lt;br /&gt;Why do people seek so much for love?&lt;br /&gt;Is love so important?&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many questions.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, no answers.&lt;br /&gt;It's burning painful to keep thinking of all of these.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'd just have to distract myself until Time wants to tell me what I want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time oh time,&lt;br /&gt;you are one nasty bitch, I'd say, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm too lazy to blog about Speech Day rehearsal today. I'm so tired, boohoo. Tudi asked me to blog, so it'll be a short one. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-1851970445090479151?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1851970445090479151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=1851970445090479151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1851970445090479151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1851970445090479151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/sugar-spice-and-everything-nice.html' title='sugar, spice and everything nice'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-4203964007584931280</id><published>2009-04-19T22:43:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:58:52.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>downtown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was super fun!&lt;br /&gt;Had Physic tuition in the morning, then headed to Downtown East.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle came to fetch me along with my aunt and my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch, and joined the rest in the chalet after that.&lt;br /&gt;Watched some TV and decided to window shop a little around the area.&lt;br /&gt;Walked in Downtown East, then E Hub.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty great there, cause the place has cool architect structures.&lt;br /&gt;Played in Zone X for a few hours, then headed back to chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner time, and all of us ate and left for home.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds pretty boring here, but I was having a lot of fun catching up with my relatives.&lt;br /&gt;I rarely have time to spend with all of them together like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's pretty late. I'm gonna sleep soon after chatting with Daniel and Kenny.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I have people who aren't really close to me to talk to me about stuff I'm having troubles with.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are sooooo very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures, enjoy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses6dITTSyI/AAAAAAAACKo/ZE_cHBokJXc/s1600-h/DSC04636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses6dITTSyI/AAAAAAAACKo/ZE_cHBokJXc/s320/DSC04636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326415256414800674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Waiting for tuition to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses6PD0AV1I/AAAAAAAACKg/lPflqd_LhIk/s1600-h/DSC04637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses6PD0AV1I/AAAAAAAACKg/lPflqd_LhIk/s320/DSC04637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326415014691624786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My strawberry milkshake (with colourful pearls~ :D) and my cousin, Malcolm's milk tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses6C6i2rTI/AAAAAAAACKY/KAQfj6YfaD8/s1600-h/DSC04638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses6C6i2rTI/AAAAAAAACKY/KAQfj6YfaD8/s320/DSC04638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326414806045338930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousins playing basketball at Zone X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses514jBGPI/AAAAAAAACKQ/q0EfDXcrC4k/s1600-h/DSC04639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses514jBGPI/AAAAAAAACKQ/q0EfDXcrC4k/s320/DSC04639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326414582170851570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummy treats from Emicakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses5rU3t_5I/AAAAAAAACKI/9b4UbciTWxE/s1600-h/DSC04640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses5rU3t_5I/AAAAAAAACKI/9b4UbciTWxE/s320/DSC04640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326414400795312018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin, Krystal and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses5Uc-OhvI/AAAAAAAACJ4/8FsHvH1t3YM/s1600-h/DSC04642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses5Uc-OhvI/AAAAAAAACJ4/8FsHvH1t3YM/s320/DSC04642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326414007833102066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My second youngest cousin, Edison.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses5h6yaZlI/AAAAAAAACKA/AUOcEcNCGog/s1600-h/DSC04641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses5h6yaZlI/AAAAAAAACKA/AUOcEcNCGog/s320/DSC04641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326414239174911570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses48Rqy7cI/AAAAAAAACJw/UFJC6Bhz11g/s1600-h/DSC04643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses48Rqy7cI/AAAAAAAACJw/UFJC6Bhz11g/s320/DSC04643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326413592481951170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My adorable youngest cousin, Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses4yECAwHI/AAAAAAAACJo/Zbs5QW72P3w/s1600-h/DSC04655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses4yECAwHI/AAAAAAAACJo/Zbs5QW72P3w/s320/DSC04655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326413417022537842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummy durian pancakes from Emicakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses4pzXaL_I/AAAAAAAACJg/eXdmvhF5oIk/s1600-h/DSC04661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses4pzXaL_I/AAAAAAAACJg/eXdmvhF5oIk/s320/DSC04661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326413275109928946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin, Malcolm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-4203964007584931280?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4203964007584931280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=4203964007584931280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4203964007584931280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4203964007584931280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/downtown.html' title='downtown'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Ses6dITTSyI/AAAAAAAACKo/ZE_cHBokJXc/s72-c/DSC04636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7449657050523586444</id><published>2009-04-18T10:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:42:09.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>study date!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SelBYbl6b5I/AAAAAAAACJA/pFvoxN9-Nx0/s1600-h/Books%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SelBYbl6b5I/AAAAAAAACJA/pFvoxN9-Nx0/s320/Books%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325859922321764242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, gonna meet tudi, her brother and Jianming laterrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Saxophones unite! -sticks out tongue at tudi-&lt;br /&gt;Lousy lah, only trombonist. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Kay nevermind, I love you the most there okay! -add many many hearts- LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be updating again tonight about the study date.&lt;br /&gt;Whooo, Changi Airport, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I'm gonna see hunks there later ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;}Edit at 10.30pm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airport was great! Met up with the Mui siblings at Tanah Merah interchange.&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch the the airport's Terminal 3 food court.&lt;br /&gt;Jianming joined us a while later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied at Burger King at Terminal 2. Tudi taught me POA, and I know I sucked so hard. So sorry tudi! I made you pissed right D: Brandon was studying my Bio notes. (I know it was the best notes ever okay ^^) Jianming was chionging A Maths. Omg scary lah! We were talking a while, then when I turned to see Jianming, his paper, A4 paper, was filled with equations and whatever. Gosh, I was stunned. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left around 5 plus as Alex and Brandon had something on. They took train with me all the way to Aljunied. Jianming left at Tanah Merah to Pasir Ris. Trained to Ang Mo Kio after that. Was supposed to watch a movie with Audrey since she had two free movie tickets. But there wasn't a timing we were available at, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math tuition, Mr Wan gave us a surprise test on Probability. Damn, I was chionging it like crazy. A little anxious and panicked for a while too. But I was so happy when I got 20/29! WHOOOO. Like, since when Nicole gets such marks for Math huh! TELL ME LAH LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gonna shower already, so stinky. And yay, my mother's gonna award me for my marks. I'm gonna get a white bomber jacket! Ohleyyyyy~ Okay lah, actually I was the one who asked for it. But still, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SenmffaJpII/AAAAAAAACJY/6hMYztq4r5o/s1600-h/DSC04598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SenmffaJpII/AAAAAAAACJY/6hMYztq4r5o/s320/DSC04598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326041463023838338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SenmPEs_5BI/AAAAAAAACJI/kFIRXyP3o6g/s1600-h/DSC04602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SenmPEs_5BI/AAAAAAAACJI/kFIRXyP3o6g/s320/DSC04602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326041180977226770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SenmWjG0OOI/AAAAAAAACJQ/gBEkZCtNLlU/s1600-h/DSC04599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SenmWjG0OOI/AAAAAAAACJQ/gBEkZCtNLlU/s320/DSC04599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326041309397661922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this picture artistic! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, happy day!&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-7449657050523586444?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7449657050523586444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7449657050523586444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7449657050523586444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7449657050523586444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/study-date.html' title='study date!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SelBYbl6b5I/AAAAAAAACJA/pFvoxN9-Nx0/s72-c/Books%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-1046398519813011039</id><published>2009-04-17T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T20:41:31.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to love or to be loved?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Seh412Jq7uI/AAAAAAAACI4/HLPGXjtToVg/s1600-h/sweet_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Seh412Jq7uI/AAAAAAAACI4/HLPGXjtToVg/s320/sweet_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325639425830088418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Candy and sweets are supposed to make you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;International Friendship Day today!&lt;br /&gt;Bought milk tea by the Taiwanese students, haha. The milk tea was from KOI cafe! But nonetheless, haha yummyyyy. Also did something for the petition against child soldiers, some Red Hand Campaign thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had junior and main band after school. Taught my beloved saxophones, I have to say my tenors are progressing really well! I'm not too sure about my altos, but I'm sure you guys are doing great too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main band, joined the UGs for rehearsal. The sun was blazing, scorching, (and adds in whatever vocabulary available in dictionary.com)! Damn, our band was under it and we were baked to the finest bread or whatsoever. Lol. Nonetheless, still it was great. Tiring though, wahaha. After band, ate dinner with Mr Tan, Cassandras, Veron and Walter. Left around 7, I think. Headed to Toa Payoh Central to accompany Walter top up his ezlink card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter was crazy. He asked me to take bus 163 with him. I was like, "Why would I want to bus with you when I can walk home!" Then he said, "Bus 163, sleep all the way lah! Air con so shiok and cold. Can reach ________ (Last stop of the bus 163)" I replied, "Why would I want to go ________! It's so far and it'll take me two hours back and forth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid guy, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got awarded the Most Disciplined Student award! Anyone proud of me? WAHAHAH. But seriously, I've done nothing to deserve that lor, tsktsk. Anyhow. But still, happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna study out with my tudi tomorrow, and I'm gonna chiong my POA and Math O level homework. (Here, I just realised I have Math tuition homework! D:) Nicole, countdown to O levels man! You can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, talking to people online now. Tudi's crapping like, as usual. Jeanie and I are talking about class stuff, Jonathan's away and in the toilet for 20 minutes and counting.  Rambunctious hmmmmmmm. Oh yes, journal updated again! Whoohooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;All lies behind the facade.&lt;br /&gt;You're all I need.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's coming back again.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lost.&lt;br /&gt;You said it's better to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;What's stopping you from loving?&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/1891185852375123544-1046398519813011039?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1046398519813011039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=1046398519813011039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1046398519813011039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1046398519813011039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-love-or-to-be-loved.html' title='to love or to be loved?'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Seh412Jq7uI/AAAAAAAACI4/HLPGXjtToVg/s72-c/sweet_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2339383430948945494</id><published>2009-04-16T20:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:10:47.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ionian mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Listening to: El Camino Real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to old school! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much I guess, so didn't think I missed out very much. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math and Physics test today.&lt;br /&gt;I think I screwed the Physics one. But hey, I was about to K.O. already lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went for band for a while. Left with Veron and Cassandra Ong around 4 plus. They went my house, and then made so much noise. ANNOYING LAH YOU TWO LOL. Kay, kidding lah. Don't come and kill me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left home and headed to Toa Payoh Central Entertainment. Bought bubble tea! I got Strawberry Shake, Veron got Honeydew Milk Tea (I think), and Cassandra got Chocolate Shake. Headed to Macs and slacked for a while. Taught them POA and Bio for a little little while, wahaha. I'm so smart, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my mother for dinner later on, then headed back home. Tadah, this concludes my oh-so-fabulous day. Haha. Band tomorrow, yay! Can't wait for it, wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do things always come back to me when I was so close to forgetting you?&lt;br /&gt;No matter how, no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of you or anything related will linger near.&lt;br /&gt;Is this a sign, or is this a bad omen?&lt;br /&gt;Is God putting me to another test?&lt;br /&gt;Please don't play this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, I give up.&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/1891185852375123544-2339383430948945494?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2339383430948945494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2339383430948945494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2339383430948945494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2339383430948945494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/ionian-mode.html' title='ionian mode'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-6246291391074098498</id><published>2009-04-14T23:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:54:33.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>labile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeSm1oXyN7I/AAAAAAAACII/RMFvnmiMX58/s1600-h/Saxophone_by_flatty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324564099759224754" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeSm1oXyN7I/AAAAAAAACII/RMFvnmiMX58/s320/Saxophone_by_flatty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Likely to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;R.I.P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna Sui Dolly Lash Volume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeSpxkzqdwI/AAAAAAAACIQ/j6BMwV1knAk/s1600-h/DSC04584.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324567328617821954" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeSpxkzqdwI/AAAAAAAACIQ/j6BMwV1knAk/s320/DSC04584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LOL, so stupid. Okay, I threw away this last night.&lt;br /&gt;Walao, I like it a lot. I will buy it again! :D&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I have to find ways to clear my 4 MM mascaras.... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Okay before everything, I'm blogging on 15 April, 1.21pm . Because I was home last night and was uploading pictures, I just started another post at this time and tadah. Okay lame.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm a level 8 on Farm Town, yayness! :D Wahahaha. I am rich here whooo. Okay, now watching South Park Season 13. They're really funny. Go and watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://southparkzone.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;http://southparkzone.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Urgh, really bored now luh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh yeah, my eye's really better now. Im going to school tomorrow~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nothing much yet, okay bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;}Edit at 5.13pm&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Met Jeanie at Plaza Sing cause she wanted to get something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cabbed there instead because the bus was taking a million years to get to me. -.- And then, the driver was so slow, walao. Taxi fare from Toa Payoh to Dhoby Ghaut almost ten bucks, what the hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, after getting her things, went to eat at KFC. I was compl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aining about my specs man -.- I hate to wear specs, and yet I have to wear it. Screw you stupid conjuctivitis! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Headed home soon, cause Joof doesn't want to be in a train of sardines. LOL. We were laughing like mad on the train. Jeanie, *boogie boogie* HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watching South Park now, I love South Park whoooo! But they release their episodes so slowly one, buay tahan -.- Okay, gonna watch finish this episode, then do my Math O level paper liao. If not will die. Okay byexz muacks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;} Edit at 10.42pm&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met Veron and Cass Ong at Entertainment macs around 8 plus! They jio me out to teach them Geography *prouds* :D LOL. But in the end, we're all just laughing like crazy becuase of random things. Hot fudge sundaes fault I guess, ahahahah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Left around 9.15pm, Cass wanted to get her stapler, cause when she used it just now, it broke. (She also mentioned she used it since primary school :o) They both were saying "Cause Geography mah!" Hahaha, cute har!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They took bus home, and I walked home, as usual. Now I'm online on Facebook playing Farm Town! Farm Town rocks. You all should play it, cause it's cooler than Pet Society :D (Omg, Cass don't kill me please D: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yes, school tomorrow! I think Im gonna wear my contact lenses, cause my eyes are okay already, and I seriously cannot stand my specs -.- I feel like ripping them into two lah! They kept dropping and my nose bridge has the marks. URGH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I confessed my love for my tudi on Facebook. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeX03VOkXBI/AAAAAAAACIY/DtLIxyykbfE/s1600-h/confessiontomytudi%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeX03VOkXBI/AAAAAAAACIY/DtLIxyykbfE/s320/confessiontomytudi%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324931365863709714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click to enlarge ploz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAH I CANNOT STOP LAUGHING. I confessed to a girl omg. I'm lesbian whoohooooooooo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, crazy liao. Time for my eyedrop and medicine and off to bedxz muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-6246291391074098498?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6246291391074098498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=6246291391074098498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6246291391074098498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6246291391074098498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/labile.html' title='labile'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeSm1oXyN7I/AAAAAAAACII/RMFvnmiMX58/s72-c/Saxophone_by_flatty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2635475046515780200</id><published>2009-04-14T13:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:58:24.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>conjunctivitis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeQi5goU6tI/AAAAAAAACHY/CJqrdiyskP0/s1600-h/it_is_broken_like_II_by_luminous_luminance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324419030865734354" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeQi5goU6tI/AAAAAAAACHY/CJqrdiyskP0/s320/it_is_broken_like_II_by_luminous_luminance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was terrible. My eye stung like no tomorrow :/&lt;br /&gt;Slept at ten (Wow, rejoice people!) and then my eyes couldn't open this morning. Continued sleeping lor, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see my family doctor and he prescribed me medicated eyedrop and antibacteria cream. Also, 2 days MC. Wow. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted parcels at Toa Payoh Central post office and headed to my uncle's house. So, online, Facebook, talk to noobshit and yeah, nothing else. Boohooo. So boring. And I'm too lazy to do my compo and Math tuition homework. Oh well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt taught me how to play Farm Town, lol! I'm a spanking level 5 (noob, shut up.) and I'm getting richer YAYYYYY. Lol, crazy over a game. (At least it isn't &lt;strong&gt;Pet Society&lt;/strong&gt; :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Off to talk to Kenny noobshit.&lt;br /&gt;He really sucks, he has been calling me names and teasing me since this morning. WHAT DID I DO! D:&lt;br /&gt;And I was kind enough to let him bully me because he has his stupid exam today.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to people who wished me speedy recovery and to take care of myself :D Love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I LOVE FARM TOWN HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;} Edit at 5.15pm:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh I'm absolutely damn bored. I'm lazy to do my work and I'm sleepy D: Boohooo. Alexster is being rubbish on MSN lah. LOL. And stupid Kenny didn't tell me and he went offline. Fag -.- I HATE HIM. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kenny if you are reading this, it's for everything you did to me this morning) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck again for your lousy exam. Better get high marks or you die. (Same message I messaged him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm utterly bored and I know I'm supposed to be doing work.&lt;br /&gt;OH MEDICINE!&lt;br /&gt;Damn, time for it now, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbyexz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;} Edit at 8.23pm&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, so now I'm home, I can upload pictures. Come, let me haolian what I have. :D&lt;br /&gt;My Marjolica Marjoca foundation looks so crap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and my cute Clarins brush! And no, Im not saying it's crap okay!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeSCUfauDgI/AAAAAAAACIA/HY6b--ChwBo/s1600-h/DSC04581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeSCUfauDgI/AAAAAAAACIA/HY6b--ChwBo/s320/DSC04581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324523948001332738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so I went to buy the refill today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeSCA2agunI/AAAAAAAACHw/vl14yDTS3dY/s1600-h/DSC04582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeSCA2agunI/AAAAAAAACHw/vl14yDTS3dY/s320/DSC04582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324523610577091186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bought their mascara, "Lash Beautifying Mascara Frame Plus" in BK999! Then I realised I haven used my "Lash Enamel Glamour Neo" in BK999. Omg -.- Also, now Im using "Curl, curl, curl towards the sky" (Eyelash primer) and "My Lashes Extend Elegantly" in BK999 (for lengthening). Aiseh, 4 MM mascaras. Siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to right: Lash Beautifying Mascara Frame Plus, Lash Enamel Glamour Neo, Curl, curl, curl toward the sky, My Lashes Extend Elegantly.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeSB1R1MFqI/AAAAAAAACHo/6fmB8bHYLkw/s1600-h/DSC04583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeSB1R1MFqI/AAAAAAAACHo/6fmB8bHYLkw/s320/DSC04583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324523411778311842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I crazy lah. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, this part of the post is to make myself happy cause of my conjuctivitis -.-&lt;br /&gt;Off to showerxz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I completed my situational writing whoooo. Actually it's article but who cares LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm so happy that I have friends and band mates who really care about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll never regret knowing you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks so much. &lt;3&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2635475046515780200?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2635475046515780200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2635475046515780200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2635475046515780200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2635475046515780200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-night-was-terrible.html' title='conjunctivitis'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeQi5goU6tI/AAAAAAAACHY/CJqrdiyskP0/s72-c/it_is_broken_like_II_by_luminous_luminance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-1729078417305313855</id><published>2009-04-13T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:55:33.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bandits!</title><content type='html'>I've done so for the saxophone (main band) section, and some of the band mates. Now, carrying on~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saxophones (Sec 1s)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;: Gina, Joyce, Emily, Yuxue and Rica! Hey babes, it's so sad that I'm graduating this year already. I really don't want to leave the band so quickly, cause I just got to know you guys D: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gina &amp;amp; Joyce&lt;/span&gt;, proud to be the two altos of the Sec 1 batch? :D You two have music backgrounds, that's why we expect a little more from you girls alright? There's always a time to play and a time to get serious, so do what you have to do :D I expect you two to play until Bar 30 of Essential Elements okay! JIAYOU. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;, my tenor saxophone junior! :D Aren't you proud that you're using the gold tenor? Haha! Remember what I always tell you: proper embrochure okay! Use tons loads of air, and do well! Jiayou, you can do it :D Yuxue, I've only taught you a few times, but you're really good! :D Continue to work hard, and you'll excel :D Jiayou! You can do it! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rica&lt;/span&gt;, I seldom see you, so I don't really have much to say &gt;&lt; You sound great on the baritone :D Work hard and come for band more often okay! haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sec 2s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh man, I dont really know you guys &gt;&lt; But, you have another SYF to go in two years time! :D Im sure this year's SYF proved to you how challenging it is to master a piece. Haha. Jiayou, I'll be there to see you all perform in the next SYF. Gold! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sec 3s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This is for the rest of you I haven't include (Lazy rather &gt;&lt;) For the Express students, this year's your one and only SYF, I'm sure you guys treasured it as much as anyone else :D Silver would not be a silver without you guys :D Good luck for your O levels next year too! Remember to study hard, and play hard :D For the Normal Academic students, you guys have another SYF to go! omg, jealous D: Haha! Anyway, you'll be expecting even more in the next 2 years, because the pressure's on you guys, the graduating and the most senior batch. But nonetheless, remember: We're all here to play music and enjoy ourselves. Work hard and aim for perfection okay! :D Jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hey noob shit, you're the worst father I could everrrr have. LOL kidding okay! You're the best guyfriend I've ever had :D Thanks for the countless advices, the fun times, the laughters and the misery we shared. (Sounds like I'm dying, but oh well! HAHA). Recently I've fell deep down into something (We all know what is it, come on.), and you're there to cheer me up :D Thanks so much. Although I won't be in the same school as you next year, you better make sure you study hard okay! O levels is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;big big big&lt;/span&gt; thing! Do yourself, and I proud. Jiayou ah pa :D !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shawn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You're the best Band Major I've ever encountered :D Despite enduring the band's crap and all, you still tolerated and pushed us through. Your guidance for the band really improved everyone's skills!You broke down at times when you're really upset, and we all do feel bad for doing so. You're constantly engaging in so many music activites, I can hardly count them too! LOL. Shawn, I want to see you in the future as a successful music composer/ teacher/ any job related. So I can be proud and say, "HEY. I know this guy! He's my secondary school's band major, Shawn Tan!" :D Good luck for your O levels too (: Good luckkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teachers in charge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Thank you for being there for the band and supporting us whenever we have any performances! Without your encouragement and support, Whitley band will not be as what we are today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meanie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; YES. It's my bassoon's name! :D Haha. I'm gonna miss this long sugarcane thingy when I graduated man. After 3 and a half years with it, I've grown so attached to it, and when I received news to transfer to tenor saxophone, I broke down instantenously. (I'm not saying I'm blaming, because I love my tenor saxophone just as much right now! :D) I'll never forget the times I shared with you, cause you're my first successful, yet unique instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Ed Tan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Our band got you only in last December. Initially, we thought we couldn't make it, because time was running out. But under your guidance and "torture" (&gt;&lt;), Whitley Concert Band had managed to prove Singapore we are capable of getting a secured Silver! Even at times you are mad with us, you tolerated and kept your cool. You're also the most friendly conductor I've ever met (on Hokkien, KA KI! WHOOO. ) :D You have meals with band members and tell us your past stories as a musician and Secondary &amp;amp; Poly life. Too bad I'm graudating this year, because I'll miss your lame jokes and your rehearsals. Thanks for bringing Whitley band to a new height! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I really really miss you guys already.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being a graduate is close enough, :/&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to leave this band man. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitley Concert Band. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-1729078417305313855?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1729078417305313855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=1729078417305313855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1729078417305313855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/1729078417305313855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/bandits.html' title='bandits!'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7129802103188014441</id><published>2009-04-13T15:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:05:38.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeLveomLhPI/AAAAAAAACHQ/boZKIRwN1uY/s1600-h/autumn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeLveomLhPI/AAAAAAAACHQ/boZKIRwN1uY/s320/autumn1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324081019078018290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woke up, and the red streaks in my left eye were still there! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Damn, what's wrong? Last night I had it, now it's still there!&lt;br /&gt;Noooo, I don't wanna go blind ):&lt;br /&gt;I think I should wash my contact lenses more thoroughly, although I wash them twice for twice a day. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, school was relatively okay.&lt;br /&gt;Did Probability during Chinese, lol. See, Chinese's really boring okay! D:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Shanna and Desmond for helping me with the questions :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lyjing didn't attend school today because she woke up late :o&lt;br /&gt;Hor, slackerrrrrrrrr! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Biology was cancelled due to E2 people had something after school.&lt;br /&gt;And no one told me -.- thanks ah.&lt;br /&gt;I had to go and ask Liyan, then I knew. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situational writing due tomorrow, and I've not even started on it.&lt;br /&gt;I need motivation to study! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELP ME PLEASEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The feeling's so mutual,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that everytime I thought of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; my heart sank to the depth of no return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Each and every time I see you online,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I get really excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I can't do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't bear to talk to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for each time I did, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it made me think of you even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart aches so badly, I wish I could rip it out to see how much damage I've done to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If computers can terminate files so easily,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if a phone can delete messages so abruptly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why does a human brain not delete such bad, painful memories away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sigh, I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&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/1891185852375123544-7129802103188014441?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7129802103188014441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7129802103188014441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7129802103188014441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7129802103188014441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/autumn.html' title='autumn'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeLveomLhPI/AAAAAAAACHQ/boZKIRwN1uY/s72-c/autumn1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7218300640642551850</id><published>2009-04-12T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T18:08:14.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camaraderie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeG3bCq5t3I/AAAAAAAACHI/wl09w_pdctI/s1600-h/Shopaholic%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeG3bCq5t3I/AAAAAAAACHI/wl09w_pdctI/s320/Shopaholic%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323737909729802098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition this morning!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid people chat with me online in the morning, I was almost late for tuition! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Kidding lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much today. My mother and I headed back to AMK Hub. She went for a massage, and I went shopping!&lt;br /&gt;Got a high waist skirt, checkered top. Rather happy lah, haha.&lt;br /&gt;There's a bag I got my eye on there too, hmmm. Perhaps I'll go there next week to see how much it costs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored now. I want to shop shop shop.&lt;br /&gt;My knee's getting better, whoooo!&lt;br /&gt;I need to do the situational writing but am so lazy to do so D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help meeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, next Saturday meeting Alexster, Jianming and &lt;s&gt;Vanny&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She not free D: &lt;/span&gt;for study. Not confirmed also la. They all so anyhow one, LOL. 6pm movie with Audrey, Confessions of a shopaholic, free tickets aiseh! Happy! Life's getting better for me, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{Edit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm rather free, I'll just continue blogging. Haha. This part of my post are for my lovely band mates (I shall not call you all juniors because we are all bandits, and we are equal :D) Also, they aren't in any order okay! I love you all the same ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saxophones&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;: I can't thank you all enough for being my section mates! The saxophones are my first official section, and I've realised and learnt a lot of things from you guys. What a section truly means, what each of the section is responsible for, what everyone must do to enhance our section. Although we aren't a huge section like the other woodwinds (there's only Ignatius, Kelly, Clarence and I), it's heartwarming to have you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ignatius&lt;/span&gt;'s always the one scolding Kelly (I'm gonna scold him if you scold kelly for no reason again!), and you're the most playful DM/SL I've every seen! Lol! But nonetheless, besides being my section mate, you're also my classmate. A real clown and yet, you can be so strict and authorative when you have to. You've earned the band's respect! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt; is my bestest friend in the section, haha! I used to think you're a little unfriendly and stuff, but after knowing you, I was so damn wrong. Although you always get scolded, you tolerated Ignatius's rants and just continue with your work. I'm so glad to have you to gossip about stuff, to laugh at JD (HAHAHA!) and more. I can never forget the times we use to do things together, I'm gonna miss you like crazy after I've graduated! D: Work hard okay! You have great potential, :D Remember what I always say: LOUDERRR. LOL! Also, thanks for the advices and consoles for -ahem-. I truly truly appreciate them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clarence&lt;/span&gt;'s another potential joker lah. Haha. I've known you for the shortest period, but still, you're a nice section mate. (: Initially you were complaining about the baritone sax, saying it's too heavy and you aren't used to it. But after the endeavour you've gone through with it, isn't the bari sax the best? :D SYF period has really proved this to you right? (: If you are gonna change back to alto in any case, remember this: A saxophonist is versatile because we are supposed to play all the different kinds of saxophones available! Work hard Bari sax :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cassandra Ong, Cassandra Ho, and Veron &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Hey girls, so long since I've really hanged out with all of you :D I realise during the SYF period, we've gotten closer again! :D I seriously cannot forget how much hard work everyone has put in (especially your batch :D) to conquer Ross Roy and Overture 1 for Wind Bands. And because of the -ahem- thing, you guys helped me a lot, giving me advices and consoling me. Thanks so much babes! Cassandra Ho, next year is your last year, so cherish every single moment you have with the band. I'm sure SYF 2009 was turly memorable for ya :D Cassandra Ong and Veron, you guys have another SYF! :D Please please please work super hard for them! Show Singapore what Whitley Concert band is made of! Jiayou :D But also remember to study hard hor. Don't lose out on academic studies. Show Whitley that we band members can both study and make music well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deb, June&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;: Hey babes, it has been long since we really caught up with each other. It's our final year, and SYF 2009 was truly memorable for us! :D Thanks for being there for me, and gossiping about stuff, haha! Four years knowing you babes, and I'm really grateful I've got to know you two. Our final hurdle, O levels! :D Good luck to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got more people to thank and stuff, but will keep that to next time :D&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-7218300640642551850?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7218300640642551850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7218300640642551850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7218300640642551850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7218300640642551850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/rendevous.html' title='camaraderie'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SeG3bCq5t3I/AAAAAAAACHI/wl09w_pdctI/s72-c/Shopaholic%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-6378405893372622616</id><published>2009-04-11T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T12:00:15.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="overflow: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/1599/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and  Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Dave/comicmanatee3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp;amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LOL TUDI IS SOOO RETARDED.&lt;br /&gt;All the comics so funny lah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this morning I woke up, and my knee is sooo much better (appearance only, by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;Then when I walked,&lt;br /&gt;walao.&lt;br /&gt;I walk like bai ka like that D:&lt;br /&gt;So stupid lah.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do now, :/&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for stupid Kenny to online so I can rant and complain, and ask some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, life is soooooo sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my bai ka legxz. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-6378405893372622616?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6378405893372622616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=6378405893372622616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6378405893372622616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/6378405893372622616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/cyanide-happiness-explosm.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-7028744508702262048</id><published>2009-04-11T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:30:59.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sd9x-ZH2ccI/AAAAAAAACHA/9o8-85mdbwo/s1600-h/cries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sd9x-ZH2ccI/AAAAAAAACHA/9o8-85mdbwo/s320/cries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323098601284858306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I bask in the rays of rejection.&lt;br /&gt;Here, I submerge in the sea of eternal disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I breathe and I stand,&lt;br /&gt;arrows of dejection and pain pierce through my heart for countless of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may appear in everflowing waves of happiness,&lt;br /&gt;but what you don't appear to read me as,&lt;br /&gt;is an illusion of the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand it, when I have to keep something so vulnerable deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this undescribable feeling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I see you, I want to speak to you.&lt;br /&gt;when I see you, I want to tell you how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;when I see you, I want to show you what I am willing to do for you.&lt;br /&gt;when I see you, my empty shouts scream your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just when, you see a prizeless antique, you want it.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, everything in the atmosphere is forbiding you to get it.&lt;br /&gt;How does that feel?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't the yearness for it making you go irrevocably insane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony is,&lt;br /&gt;I knew the probability of the event occurring would be nearer to a nil.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I'm pinning everything on this little percentage of possibility.&lt;br /&gt;It's heart wrecking, to see this happening.&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Perhaps this was just meant to be a test,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;another passing scene of disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-7028744508702262048?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7028744508702262048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=7028744508702262048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7028744508702262048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/7028744508702262048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/here-i-bask-in-rays-of-rejection.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sd9x-ZH2ccI/AAAAAAAACHA/9o8-85mdbwo/s72-c/cries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2354333129279344270</id><published>2009-04-10T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:27:45.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>euphoric</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Birthday to Teck Wei!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(of course I did wish you on the day itself :D)&lt;/span&gt; Birthday to Lyching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you two a very enjoyable sweet &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sixteen&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Friday!&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Celine, Lyching, Scott, TeckWei, Firdaus, Samuel Quek and Galvin.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Junction 8 to meet everyone (except Fid) for lunch, and then headed to Kallang Leisure Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice skated :D&lt;br /&gt;Whoooo, it was super fun. My virgin try, and I honestly suck D:&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I didn't wanna skate because I was in shorts and I was afraid I'd fall.&lt;br /&gt;Which in the end, I did, lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;But, I enjoyed myself hell lot. Confirm, next time sure go again!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sd9JDik14gI/AAAAAAAACG4/BWybE4ZNa-U/s1600-h/DSC04573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sd9JDik14gI/AAAAAAAACG4/BWybE4ZNa-U/s320/DSC04573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323053609744982530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner at a Japanese Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Fid came after the ice skating, and joined us for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to head home after that.&lt;br /&gt;Left for Dhoby Ghaut station, taking 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took many pictures there! :D Haha!&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are with Lyching and Celine, so I'd only upload them when I receive them.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed myself super much today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say, cause the pictures describe better than I do, hah.&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting pictures, whoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition tomorrow, yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Insomnia everyday, because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Do you know how much do I want to tell you stuff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I want to confess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but many things are holding back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I need an answer from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2354333129279344270?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2354333129279344270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2354333129279344270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2354333129279344270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2354333129279344270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/euphoric.html' title='euphoric'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sd9JDik14gI/AAAAAAAACG4/BWybE4ZNa-U/s72-c/DSC04573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-5934273487842050217</id><published>2009-04-07T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:57:50.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silver</title><content type='html'>is what we clinched this SYF.&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun, and we enjoyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Many of us cried because we've done well and exceeded our capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;So did I, because Ignatius's solo made me think back of my times with this band.&lt;br /&gt;The friends I've made, the hardship everyone gone through together, the fun and laughter, the sorrows and tears, the seniors who helped us so much, and last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Ed Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, for guiding us through this SYF.&lt;br /&gt;The saxophone section truly made me understand what a true section is really all about.&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt so homey in this band, and it's because you guys made me feel this way (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of Whitley Concert Band!&lt;br /&gt;We may not get a Gold this year,&lt;br /&gt;but at least we've improved and proved others even a small band can make a difference in music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss this band after I graduate this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF 2011, to all the players in WCB,&lt;br /&gt;work hard, and show us you can achieve something!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-5934273487842050217?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5934273487842050217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=5934273487842050217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5934273487842050217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/5934273487842050217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/silver.html' title='silver'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-3911947933700718437</id><published>2009-04-06T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:32:55.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Thanks for many people for the wishes for tomorrow's SYF :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie's real nice, I love her muacks. &lt;3&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sdn9qIoAqeI/AAAAAAAACGw/-zFBFyINY98/s1600-h/goodluck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sdn9qIoAqeI/AAAAAAAACGw/-zFBFyINY98/s320/goodluck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321563335026584034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jonathan, Alex, Alexster, Vanessa, Ivan, Ignatius Ng, Gerald, Jonas, Jianming, Samuel and many others who wished us too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whitley Concert Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, let's do this man!&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-3911947933700718437?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3911947933700718437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=3911947933700718437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/3911947933700718437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/3911947933700718437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sdn9qIoAqeI/AAAAAAAACGw/-zFBFyINY98/s72-c/goodluck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-4286850765250800786</id><published>2009-04-05T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:34:35.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>town sparkles</title><content type='html'>Whooo, watched Fast and Furious 4 at Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;Nice show, I went "Wow!" countless of times, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Go watch it if you haven't! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off to study for Bio test tomorrow, die.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SdizRyUsbDI/AAAAAAAACGo/wV624P26Vek/s1600-h/DSC04519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SdizRyUsbDI/AAAAAAAACGo/wV624P26Vek/s320/DSC04519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321200077885959218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SdizIOLuI7I/AAAAAAAACGg/d9uI9ktm6nI/s1600-h/DSC04504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SdizIOLuI7I/AAAAAAAACGg/d9uI9ktm6nI/s320/DSC04504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321199913565823922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SdiytBpJ_bI/AAAAAAAACGQ/5uMF-w9pEyU/s1600-h/DSC04499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SdiytBpJ_bI/AAAAAAAACGQ/5uMF-w9pEyU/s320/DSC04499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321199446343155122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sdiy21LRpnI/AAAAAAAACGY/bCSafJJbWDA/s1600-h/DSC04488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1yziuNuuyw/Sdiy21LRpnI/AAAAAAAACGY/bCSafJJbWDA/s320/DSC04488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321199614795294322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look so fat. WHO CARES HAHA WHOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-4286850765250800786?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4286850765250800786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=4286850765250800786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4286850765250800786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/4286850765250800786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/town-sparkles.html' title='town sparkles'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Y1yziuNuuyw/SdizRyUsbDI/AAAAAAAACGo/wV624P26Vek/s72-c/DSC04519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-688678537397185323</id><published>2009-04-03T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T19:05:36.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>esprit de corps</title><content type='html'>is what a band truly need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently at my uncle's house now!&lt;br /&gt;Damn, my little cousin's playing Pet Society -.-&lt;br /&gt;What's with that game!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love my littlest cousin, Amanda so very much.&lt;br /&gt;She's a darling. Even after so long, whenever I talk or play with her,&lt;br /&gt;she still smiles and laughs with me.&lt;br /&gt;Cool for a near 1 year old, haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny talked to me just now :o&lt;br /&gt;Haha, had a little talk about ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;He's a nice person, whooooo.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off for dinner. Tadahxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;SYF's in 4 days. We want a gold, cause bands who didn't seem to get the medal they aimed for did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So could we.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-688678537397185323?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/688678537397185323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=688678537397185323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/688678537397185323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/688678537397185323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/esprit-de-corps.html' title='esprit de corps'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891185852375123544.post-2345792566575074355</id><published>2009-03-31T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:44:31.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>solemn</title><content type='html'>Whooo, okay.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to do, so just went to look for the songs in Youtube played in European Fair.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to them only if you enjoy real music.&lt;br /&gt;Don't appreciate, get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to mute my playlist above before listening to any videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Suite For Military Band in E Flat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gustav Holst)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngTnToAs4uU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngTnToAs4uU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Saigon - A Symphonic Portrait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="line-height: 1.3em; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Claude-Michell Schonberg / A. Boulbil arr. Johan de Meij)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iLZwejsqNlw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iLZwejsqNlw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cartoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Paul Hart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4IITxMwe7Dc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4IITxMwe7Dc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Definitely a piece which is super duper cute :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Book of Urizen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="line-height: 1.3em; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Jacob de Haan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just an excerpt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bzPPvsLC1bU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bzPPvsLC1bU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ammerland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jacob De Haan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aw7i2WczZis&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aw7i2WczZis&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oregon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jacob De Haan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/51AvnCAOl5g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/51AvnCAOl5g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Encore piece&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ross Roy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jacob De Haan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/767Hjp3BtmI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/767Hjp3BtmI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I looked for this too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H82QHiUvY5E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H82QHiUvY5E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Princess Mononoke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Symphonic Suite&lt;/span&gt; (Joe Hisaishi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the strings in this piece, whooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm like some band geek I know. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;SYF's coming soon omgomgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;Judging's really unexpected this year, so I'm rather nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Gary's crazy lah! Everyday go SCH camp. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, band's doing great. I'm so happy :D&lt;br /&gt;Gold may be possible, but still, we all have to work our hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;We aim for perfection and not the medals.&lt;br /&gt;Band, we can do it! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byexz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1891185852375123544-2345792566575074355?l=thyjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2345792566575074355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1891185852375123544&amp;postID=2345792566575074355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2345792566575074355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891185852375123544/posts/default/2345792566575074355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyjournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/solemn.html' title='solemn'/><author><name>nicole.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17523431535279454496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
