<?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-21202817</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:54:12.198+08:00</updated><category term='jiayou dear'/><category term='=D deer.'/><category term='Cyborg'/><category term='Mr. Bean Holidays'/><category term='movies watched: Ghost Rider; The Protege'/><title type='text'>.::The Life Of MooN™::.</title><subtitle type='html'>just a blog about my life-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>253</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-6507206232828633876</id><published>2009-07-16T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T15:26:31.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Too much time.
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And so the story continues &lt;a href="http://ipeace-90.livejournal.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!
:D
Livejournal here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-6507206232828633876?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6507206232828633876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6507206232828633876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6507206232828633876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6507206232828633876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-much-time.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-3608771522166129882</id><published>2009-07-08T21:37:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:09:20.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can</title><content type='html'>"You Can" by&lt;br /&gt;
David Archuleta
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Take me where I've never been,&lt;br /&gt;
Help me on my feet again.&lt;br /&gt;
Show me that good things come to those who wait.&lt;br /&gt;
Tell me I'm not on my own.&lt;br /&gt;
Tell me I won't be alone.&lt;br /&gt;
Tell me what I'm feelin' isn't some mistake.&lt;br /&gt;
'Cause if anyone can make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;
You can.&lt;br /&gt;
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Save me from myself, you can.&lt;br /&gt;
And it's you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;
If I could wish upon tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;
Tonight would never end.&lt;br /&gt;
If you asked me, I would follow.&lt;br /&gt;
But for now, I just pretend.&lt;br /&gt;
'Cause if anyone can make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;
You can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Baby, when you look at me,&lt;br /&gt;
Tell me, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;
Are these the eyes of someone you could love?&lt;br /&gt;
'Cause everything that brought me here,&lt;br /&gt;
Well, now it all seems so clear.&lt;br /&gt;
Baby, you're the one I've been dreamin' of.&lt;br /&gt;
If anyone can make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;
You can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Save me from myself, you can.&lt;br /&gt;
And it's you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;
If I could wish upon tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;
Tonight would never end.&lt;br /&gt;
If you asked me, I would follow.&lt;br /&gt;
But for now, I just pretend.&lt;br /&gt;
'Cause if anyone can make me fall in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Only you can take me sailin' in your deepest eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
Bring me to my knees and make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;
And no one's ever done this,&lt;br /&gt;
Everything was just a lie.&lt;br /&gt;
And I know, yes I know...&lt;br /&gt;
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This is where it all begins,&lt;br /&gt;
So tell me it'll never end.&lt;br /&gt;
I can't fool myself,&lt;br /&gt;
It's you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;
If I could wish upon tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;
Tonight would never end.&lt;br /&gt;
If you asked me, I would follow.&lt;br /&gt;
But for now, I just pretend.&lt;br /&gt;
If anyone can make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;
You can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Show me that good things come to those who wait
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Amazing song. (:
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Fun day today! Lunched at Swensen's, salmon &amp;amp; mushroom baked rice sucked. But the mixed vegetables for side dish was great. Walked about Ikea, rotted at the cafeteria. lol. Fun Fun. ;)
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Future. Imminent, impending, uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Whoever wouldn't wonder what the future has in stall for us? &lt;br /&gt;
But do we really want to know exactly?&lt;br /&gt;
Having an inkling has already unsettle the heart much.&lt;br /&gt;
So to what use am I fathoming over the unfathomable future?&lt;br /&gt;
Brushing it off, as always... lol.
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Baby Panda!! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-3608771522166129882?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3608771522166129882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=3608771522166129882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3608771522166129882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3608771522166129882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-can.html' title='You can'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7145074868263200059</id><published>2009-07-07T15:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:49:16.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving fail.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Failed Driving!!! Everything just went wrong. Rained. Freaked out. Don't know what the heck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reverse parking - had to try twice coz I mixed the poles up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Slope rolled back thrice. Was pretty confident during my last few lessons, so I don't know why. Rawr!! I keep saying "Oh man!" in the car lol lol lol. In my mind I know I would fail already. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Strike kerb during directional change. Which kinda made failing so much closer. Uncalled for. Always had no problems for directional change at all. But I had 14 demerit points for that. Argh. 10 for striking kerb because the car was too much towards the left side of the lane, 4 coz I didn't look behind, panicking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Turned the steering wheel while car's stationary during parallel parking. Crap. Did I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Earned 26 points in the circuit alone. Who can screw up more than I did? Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So I got a nice 38 demerit points for my first practical test! THIRTY EIGHT! Can't blame the rain, only myself. Lacked practice and everything. Pretty wrecked up after the test. So glad Louis came to company me, made my evening much much much better. Whew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Haven't booked the retest yet! Contemplating on changing the teacher. But maybe not. See how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-7145074868263200059?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7145074868263200059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=7145074868263200059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7145074868263200059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7145074868263200059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/driving-fail.html' title='Driving fail.'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-523966748269034360</id><published>2009-07-03T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T13:45:14.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I knew what I've signed up for. So what can I do? Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-523966748269034360?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/523966748269034360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=523966748269034360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/523966748269034360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/523966748269034360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-knew-what-ive-signed-up-for.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-8958219165444434136</id><published>2009-07-01T09:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:24:17.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>Went down to SMU, registered for the Business Camp. Accounting camp rejected me coz I haven't matriculate yet, oh well save the 30 bucks. The people there were really friendly anyway! Camp would be fun!!
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Can't wait for school to start now, there's really nothing much to do these days. Boooo.
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Kat had cravings for Gelare waffles since last week, so E-Hub! we went yesterday. Caught Transformers. The 2 and the half hours whizzed by so fast. I was expecting at least another hour of action when the credits started rolling in. haha! Robots........ I think I prefer those fighter planes, and cars! But the red and green twin robots are cute! And yah Megan Fox is hot no doubt. Woo.
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Which reminds me, kept going Pasir Ris during the last few weeks.
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KBOX at EHub! with the usual singing kakis 2-3 weeks back. In a way to celebrate Eden's passing of his driving test!
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And then celebrated my nephew's birthday at Escape Theme Park 2 weeks ago tgthr with my half-sister, and his friends (who were identical twins!). Aww so cute the little kids. So I was with 3 little cute boys and their moms the entire afternoon, though a little awkward, I still enjoyed myself. Point to note: I love kids! But I certainly don't like having to handle them. Geeee naughty playful boys. Being a mom ain't that simple!! And then to EHub's Cathay, caught Ghost of the Girlfriend's Past with L. Romance comedy is always seemingly enjoyable.
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Another time was to go back to MJC to collect A lvl cert. &lt;br /&gt;
And once was just chilling at Whitesand's Coffee Club (the red round sofas look so comfy!!!), headed to the beach when we realize there was a mangrove swamp reserve which I never knew. Walked the trail for awhile. Spotted squirrels! Cute! And there were loads of spider-like black crabs that house themselves in little holes. Gives me the creeps. Nature walks are nice though.
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Crashed Kat's place two times. Watched movie. One was Mall Cop (lol), the other was The Knowing. I remembered saying I wanted to watch The Knowing 2 months ago, but I didn't. So we watched on her laptop. It was intriguing what with a prophecy made 50 years ago and numbers telling dates of disasters and numbers!! I thought it was rather nice, mysterious in some sense, some scary heart-thumping moments as well, and whats more there was Nicholas Cage. BUT, the ending totally ruined it. Aliens to the rescue. Gosh. =.="
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Driving test in 6 days! Had to wake up at 6.30 this morning. Went for circuit. Kept turning my head to check blind spots etc, until I became kinda nauseous, wanted to vomit lol. Felt so uncomfortable on the bus back. Or maybe lack of sleep.
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Rawr. /rest.
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&lt;em&gt;What would become of us? We'll be walking different paths for a long while. But I hope they would fuse as one when the time comes... Be it years. &lt;/em&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;History won't repeat. Period!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-8958219165444434136?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8958219165444434136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=8958219165444434136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8958219165444434136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8958219165444434136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-5434057230727571178</id><published>2009-06-21T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:46:53.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alot of people have been asking, so what have I been doing now that I'm not working, not studying, not anything at all.
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Everyone reckons I'm really free now, but I don't know why, somehow I just find myself lacking some time and space to just sit down, relax, chill, read a book in peace. Or maybe my heart's always not at peace, ever since... And the weather isn't helping either.
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So what exactly have I been doing?!
&lt;br /&gt; Mind feels pretty messed up. Going out, swimming, singing, going for Soka activities, driving, kat's place, my place, my park...
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Still pretty worried over driving. Stupid clutch. I will master you tomorrow!
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So I'm just whiling most of my time away. School camps will start in a month's time, and school in two months. I'm lying if I said I feel nothing over these. Afraid is one thing, afraid that the school's environment is so gonna pull my life-plug. It's SMU and I've heard awful stories. But I know I'll pull through, like how I pulled through my entire academic life. I wonder what kind of a person I'll be one year down the road.. how my life would be... hypothetical questions. we'll see.
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And I keep letting minor stuffs get into me. Shouldn't really. Rawr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5434057230727571178?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5434057230727571178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5434057230727571178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5434057230727571178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5434057230727571178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/alot-of-people-have-been-asking-so-what.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-6066837974106567893</id><published>2009-06-18T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:55:03.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caught Land of the Lost on Tuesday. It was a stupid movie, but funny all the same. Sexual humour involved hahahahaha! But yea, stupid. If you want to just have a laugh and destress, this would be it.
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Went for swimming with kat yesterday. Swam a total of 4 laps, having breaks here and there. Hahahaha. Kat had quite a few laughing fits in the pool. She has gone crazy. But anyway I swear I won't go to a public pool ever again!!!!! Yucks YUCKS!!
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DRIVING sucked. =( Clutch control problem. How on earth do you start up a car without the whole car vibrating? I just want a smooth go. How?!??!?!  3 weeks to go and I'm still stuck with the most basic problem.
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Know you can do better. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-6066837974106567893?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6066837974106567893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6066837974106567893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6066837974106567893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6066837974106567893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/caught-land-of-lost-on-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7352497643737179835</id><published>2009-06-16T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:24:03.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PC SHOW</title><content type='html'>What a week! Four days at the PC show, standing for 12 hours, talking non-stop. I'm dehydrated right now... lips cracking, tired still. Wooo. But fun! Sales may not be my thing but at least I don't suck at it too bad. hahaha. Thanks to those who dropped by my booth to say hi or pass me stuffs to drink/eat :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Met all kinds of customers, from straight-forward decisive ones - "Ok i'll get this" after looking at the display for only 2 mins, to those who came back the third time and walked away in the end, and those fussy cheapskate customers who negotiate for a good 30mins wanting blah blah and blah and WALKED off buying from other salesperson. It can be pretty frustrating. Then there are those that came back to you because you attended to them before, that feeling is gratifying (:
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Whatever it is, it's over and I'm glad! Got to know alot of people, but whether we keep in touch or not is another thing, haha. Reality of life. Well! It's official rotting time? I want to sing!! lol! Hoarse voice I have right now.
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xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-7352497643737179835?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7352497643737179835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=7352497643737179835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7352497643737179835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7352497643737179835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/pc-show.html' title='PC SHOW'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-1096900409033109865</id><published>2009-06-09T15:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:10:31.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:o</title><content type='html'>Anyway, I haven't pack those books yet. lol!
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Been going City Hall the past 3 days. Product trainings, class gathering, hanging out &lt;3!
And also from this coming Thurs to Sunday as well for the IT Fair. It all spells one word - SIAN! So gonna wish this week would pass fasterrrrrrr.
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Would be chionging driving lessons next week. 3 times a week! Intensive. My instructor kept telling me to go slow as usual... he kept saying I'm not going for a racing competition &gt;&lt; Alright keep slow and steady, within 40kmph during gear 3 till I pass my TP. then Vroooooooom! Fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-1096900409033109865?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1096900409033109865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=1096900409033109865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1096900409033109865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1096900409033109865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/o.html' title=':o'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-374057938659254808</id><published>2009-06-02T09:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:51:30.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>Whiling my time away! I need to find something to do. @.@
Feeling so empty these days. boooooooo!
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To think I said I miss having too much time. &gt;&lt;
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Went to Expo for the food fair yesterday, and then T3, then E-Hub. Imagine the fare!
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Soya bean flavoured yoghurt/ice-cream is yucky.
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The sun's scorching hot. I used to think sunny days are cheerful, optimistic, carefree, happy. Somehow, the heat radiating all around just can't seem to warm the heart inside. Fail man. I'd better do something before it's too late! rawr!!!!!
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Ok pack books. Mom's been talking about it since a month ago and I still haven't pack them yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-374057938659254808?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/374057938659254808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=374057938659254808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/374057938659254808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/374057938659254808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/empty.html' title='Empty'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-1949518087145962324</id><published>2009-05-29T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:26:21.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day at Schindler!</title><content type='html'>Work has ended for reallll!! Again, bidding the last goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It was a pleasant surprise during the farewell lunch today.. after eating they presented me a big envelope and in it was a self-created "Certificate of Achievement" for me! It was really sweet of them! And it has touched me in a sense. =) So I've worked at Schindler for a good 11 weeks... Much that I was looking forward to the end of my contract, I found myself wishing I had carried on working. The everyday routine of lunching out with different people at different places, feels really wonderful and I'll certainly miss it alot. I guess it's my good fortune having to get to work with these people, especially with my two direct supervisors who are really friendly, and funny all the same. =) They brighten the mundane office life. Though I can't say the work there is anything productive for my brains, I've learnt a horde of stuffs about life, about the working world, how good bosses should be like, etcetc.
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And so, this chapter has closed on me. What's next? IT Fair! Four Days of endless speaking and persuading. Should do some good in honing my confidence. :D
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This week was a blue one. I'm glad the blueness is fading. Somehow, during such periods anything comes into me easily. Gets me pondering on stuffs. Over-thinking. Happiness reigns over all else! =) &lt;br /&gt;
Alright going for a jog down at the park. Woooooo! First time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-1949518087145962324?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1949518087145962324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=1949518087145962324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1949518087145962324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1949518087145962324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-day-at-schindler.html' title='Last day at Schindler!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-8187907103497016088</id><published>2009-05-25T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:01:53.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another week flew by. Back to Monday! It's my last week at Schindler. I'm so gonna miss the people there. Yucks, I hate bidding goodbye; especially if it's the last.
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It's the bluish period that always come before the red does, like always. If anyone even understands. lol. Feeling a whole lot vulnerable. Dread. There's something wrong, and to make the matter worst like it isnt already bad enough, I can't seem to put a finger on what it is wrong. At all. And this really sucked a hell load. No one would understand, I don't need anyone to understand either because I don't understand myself. Succumbing, once again. Rahhh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Caught two movies last week. Angels &amp;amp; Demons and Night at the Museum 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The first movie's great!!!!!!!!!!!! Caught it with Louis. Enjoyed the thrill, and the twists, and all the amazing facts I have never known before. I like surprises thrown right at my face. Feels awesome to get awed haha! Reading the book makes me understand the story more, which is good. Been long since I've got down to reading a book that really interests me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I thought I would be rotting the Saturday away, was almost falling asleep infront of the lappy when Eden called and asked if I wanna come out, eat something... clad in my OGL shirt and pants (because I thought I would just be out for awhile...) and in a moment roland n him came to fetch me. Got Yilin too and we went Downtown East, when they suggested watching Night at the Museum 2. I gotta say, the first movie's better, much much better. I remembered laughing alot and enjoying thoroughly the first movie. But this, pretty much cold, mmmmm no hearty laughters.. The theatre was freezing. No jacket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Movie ended, went to Simpang, met up ZE, Grace and ZE's sister for dinner. How weird, because the day before my colleagues and me went Simpang for lunch as well. So that's two days in a row going there. Missed that place. Used to live near there. Went home after dinner... getting late... for my standards. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I guess I'm feeling a notch better. Writing helps, even when I'm not exactly writing what I'm emoting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-8187907103497016088?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8187907103497016088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=8187907103497016088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8187907103497016088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8187907103497016088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/blue.html' title='Blue'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4242136601794996131</id><published>2009-05-17T17:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:59:46.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K-Singing</title><content type='html'>Went for K-session again... lol! This time we went to Chai Chee CC, which was so darn cheap!!!! When we called to book, they were saying $10/person, special student price. But when we were there they told us "oh we have special student price, $5/person now" for 5 long hours!

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Reached the place with Eden, Roland and Yilin first.. Roland drove us there! So cool having friends that could drive. And it's my first time meeting Roland and Yilin. Roland's one wacky lame guy but can't deny he's really a damn nice person at the same time! Yilin the sweet girl, though quiet I could tell she's really nice as well! In summary, all of Eden's friends are nice, so he said. :D
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ZE and Dom arrived next. And then Mengyee and Grace. There was a misunderstanding midway, kinda scared me for awhile but lucky all's fine after awhile. I sang till my voice was really hoarse when I was about to sleep. I like the duet "PK" by Gary Cao and Liang jingru. =))) Hard to find guys who could sing like Cao ge, but, ZE darn nice lah!!!
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And Eden, enjoy the subtleness =))))
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I couldn't join them for dinner, rushed home for this soka planning for next Sunday's youth meeting. I'm glad the planning went really smoothly, and all was done in an hour. Glad that we're becoming more efficient heheh
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As my mind scour through the pages of the past few months, I can feel this awed, amazed feeling resonating inside... The floating elation makes everything feel like just a dream, a really sweet dream. And the fact I am living this very dream leaves me feeling extremely gratified. &lt;br /&gt;
But with these, comes fear, inevitably or not. Not overwhelming fear, just a little tingling in some corner somewhere. The fear of what the future would paint, the fear of whether this would stay; and how far it would stretch. All that's to come... scary, yet exciting.
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The intensity, the thrill, the warmth, the calm and coolness, security.
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I've trudged onto the same grounds once again, but this time, i'm savouring something entirely different. Something truer than all that ever happened. Something too colourful I could hardly describe.
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I dunno which version I prefer, Kelly Clarkson's or Leona Lewis's, but I love this song all the same.
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A Moment Like This
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What if I told you
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It was all meant to be
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Would you believe me,
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Would you agree
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It's almost that feelin'
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That we've met before
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So tell me that you don't think I'm crazy
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When I tell you love has come and now...
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A moment like this
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Some people wait a lifetime,
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For a moment like this
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Some people search forever,
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For that one special kiss
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Oh, I can't believe it's happening to me
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Some people wait a lifetime,
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For a moment like this
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Everything changes
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But beauty remains
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Something so tender
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I can't explain
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Well I maybe dreamin'
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But 'till I awake
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Can we make this dream last forever
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And I'll cherish all the love we share&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-4242136601794996131?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4242136601794996131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=4242136601794996131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4242136601794996131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4242136601794996131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/k-singing.html' title='K-Singing'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-1609091891496882915</id><published>2009-05-15T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:41:55.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMU</title><content type='html'>I love this week! I love the hanging-outs!
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And I need a time remote. Wish I could manipulate time. Freeze it, fast forward it, slow it down, replay! 050309.
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The course you accept
SMU - Double Degree: Bachelor of Business Management/Bachelor of Accountancy
has been registered by theJoint Acceptance system.on 15 May 2009, 10:54:54 PM
Thank you.

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At long last after a month of procrastination and hesitation. (: SMU here I come!

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2 more weeks till the end of my contract... How much I miss the smell of having too much time. It's so coming. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-1609091891496882915?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1609091891496882915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=1609091891496882915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1609091891496882915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1609091891496882915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/smu.html' title='SMU'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-8520226587845375139</id><published>2009-05-11T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:35:32.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Birthday Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My birthday came and went.
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Friday night; had to head to Raffles Place for TMSA meeting. I told Eden it would end late around 9pm but he insisted he and the others would find me after that, there. The meeting ended at 9.20pm, called him, and he said meet at the station. First surprise of the night - finding only Dom there. He waited for 45mins gee felt bad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We left for tamp station to find kat there, followed by Grace. I know now they're up to something!! Walked to Tamp Library. Crossed the road over to the park. They blindfolded me with this white bandage!! Kat guided me to wherever the rest are... and I walked so slow... because i kept imagining there were drains infront of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And when I finally reached, i kinda smelled stuffs burning, and I thought it was the cake. but goodness!! They lit my name with candles on the ground. it was so so sweet. I was shock, really. And they made me blow allllllllll the candles out. Pity, it was a pretty sight! =) And the cake arrived! Swensen's cake sponsored by Dominic cuz his PI had exceeding expectation (i had little credits to it though, i just tweak a few of his sentences). Thanks man! Chocolate Vanilla ice-cream cake. Awesome. =) Oh wait, there was the gift too. Eden's idea. Because he read my messages. Hilarious. hahahah =) =) no idea when i'll use it. seriously. And the card was lovely with the Pikachu!!!! Really cute!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then we took photos! Credit to dom once again since he brought the camera. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks so much Eden for organizing this entire surprise celebration! Threw me off my feet really. And sorry for for all the trouble you had to go through, it was way taxing. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And also thanks ZE, Grace, Kat, Mengyee, Dominic for joining the celebration and helping in one or another! Really lovely to know these people. Some whom I've only just knew for awhile and yet they did so much!!!
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Saturday was yet another amazing day! Just me and Louis spending the day in town, or near town. We went to the new mall at Bugis, Iluma (reminds me of I love u, ma!) to catch Star Trek at FilmGarde. Theatre was cool! The ticket stubs quite of a novelty from the conventional cathay GV ones. Star Trek was cool too, in a sense. The graphics, the navigating of spaceship. Just that I don't 'get' such movies... hahahaha. I still prefer thrillers and romance! On our way to Raffles City, we dropped by the Mint museum of toys. Sounds like a really nice place. haha, but it was really small, though 4 levels. Collectibles, origins of disney characters etc etc. Mickey Mouse looked really ugly when it was first created. And there were the Five Little Nigger Boys that was really funny because they were so black, and the photo was really dark without flash too so you could barely make out the dolls from the photo. They gave us some $5 voucher so we used it to buy tea, and left for dinner at marina square... Forgot which restaurant we ate, but it was a jap one, quite cheap too. I think Kat will know. Went to the river side near esplanade to chill and =) I love it!!! Thanks dude if u even see this!! =)
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Headed back to Tamp, walked about for awhile. Sat at the park. The moon was really pretty against the dark sky. A pity the sky was star-less, thanks to raining clouds. Still, =) .......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went home. And yet another 'surprise'. Which, I should not even bother to remember because I know things will become better... And I'm really glad you're back. Thanks for coming back Stan. Sincerely.
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And Kat had her own surprise too that night! hoho. I still find it unbelievable how uncanny things can get! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm emotionally overloaded now. Not stress. Just brimming with emotions. None of sadness, thankfully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
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Oh yeah, I drove my mom's car illegally just now, when she got down to da pau dinner. Goodness. Goodnesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
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BEST B'DAY EVER =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-8520226587845375139?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8520226587845375139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=8520226587845375139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8520226587845375139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8520226587845375139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-birthday-ever.html' title='Best Birthday Ever!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-6759716217987140828</id><published>2009-05-05T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:01:05.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>I need periodic reflections. :( good night. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-6759716217987140828?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6759716217987140828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6759716217987140828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6759716217987140828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6759716217987140828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-2291708014818991424</id><published>2009-05-04T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:21:39.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swim, sing. fun</title><content type='html'>May 4th!!!! 5 more days till I'm 19! 19 sounds weird. Neither here nor there. Alright, maybe more to the old side. Gahh I'm getting old. And once again, time flies like hell fast. NINETEEN.
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I don't know why but I've been feeling physically tired for the past 3 days, wonder what's up with me. And no, I'm not stressed out. &gt;&lt;
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Went for a reallllllly short swim yesterday at eden's condo. Barely 40 minutes. It's been so long! The last I touched a pool was during WWW last dec. There were plenty of clouds ytd afternoon, meaning that the sun wasn't glaring at all so I wouldn't get tan =p soothing.
Cabbed to Teoheng, we were running late. Because apparently everyone's addicted to Blackshot (=.=") ok I spent the time reading this really sweet yet bitter diary of someone's love life. It kinda touched me in a way... tsk tsk. hmmm...
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Singing was great. I don't know like half of the eight in the room. Two of them came solely just to share the ktv costs (that's what they said), because they refused to sing until the last hour. =_= They were all pretty friendly people, and one of them was especially playful, in the gay way. If you see my facebook album you'd know who. But he sure is one smart kid!
So many scandals ............................................................. gosh. gays. Or probably gayswannabe.
We ended at 9pm, and had late dinner there. They were all snatching for zE's hand. =__= And I wonder what's with the 302 form the NS guys were talking about.
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And my beloved guess watched broke down on me. It was 5 mins slower and I just wanted to tune it back and boo, the seconds hand didn't wanna budge. Hope dad would bring it to the repairs for me. I don't wanna have to go down all the way to somerset &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-2291708014818991424?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2291708014818991424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=2291708014818991424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2291708014818991424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2291708014818991424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/swim-sing-fun.html' title='swim, sing. fun'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7528840326240534437</id><published>2009-05-02T09:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:49:14.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME FLIES</title><content type='html'>GOSH. I just realised it's MAY. MAY MAY MAY!

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I mean I know it's May already obviously but the full realisation just hit me.


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How time flies. I'm really amazed.

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Why do good times always fly so fast!
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So should I be happy because there were good times, or sad because they flew by too fast?
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Had a great badminton session yesterday. By saying great I meant the work-out was good, and I didn't sucked like I did the last round. Zhiyuan's still as good, making ppl run! I changed my racket's grip. It's bright yellow now, though already partially stained, bleh.
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Went for lunch, and they suggested LAN &gt;&lt; kinda reluctant because I simply suck at L4d. (And at all the guy's games, so I'd probably just stick to o2jam and the likes.) 3 girls versus 3 guys! Talk about fairness. Lost every single round, except for the last cuz I migrated over.
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So when we were about to pay, kat realized her purse was missing. Searched all around, even viewed the CCTV, which was so darn blur, lag. Why on earth would they install such a low quality CCTV, wasting space. Kat concluded some KID in red shirt, barely 12 I guess, stole it and left. It's really heart-wrenching knowing such people exist, and worst that he's just a kid, and that they'd probably be feeling so elated they've got more cash to spend on games and their conscience won't even tickle. It's plain unlucky to have the day ended like this. it was just a moment of distraction. Reported at the police station for a good two hours.
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Kat came over to my house, and I could feel my mom's hint of irritance again arghhh. I hate it she has to be so critical sometimes. Still she's my mom what could I do.
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Wished that she could let a few more reins off me. =.= gee i won't start lamenting on all the freedom thingy again. Sobs.
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Irony of life. Then again, I bet I would be wishing for some sort of restrictions placed upon me if my mom were to completely let loose of me. Lol complications. We're always wanting what we don't have. True?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-6862793911689898472?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6862793911689898472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6862793911689898472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6862793911689898472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6862793911689898472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/badminton-unlucky.html' title='Badminton!!! Unlucky'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-5370243702053949977</id><published>2009-04-29T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:28:02.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily blogging!</title><content type='html'>Daily blogging can be a real challenge. (:
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Been returning home straight after work these days... Feels wonderfully nice to just lay flat on the bed, and relishing on the fact that there's simply nothing at all to do, nothing at all to attend to. Relaxed. Lazing around. Lying down. Facial. Lights out. Thinking. (:
It's been a darn long while. Hectic has spelt my life for the last 2 months.
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But it'll all end soon, come end May. So gonna look forward to these days. More time for everything. COME QUICK COME QUICK!
21 working days to go! Countdown.
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I went for a haircut! Short fringe now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5370243702053949977?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5370243702053949977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5370243702053949977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5370243702053949977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5370243702053949977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/daily-blogging.html' title='Daily blogging!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7143639226261234848</id><published>2009-04-26T22:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:51:52.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECP, Rose</title><content type='html'>THE WEATHER is going crazy. Global sauna. But yesterday's evening sun was a perfect fit for a ride along East Coast Park. And the company was great; summing up to a very pleasurable evening (:

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SfRyNDK-3mI/AAAAAAAAAqI/7p2FPABxKfQ/s1600-h/DSCN0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329009827601374818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SfRyNDK-3mI/AAAAAAAAAqI/7p2FPABxKfQ/s320/DSCN0322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty sight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, I wish that time would pass slower whenever you want it too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4-Div Meeting this afternoon. The topic was on depression. The atmosphere was pretty light at first as we touched on the symptoms, likely causes... etc... until this member spoke up, and on a very solemn note she talks about how we all shouldn't speak as if depression was of light matter because she herself experienced depression and she knows the severity of it. She talked about how she has suffered for 4 years and is still suffering from depression; how she has attempted suicides for 9 times, and the 9th being last Sunday. Imagine the awkward silence in the room. It was suppose to be a cheery, light-hearted meeting but I could feel the tension. Hmm. Got me thinking sometimes I do tend to take things lightly. Have to keep in mind that some serious matters ought to be thought of seriously, and to be considered thoroughly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright gotta snap out of this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rose-making lessons for Kat at Marina Square after that! She wanted to make for her mom for mother's day. Called Eden to come along too. But I guess the main main main agenda was to find nms. So she finally saw him after.......... hmmm 1 month over? Wonder how she feels (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanged around at long john silver, tried to teach them how to make roses while I made a few! Failed teaching them! CMI. Went on to make rings instead. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329005709343307842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SfRudVdvuEI/AAAAAAAAApw/Qxfx0gQcsF0/s320/DSCN0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329005720169860162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SfRud9y_zEI/AAAAAAAAAqA/3GGAEBOzA8Q/s320/DSCN0382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;
OK Eden has a flair in making rings!!! Woot. Guess the theme of his rings would be "Garden of Eden"! Roses and vines.
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Alright. I dunno how to describe what's going in my mind now. Feels all fuzzy. I think I need sleep. ZzzZzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-7143639226261234848?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7143639226261234848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=7143639226261234848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7143639226261234848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7143639226261234848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/ecp-rose.html' title='ECP, Rose'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SfR0xR203LI/AAAAAAAAAqY/rWbTnM2bnY4/s72-c/DSCN0330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4370210561725732339</id><published>2009-04-24T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:24:14.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LKC Round 1!</title><content type='html'>If I thought the 2 hrs+ over SMU Biz interview was long, I'm so wrong. The scholarship 'interview' lasted a whole day... 10am - 7pm!
But it wasn't any 'interview'. It feels like orientation to me. We were grouped in 8's and 9's together with 2 facilitators; got into this small study room where we sat on the floor since there weren't enough chairs for us all. Makes everything seem less formal. Round of introduction. Suppose to take something out of ur wallet that speaks of something about yourself. And I took out my new GV popcorn card cuz I love watching movies lately! Caught loads this year man. Fun. Fun.
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And we got down on doing a business proposal - How to increase sales revenue of handmade notebooks for this organization Society of the Physically Disabled. And to prepare for a presentation at the end of 3 hrs.
Was expecting a twist, and indeed there was. Half hr before time's up we had to do up an advertisement on a whiteboard marker and AAA batteries. Totally unrelated, totally random, totally up to your imagination. The group splitted since there really wasn't enough time at all. Me and two others did this impromptu advertisement, which was completely lame and made no sense at all but yea at least it was a little laugh!
We didn't even have time to rehearse for our presentation. Entered the lecture room, sat through 3 other group's presentation + QnA before it was our turn. Not bad!
Went back to room and slacked for 1hr + before they called us to the board room. Asked those difficult questions like who should be booted, why you deserve the scholarship blah. Gah, hate those.
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Great thing is the people in my group were really friendly people! One of them was a SPY! He's already a scholar, just wanted to see how we are really like without the eyes of our facilitators. Really really surprised when he revealed his true identity. Didn't suspect at all.
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Few of us went for dinner at The Cathay after that. They were all people from different walks of life and that day was quite an eye-opener.
Makes me feel all the more excited about university's life!! Then again, thinking of tutorials, lectures............. Mixed feelings about that. Ah well, still long!
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Just wanna enjoy all that I can now =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-4370210561725732339?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4370210561725732339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=4370210561725732339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4370210561725732339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4370210561725732339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/lkc-round-1.html' title='LKC Round 1!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-5739242081959934286</id><published>2009-04-17T23:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T01:26:24.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Management of life</title><content type='html'>Ups &amp;amp; downs this week. Over-turning included. Pretty much the likes of a roller coaster ride.
Morbid dread, demise, let-downs, disappointments, pleasures, realisations, elation, celebrations that weren't really celebrations, losing a friend. Overwhelmed. :O
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Anyhow, I've got accepted into SMU and NTU's double degree programme. Most probably heading to SMU, dunno what I'm hesitating though lol. &amp;amp; will be having SMU's scholarship interview on Tuesday. Nervousness not here yet.
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Watched "17 Again". It was a pretty good laugh. And I like how it has a meaningful hint to it.
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Can I have my 2nd take on life too?
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People walk in and outta your life. &lt;br /&gt;
A few came into my life, caused a hellstorm, and walked out like nothing happened. &lt;br /&gt;
A bunch came in, and together we had great loads of fun. But they, too, left. &lt;br /&gt;
One came in, touched me, was a terrific confidente. Went away too. &lt;br /&gt;
Whatever the reasons, they have left prints in my life; heart - some indelible, some fading, some wounds. Some taught lessons, some brought me laughters, some shared sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;
Somehow, I wish things would be different. That life could be less complicated. That some of them haven't left. That I shouldn't been like I was. &lt;br /&gt;
Sorry to you. =(

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But there's no second take on life. Life is no 'fanciful' movie. &lt;br /&gt;
I'm only left with memories, guilt a little, thoughts aplenty.



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It's time to ponder, and reflect, with all seriousness, the way to manage life. &lt;br /&gt;
Having proper time management, juggling time between the people that mean alot to me; &lt;br /&gt;
treating them with all the sincerity one could muster; loving them. &lt;br /&gt;
It's not the quantity, but the quality of time spent that matters. &lt;br /&gt;
I have been neglecting my family; I'll definitely set things right. &lt;br /&gt;
I kinda disappointed my closer friends, and I was burning with guilt earlier on. But I'm glad all's fine now. I'm really sorry. &lt;br /&gt;
Frustrated with myself at times for not being able to handle the simplest of things. It shouldn't have been lost. It shouldn't. So darn sorry.
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I'm finally, entirely, certain of how I'm feeling. It seems too certain to be true. Dream-like. &lt;br /&gt;
Never felt this way. Never felt so right. &lt;br /&gt;
But to trudge on grounds I was so wary of once again....
Guess I'm not ready. &lt;br /&gt;
I know I will be, though.
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And to my dear friend, Michelle, stay strong as ever. Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5739242081959934286?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5739242081959934286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5739242081959934286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5739242081959934286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5739242081959934286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/management-of-life.html' title='Management of life'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7289293980193835442</id><published>2009-04-10T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:55:21.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vex, Vex, Vex</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Feeling all vexed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quoted from the movie Defiance: "Freedom begins with an act of defiance!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But nah, can't do. Family ties at stake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still, I just wish my mom would cut me some slack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
On a brighter note, dinnered &amp;amp; movied with enchou, nigel &amp;amp; kat yesterday since enchou's entering NS tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wanted to dinner at the new Tamp One but Kat kept pouring endless cold water; no choice headed to TM; and then she went "I wanna go training". We ate at Yoshinoya without her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Kept playing Tap Tap Revenge 2 on my Touch &amp;amp; Nigel the DJMax pro thrashed all my hi-scores, even for my favourite song Tap Tap Domination! Manage to beat him though, after trying loadsa times today at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bus-ed down to eHub. Arcade for awhile. Caught the 9.50pm movie. I like Cathay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fast &amp;amp; Furious 4 was awesome! The first 15 mins was awfully thrilling. Love the action, love the drifting, love the adrenaline rushing. Love the movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reached home at 12.30am. That explained my mom's over-reaction today. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back to vex-ing. And some other stuffs as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Overwhelmed with mixed emotions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been a long week. and TGIF! before the clock strikes 12! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-7289293980193835442?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7289293980193835442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=7289293980193835442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7289293980193835442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7289293980193835442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/vex-vex-vex.html' title='Vex, Vex, Vex'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-6518609861554172425</id><published>2009-04-05T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T00:55:44.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another week brisked by!! Time waits for no man.
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Had loads of guilty meals this past two weeks. Got to GYM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-6518609861554172425?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6518609861554172425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6518609861554172425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6518609861554172425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6518609861554172425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-week-brisked-by-time-waits-for.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-2205908054756322424</id><published>2009-03-29T10:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:53:57.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Driving</title><content type='html'>Torned.
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Night driving lesson was cool. 
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If only I could already drive.&lt;BR&gt;
I'd be cruising on expressways.&lt;BR&gt;
I'd wound down the window;&lt;BR&gt;
let the wind take those damn thoughts away,&lt;BR&gt;
&amp; blow me back to where I long to be.
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Woooo! What a great way to unwind. Provided I don't crash.&lt;BR&gt;
But for now, sleeping it off would probably be the best deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-2205908054756322424?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2205908054756322424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=2205908054756322424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2205908054756322424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2205908054756322424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/night-driving.html' title='Night Driving'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7211160710327069247</id><published>2009-03-28T00:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T03:07:30.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMU Business Interview!!!</title><content type='html'>David Cook's voice way way awesome. Slow rock! His love songs are the best. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas another week ended... not explicitly since weekends haven't arrive yet, but basically the interview's over and i'm glad it is. Cool experience. But it's darn long. The whole thing lasted over 2 hours! Reached 4.55pm, left 7.35pm. We were ushered into this room where we sit in pairs and I was sitting beside this girl from SP who was 3 yrs older. Chatted a little. Eased some tension (if there were even any). And then they went on saying how there are 7000 applicants, where only 2000 get shortlisted, and of which 700 would be admitted. So we should be pretty honoured to be sitting right there. Okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed which was comprehension passage. Goodness...... Not expecting this, totally =S 20 minutes. It was about some 47 yr old dude ranting about facebook.. pretty humorous passage. I kept smiling to myself. lol!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next the essay. 45mins. Pretty smooth. Lucky me, didn't have any writer's block or something, the juice kept coming so I just kept on writing. Fun. It's been a long time since I penned anything down literally. The topic was about whether is it better to assume the best and get disappointed, or assume the worse and be surprised. I like to tackle such questions... abstract. No real hard facts needed. Of course, I took the optimistic stand. A life of cowardice isn't going to be fulfilling, ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a short break. &amp;amp; they gave us 10 minutes to read this certain article "Brighter and Better". The article focused on how the general populace stereotype people working in Wall Street the "best and brightest". At least that was how I thought, and so I scribbled some stuffs pertaning to this. Right, ushered to a classroom. U-Shape tables. 2 Prof in front. Ever so familiar. Andddd, to my utmost 'horror', the discussion started off in an entire different direction. I was for a moment LOST. LOL. Or perhaps for many many moments. Damn. There were 8 of us, and I've gotta say at least 5 of them spoke real real real real well. So yeah. =) Wooo. I was really awed. Though I manage to throw out some comments, they weren't as insightful, so yea I guess I got defeated. It's time to learn. Communication skills! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there goes. If I'm in, it goes to show SMU Business interview was just for show and doesn't really count much for. If I'm not, then I guess I'll just take it in my stride and head to NTU! 3 yrs course, fast and furious!! hahahaha =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to today.My great CF sent me to SMU!!!!!!!! Met him at Tamp library first because he said he wanna borrow Tuesdays With Morrie. He's always like that, not saying anything. I really thought he just wanted me to accompany him get his book. =.= lol. I asked him where ya going then, and he said City hall lol. Okay... But it's really sweet of him. Yeah (: Probably that's why my heart ain't really pumping very hard when we reached the place. Thanks so much! He always reckon I don't appreciate it but I DO, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the interview, Kat, Eden and Zhu En walked over to SMU to find me since my interview overshot an hr. (I thought it'll end 630pm.) lol... And then we headed to Mos Burger, and we were wondering what we should do. And then, helium balloons popped up in our conversation.... I wonder how. We were talking about drinking, arhhhh, and then out of the blue Eden mentioned how helium could make your voice go higher. And I didn't believe, so he suggested we try it out, and so we did. Bought the balloon $2 each (crapppp!!!) and then we went to Bedok's skate park to experiement! It was helluva hilarious. Really darn. Laughed till my sides hurt. The chipmunk voices. I'll upload photos on facebook though. Kinda lazy to upload here. AND VIDEOS LOL. Took video of the each of us. HAHA. Eden heralded the experiment anyway and it was soooooooooooooo funny. ZE says he'll post the videos on YouTube.
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HAHA! AND I RECALLED KAT'S CHIPMUNK RENDITION OF WO AI DE REN. HAHAHA HOLY! IT WAS SO SO SO SO SO NOT HER HAHA.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week breezed real fast!! Time's passing too fast, and I can't seem to take everything in at one go. Perhaps it must be the good times I'm enjoying. hoho. But then, something's prickling me. It's just I'm unsure how to go about, well, going about it. And, I'm unsure how should I describe what I'm feeling now because all I'm sure of is that I'm unsure.. unsure.. unsure...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But all that I can comprehend of myself is that i'm definitely enjoying this uncertainty. lol, i think insanity has me engulfed. It sure does get a little frustrating at times. Don't know what I'm getting myself in... But still. haha! Optimism bites me ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backtracking.......... Caught Detroit Metal City too on Tuesday night with Louis and his classmates. When I saw the trailer, I was like................... But the movie turned out great! Way funny. LOL. That L. Not what I expected. This was better than all the past past past movies I've watched this year so far. =) And I finally got the long awaited L4D file. Wooo, shooting zombies. I thought it was just plain shooting brainless zombies. Apparently not. Been playing with Nigel n EnChou. lol. Darn i keep shooting teammates. and I really have no idea what's going on. Shucks. Anyhow spam the machine gun. funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway WOW. I started this post at 12am, and it's 3am. Just felt like updating what's going in my life before I start to miss them all. Anyhow I doubt anyone really read word for word. It's one wholeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee chunk of darn words. Heh. Well time for bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
OH YEA SECONDHAND SERENADE's songs are GREAT TOO! &lt;br /&gt;
Stranger; Your Call.&lt;br /&gt; oh yea you called. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-7211160710327069247?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7211160710327069247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=7211160710327069247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7211160710327069247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7211160710327069247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/smu-business-interview.html' title='SMU Business Interview!!!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4467721617029883317</id><published>2009-03-21T15:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:30:50.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only you can</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh shucks. A wash of emotions plunged onto me all of a sudden, after reading something, somewhere. It's not like it's anything dreadful though, but i'm left at a loss. Complete loss, prima facie. I don't know what I should do to ease this unsettling stirrings inside me.. Letting nature take its own course kinda seem harder that I thought so. And I really can't comprehend anything else either. My engine kinda revving up too much, yet again. Its time to cool down. (Lifts the accerlerator pedal.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its so close, yet so far...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Received a call from SMU today telling me I got shortlisted for the Business interview. And its on coming Friday 5.15pm. Did some research online, and so the interview includes an ESSAY WRITING!?!?! &gt;&gt;&gt; SO COOL, and a group discussion of 8 with 2 professors base on a random article. I've got some guts feeling its gonna be on the bad economy. hohohohoho. It's good game, or not? Man its gonna be so exciting. My heart's racing now! Bring it on!!!
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Driving was great. Finally gotten use to the biting point of the car and everything. Just felt kind of irritated when my instructor kept asking me to keep slow, slow, slow. I barely even hit 50kmph! Hectic week coming to an end, just one more soka meeting tonight and I'm so gonna relax. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Argh, but the prospect of the SMU interview is wrecking me up!! Chill man, chill!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-4467721617029883317?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4467721617029883317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=4467721617029883317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4467721617029883317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4467721617029883317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-you-can.html' title='Only you can'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-123354530610862278</id><published>2009-03-18T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:27:12.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HECTIC!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, half a week gone. Can't wait to get over this week. I'll be able to breathe a little easier then. Time passes fast really.. I'm into the second week of work now. Despite the mundane office life, its rather pleasant working at Schindler. The people are friendly and i get an assortment of tasks to do, though i think ive kinda got a knack to 'spoil' things. lol. but at least its a laugh! Hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
mind block. i suppose i need sleep. what with 5-6hrs these days. damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-123354530610862278?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/123354530610862278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=123354530610862278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/123354530610862278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/123354530610862278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/hectic.html' title='HECTIC!!!!!!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-9137692325117531578</id><published>2009-03-15T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:16:48.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Gadgets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yay so I've got my ipod Touch and my lappy! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So much for "we're down for a serious recession"... the crowd was amazingly huge yesterday at the it fair. We were stuck on the ground level for about 20mins. lol. And queues were long, due to dialing problem or whatever. haha. I gotta say we were lucky, getting everything done before the queue hit us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Back to another week of boring office work!
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In life, we just aren't capable to cope with too much things. Perhaps it's for the better if some things had to leave your life. Not that I'm saying I like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wherever it is that destiny takes you to, you've just gotta be prepared for those damn new surprises!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-9137692325117531578?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9137692325117531578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=9137692325117531578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/9137692325117531578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/9137692325117531578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-gadgets.html' title='New Gadgets!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-2067289577396635191</id><published>2009-03-08T08:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T09:29:43.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kinda a whirl of emotions right now - excitement, flutterings, confused. basking in happiness? I definitely should be actually. Everything seems to fall in place neatly, one by one... Good A's results like how I always envisaged it, Passed FTT, found an office job... and... things seem to be going on well. Apart from family woes that is. 

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Don't know why it sounds all gloomy though. Went to SMU's open house with mich yesterday and instead of making me more clearheaded, my heart's falteringgggg!! haha. Banking and Finance, thats what I said whenever anyone asked me where I wanna head towards. Wonder if it's just me saying that just for the sake of answering, or is it there I really wanted to go to. I'm in a headacheeeeeeeeeee! Challenge myself or just take the safest, boring route?

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Woooo. I think I know now. I know now. I know now. (: what's life without challenges? learn to adapt, that'd make the journey worthwhile. haha. ok suddenly I feel a whole lot lighter.
Damn this post took an hour. Took sporadic pauses to check up on websites. Alright.

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Been returning late these days. Actually its just two days. Fri's FTT and then dinnered at Mac, Sat's movie Watchmen. Pretty interesting just don't really get the juice of it all. wahhaha.
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My mum's complaining, and even my BRO too. argg =S I'm starting work tomorrow! Social life no more!! =( Wonder how'd the office environment be like. Hope all goes well.



&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flushing &amp;amp; flutterings (=&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/21202817-2067289577396635191?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2067289577396635191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=2067289577396635191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2067289577396635191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2067289577396635191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/yeah.html' title='Yeah...'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-3078394069024551941</id><published>2009-03-04T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:53:07.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so the story continues......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a nutshell, went for bbq, went to senja's soka performance at CCK, visited kat's tkd prize ceremony at NTU, badminton, movied!, interview!, kbox!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In just a weekend, I've spent $11-$12 on transport fare. Goodness. That's for going to the West twice. geeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went kat's tkd thingy on Sunday with stanley. Grats kat! u've got silver, bundled with a limp, and bruises on ur hands! Poor thing. haha. Had the intention to see her ______ , but the person didn't come, coincidentally. Thanks for not telling me earlier, kat law. hoho. So much for traveling 1.5 hours. Arggg! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We dinnered at New York New York after her prize ceremony. Couldn't finish the pizza which I shared with her. Drank half a glass of mocha. That made me so listless at night. Tossed on the bed for like 4 hours! And slept for barely 3 hours. Headed for badminton. Darn off-FORM!!!!! =(( lol. Totally no energy. I was almost a zombie the whole day. Lunched at Phin's place. Food was kinda bad. Arcade awhile, and then watched Marley&amp;amp;Me. Lol pretty draggy towards the middle, but the ending was wayyyyyyyy touching. I would tear if I was any other girl. Cuz I've never teared in movies before. And puppy labrador's so so cute!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's hectic. Actually gonna meet kat 11.30am at recruit Xpress, for some starhub job. and then?! she overslept. THANKS........ -_- Lunched with my mum then. And then went back to the place, in the end didn't even went for that interview, cuz i've gotta rush off to another interview place for some admin job. And that went pretty well. And soon the agent called me back and said I got the job. So i'll be starting work on Monday, to much pleasure and dissatisfaction. lol.
KBox was great! Been long since i actually went to an actual Kbox. Was always going &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to those cheapo ones. Nearly outta voice. Haha, everyone sang dam nice.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ahh so tuitioned at night. Pretty tired already. And I AM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-3078394069024551941?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3078394069024551941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=3078394069024551941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3078394069024551941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3078394069024551941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-so-story-continues.html' title='And so the story continues......'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4454656514978875383</id><published>2009-02-25T08:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:23:10.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Back Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's been long. Been busy, or rather unbusy, working.
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Hmm, so i've took up driving. Been through one lesson and it was great!! Wooo. My biting has a  little problem though but the instructor let me drive on the main road for a while. :))) Which seems to be a darn good sign until almost everyone else told me they drove on the main road too during their first lesson. lol. Can't wait for the next lesson!
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Okay.... what else what else. Valentines Day this year was cool. I've got two dates! Two group dates actually. So with the first group we went to Swensens and just chilled there, talking, over Earthquake. And then with the second group we went to Pastamania! ho ho ho. Creamy chicken, again. And went to TM's Mac to slack for awhile. Haha, nothing eventful, really. Maybe until Stanley came to send me home, that was unexpected. haha. Such a sweet cf I've got. Doubt he sees this anyway. =)
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And, erm, oh. Been listening to many english songs now. Great ones =)
Loves love rock songs.
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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Been Far away for far tooo long.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you know, you know, you know...&lt;/span&gt;
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Right. Been cooping up many stuffs inside me. lol. Wonder how long I can contain it. I'm going crazzzzzzzzy!! hahaha. I need to unwind, AGAIN! Unwind, unwind, unwind. The last time I unwound, I seem to have gotten myself more wound up. Lol whatever!!
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And, I've been sick once, during this hiatus. Puked 5 times, diarrhoea twice in 24hrs. Well came in good time cuz I think I was all puff-ed up! Lost 3 kg. And its maintaining around there, which is good obviously! Need to gym regularly still! =)
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Many transformations since I last blogged. Unexpected ones. Well, how to say.
I just wish everyone around me would stay happy. Haha, what a cliche. But I mean it.
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Man, just feeling really stupid. I am... damn. It's the same old phase. Every night. zZzzzz. What an addiction.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5078675320772750557?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5078675320772750557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5078675320772750557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5078675320772750557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5078675320772750557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-wish-i-could-sleep-it-off-like-you.html' title='just wish I could sleep it off; like you always did'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4208781534861222669</id><published>2008-12-11T12:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:39:05.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again!</title><content type='html'>It has been a great deal long time since I blogged, since i restricted this blog. haha. don't know what made me blog again... well, just felt a sore urge to write out my thoughts, and untangle myself from the webs of turmoils surrounding me. Sigh. It is indescribable, how i am feeling. The initial sense of loss, the sense of finality, it was something i dread most, and definitely, unfortunately, something unavoidable. And the best I can do is numb myself from this happening. And I don't know how to do that. This feeling sucks though. One thing to take into comfort though is that at least it has been settled once and for all... or else god knows when it'll all end. Don't know is it sadness that I'm feeling, or relieve, or of longing, or a mixture of all. Don't know how long I've gotta endure these... if only we could fast-forward time. And it has only been a night. Just hope things would be finer than ever...
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A-levels seemed like eternity ago. Lol. Had a whirlpool of emotions of this past month or more. Just hoping for the best! And will be working in this high-class chinese restaurant, and i hope nothing goes wrong... gosh man. Dreading this work as well!! Everything just seems so dreadful. Must be the pms again. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-4208781534861222669?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4208781534861222669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=4208781534861222669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4208781534861222669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4208781534861222669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-again.html' title='Back again!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-5252957504723671921</id><published>2008-08-17T00:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T01:01:16.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTOS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Snapped up those prototype class photos (hehe) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcE_NvS5AI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2hCthrGDlhg/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235158575907791874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcE_NvS5AI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2hCthrGDlhg/s320/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcE_ZLjLyI/AAAAAAAAAb0/KMVgcTqmcMs/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235158578979090210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcE_ZLjLyI/AAAAAAAAAb0/KMVgcTqmcMs/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcE_mm5xgI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Hd79CIeRwqM/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235158582583477762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcE_mm5xgI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Hd79CIeRwqM/s320/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcE_lgZKJI/AAAAAAAAAcE/aIC1ZOxzKyI/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235158582287739026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcE_lgZKJI/AAAAAAAAAcE/aIC1ZOxzKyI/s320/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcE_37DXXI/AAAAAAAAAcM/YLMqN6Y9wFA/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235158587231395186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcE_37DXXI/AAAAAAAAAcM/YLMqN6Y9wFA/s320/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our clique photo rocks!!!!&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEx1E2z6I/AAAAAAAAAbU/0wOop6tqgYI/s1600-h/Image054_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was olympic frenzy whole of this week!! lolx! Especially swimming!! Ya of cuz it's &lt;strong&gt;Michael Phelps&lt;/strong&gt;. Absolutely awed at his ever so stunning performances, especially this morning's 100m Butterfly, it was simply amazing!!!! 0.01 second ahead, enough for a gold!!! Woah really, a spli split second counts so significantly in Sports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Anyway we were so impressed this week that we are tempted to go for a swim, and we did!!! cept for Rabbit la. haha. Anyway, it was seriously fun!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEybp01VI/AAAAAAAAAbc/iuSazuZZruc/s1600-h/Image068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235158356304647506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEybp01VI/AAAAAAAAAbc/iuSazuZZruc/s320/Image068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEyWJpjkI/AAAAAAAAAbk/bNPiDvCbPSw/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235158354827513410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEyWJpjkI/AAAAAAAAAbk/bNPiDvCbPSw/s320/Image047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEZ5EtI4I/AAAAAAAAAbM/VqfDJBCsEKA/s1600-h/Image075_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157934705288066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEZ5EtI4I/AAAAAAAAAbM/VqfDJBCsEKA/s320/Image075_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEFqaQaaI/AAAAAAAAAak/4G8o1a54Td0/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157587171764642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEFqaQaaI/AAAAAAAAAak/4G8o1a54Td0/s320/Image083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEF5cmKhI/AAAAAAAAAas/QrhymiuBU5Y/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157591208110610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEF5cmKhI/AAAAAAAAAas/QrhymiuBU5Y/s320/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEF-2kb6I/AAAAAAAAAa0/hIRRUlGa_c4/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157592659226530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEF-2kb6I/AAAAAAAAAa0/hIRRUlGa_c4/s320/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEGFQxDSI/AAAAAAAAAa8/xUcEIWLCVDw/s1600-h/Image053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157594379717922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEGFQxDSI/AAAAAAAAAa8/xUcEIWLCVDw/s320/Image053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEG5tyB2I/AAAAAAAAAbE/CWRGHyqEJLc/s1600-h/Image054_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157608460060514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcEG5tyB2I/AAAAAAAAAbE/CWRGHyqEJLc/s320/Image054_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
cld had took more but the security guard said no photo taking allowed -_- So we went to the toilet and took more heh heh


&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcD1ZRExzI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/_miWa3PYyvo/s1600-h/Image084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157307691943730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcD1ZRExzI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/_miWa3PYyvo/s320/Image084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcD1rnk1VI/AAAAAAAAAaE/sS2Nu9A44q0/s1600-h/Image088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157312618157394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcD1rnk1VI/AAAAAAAAAaE/sS2Nu9A44q0/s320/Image088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcD1r3J4bI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ZrlfPYnvIDk/s1600-h/Image089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157312683499954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcD1r3J4bI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ZrlfPYnvIDk/s320/Image089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcD1hN5CHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jIPxiE0jo9I/s1600-h/Image091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157309826074738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcD1hN5CHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jIPxiE0jo9I/s320/Image091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcD18GXhRI/AAAAAAAAAac/7W7HT93fHzY/s1600-h/Image092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157317042275602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcD18GXhRI/AAAAAAAAAac/7W7HT93fHzY/s320/Image092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

We went to ate zhu cha after the 3 hrs long swim. Yummy! And then after buying a pack of Old Maids from the bookshop, we sat down and PLAY!! Haha! No more dai dee or bridge le, it's Old Maid!! And then half-way through the game, i bluetooth-ed the photos to everyone. And we really had a great great laugh thanks to all the candid photos which are obviously not posted up because they requested not to! HAHA. Ok got mine also la, realli feel like laughin again. hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157088041863298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcDonAaiII/AAAAAAAAAZk/CFcU3eQWvqM/s320/Image093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235156457133880722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcDD4sOtZI/AAAAAAAAAZU/1_BS5cnrgDQ/s320/Image100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt; laugh~
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcDow_D8wI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Pko_RJabpFw/s1600-h/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157090720543490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcDow_D8wI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Pko_RJabpFw/s320/Image096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; laugh~
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcDo2ViIvI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/XIXibCFv_FM/s1600-h/Image099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157092156973810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcDo2ViIvI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/XIXibCFv_FM/s320/Image099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; laugh~

&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235156461753722626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcDEJ5r5wI/AAAAAAAAAZc/KFczy-bBHp8/s320/Image094.jpg" border="0" /&gt; laugh~
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcDD31yU2I/AAAAAAAAAZM/IMR5qlmsfTc/s1600-h/Image101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235156456905528162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcDD31yU2I/AAAAAAAAAZM/IMR5qlmsfTc/s320/Image101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
 Last shot of the day with our CHLORINE-soaked dry rough yucky hair!

&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235156458577319154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcDD-EX1PI/AAAAAAAAAZE/7f4K7J1RC-I/s320/Image097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5252957504723671921?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5252957504723671921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5252957504723671921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5252957504723671921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5252957504723671921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/photos.html' title='PHOTOS!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SKcE_NvS5AI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2hCthrGDlhg/s72-c/Image035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-3467033490491608284</id><published>2008-08-07T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T19:57:39.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clique photo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Class photos taken on wednesday! haha. and then we took some ourselves =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this bunch of girls &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SJrhyjKlpZI/AAAAAAAAAY0/CjWt8WsT1Q0/s1600-h/image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231742175693612434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SJrhyjKlpZI/AAAAAAAAAY0/CjWt8WsT1Q0/s320/image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rebecca u look like a baby here, seriouslyyyyyyyy... LOL! The one at the most right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And nice jelly body, ruibei! hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SJrhyzzPjlI/AAAAAAAAAY8/fZtp9r1D5vs/s1600-h/image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231742180159098450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SJrhyzzPjlI/AAAAAAAAAY8/fZtp9r1D5vs/s320/image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So much stuffs to write, but simply don't have the urge to type them out. haha.
&lt;em&gt;Life still goes on, even after Sunday. Yep, life still goes on. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SJrg-QzB-bI/AAAAAAAAAYs/lKUjZynZWrQ/s1600-h/image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-3467033490491608284?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3467033490491608284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=3467033490491608284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3467033490491608284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3467033490491608284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/clique-photo.html' title='Clique photo!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SJrhyjKlpZI/AAAAAAAAAY0/CjWt8WsT1Q0/s72-c/image026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-5102242239435804573</id><published>2008-06-16T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:12:59.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life since...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suddenly felt a sting to pen some stuffs down... haha, it's been such a while. There was the end of PreU seminar... lazy to upload pictures T_T and then the many unrelentless studying that made the library my regular hangout now. Study hard, but playing hard as well!! But I think i'm quitting Cabal already, becuz.... sobs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not missing the Sec 4 class gathering as well!! Though the bunch I always mix with didn't come for various reasons, at least kat was there. haha. and the rest were rather chumm-iable. There was Mr. Toh, who initated the idea, Kat the organizer!! Chungson, James, Raymond, YewFong, Benjamin, Vannessa, Michelle, and Welsonn. &amp;amp; woah, Welsonn changed so much within a span of a year. But i'm pretty sure he will be back in shape the way he was haha. We all had dinner at Aston before heading to ECP's starbucks. And we sat there chatting for quite some time and Mr. Toh sent me kat and chungson back! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This little gathering was much less crowded cuz everyone's missing it, but well at least i'm glad I went!! Thanks Kat law!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing interesting can ever happen whilist now that i'm in the library from 10am~5pm+ almost everyday... with either huiping, or rebecca (both taking turns to take a break), or both... So that's life for me now. I just can't wait for A's to be over... jiayou all the fellow muggers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lalaa!!! Cherish YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5102242239435804573?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5102242239435804573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5102242239435804573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5102242239435804573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5102242239435804573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-since.html' title='Life since...'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-3188198670103146845</id><published>2008-05-26T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:15:47.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates &amp; more updates!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emotions this past week were one of those 'roller-coaster' kind that I'd &lt;em&gt;never &lt;/em&gt;wish to experience again! Being apart from your love one is way too much agony for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soccer finals between MJ and VJ on wednesday. Like last year, the whole school had to go down to support the team. Seems like soccer is really one of the CCAs that this school emphasized so much! Big shots! Lucky we were in the shade. Begin to dislike the sun nowadays 'cause I'm becoming tanner. And the worse thing is I look like a Malay when i'm darker, which some had already suggested. Boohoo. Anyway, before I digress further, there were indeed some spectecular goals, and savings done by MJ's keeper. And obviously luck was on our side. There was a kick which could have had been shot in by VJ, but it stroke the upper goal-post-pole! The rebounce back definitely caused an uproar on both schools. :) Felt the MJ spirit once again! haha. And it was soooo hilarious to see Huiping and Ruibei ultra overjoyed, hugging each other when the deejay announced MJ as winners! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
Pre-U Seminar Rehearsal on Thursday was far from what I'd expected. Had to wake up at 5am and reach school by 6am. Much thanks to my mum for fetching me!! Anyway, the day spelled 'relax' since duties weren't exactly duties because we were chatting away. And then came the break in which we had McDonalds!! Yummy. NTU's buildings are contrasting within themselves. Some looked really contemporary like those of SMUs' while some looked rather timeworn, though they are established in terms of reputation already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Went to Suntec with my classmates... Reb intended to look at NewUrbanMale's bag, but I guess the kinds she wanted were out of stock. To be truthful, I think NUM's stuff are seriously &lt;strong&gt;OVER&lt;/strong&gt;priced!! @_@ Anyway, we just kept walking around aimlessly............. Reached home - VIWAWA with those same girls!! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sunday, rather not talk much about it. Haha. CMI! And there was 4-Div discussion meeting in the afternoon... felt super drowsy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It's Singapore Great Sale now right?? Feel like doing some shopping but lazy hormones are pulling me back. So I went blogshop-hopping but there's really nothing nice!!!!! T_T And I didn't know 'Hoodies' are in now... haha... looks cute though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-3188198670103146845?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3188198670103146845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=3188198670103146845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3188198670103146845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3188198670103146845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/updates-more-updates.html' title='Updates &amp; more updates!!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-3438696404478134407</id><published>2008-05-18T20:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:25:17.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distraction, I need themnow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhhh!! Facing withdrawal symptoms now!! haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spent the wholeeeeeeee noon watching Chao ji xing guang da dao, and finding nice songs to hear. Jay chow has a new song - 千山万水. Bro said it's the olympic song this year, dunno if it's true. lol. And the made-famous-via-youtube-singer Marie Digby is amazing amazing amazing. I love her acoustic songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, can't wait to catch the next episode of Xing Guang. (Although I don't know where to watch alrdy.. ) Found Albert 王彦博 quite cute! haha. Esp when he was able to sing with his idol. Like small boy!! haha. Cuter than 黄靖倫 !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201691867679954706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SDAfMaQaFxI/AAAAAAAAAYc/230FjFDtB60/s200/p3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;王彦博&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think I should start on some work now... Been such an atrocious slacker today. And to think I'm still on CabalSea now. -.- Sigh. So many things on my mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-3438696404478134407?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3438696404478134407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=3438696404478134407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3438696404478134407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3438696404478134407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/distraction-i-need-themnow.html' title='Distraction, I need themnow.'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/SDAfMaQaFxI/AAAAAAAAAYc/230FjFDtB60/s72-c/p3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-8322376876288439551</id><published>2008-05-17T12:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T20:22:49.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Demise;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The wake is over but the baggage of thoughts and feelings still remain. Though I wasn't exactly close to my grandfather, still I missed him. We visited him on his last night, and upon seeing him with the respirator, taking in each breath as though the it was his last, I was consumed with fear that he'd really go. And he did 6hrs after we left. Those last moments cant seem to leave my mind. He smiled whenever my mum asked if he could recognize her. He even tried to take the respirator off his mouth so that he could talk. But he couldn't, cuz that'll definitely take him away sooner. I wonder what were his last words... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His serene smile made everything seem so peaceful... I begin to regret why haven't I spent a little more time with him. Sigh.
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They cremated him this morning. I hope he is happy, whereever he is now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I will never have to go to the crematorium again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Separation is painful. Especially perpetual ones. I just wish I don't have to say good-bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-8322376876288439551?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8322376876288439551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=8322376876288439551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8322376876288439551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8322376876288439551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/demise.html' title='Demise;'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-2843130397757053711</id><published>2008-05-04T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T21:34:57.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B'day Qinyou!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Final paper so difficult! Mixed feelings about it, no idea what I'll get. But should be can Pass =D not so suay to fail lah. Gonna have three tests consecutively - Mon, Tues, Wed. :( Hectic week not over yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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Hooked to a new game now... CabalSea. haha. Such a wrong time, but... :) Sushido still rocks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday to QINYOU (in 3 hrs time)!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glad you like the present! haha. pig! &lt;33333&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-2843130397757053711?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2843130397757053711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=2843130397757053711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2843130397757053711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2843130397757053711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-bday-qinyou.html' title='Happy B&apos;day Qinyou!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-5620693475231783510</id><published>2008-05-02T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T16:03:54.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IronMan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow's our final paper for econs! It's gonna be the last time i'm using the SMU student card to get access inside e building. haha, unless I really do make it to SMU for real next year. Still thinking* haven't found my direction yet. sad. How how? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Been pretty grouchy for the last few days and would like to thank dear qinyou for being ever so patient! thanks!! :) haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched IronMan ytd with him at the new Cathay that was opened recently at downtown east. Pretty cramped inside anyway, mostly F&amp;amp;B stores, and the ferris wheel lolol. The movie was greeeeaaaaat!! Its a very resourceful movie to begin with, and the hints of humour made the movie even better. Not the conventional kind of superhero movie (apart from Spiderman) since it also portrayed current terror issues in the Middle East. Enjoyed it! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway a big thanks to honghui for the early birthday present! =)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So the lousy feeling is gone, till nx month again? &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5620693475231783510?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5620693475231783510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5620693475231783510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5620693475231783510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5620693475231783510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/ironman.html' title='IronMan'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4008032712759412934</id><published>2008-04-27T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T12:42:07.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hiccups hiccups. The only thing i do online now is to play Viwawa's Sushido. Hardly even logging in into MSN, much less blogging. Well, seems like its the 'off' season for me, and I think it's going to be like this until I can relieve myself a little off from school work. Next week's going to be a very hectic one. Lucky for the Labour Day that will be coming up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NAPHA, Chem SPA, Maths Lecture Test and Final-Term paper for Game theory, and that marks the end of my 3months affair with h3 Econs! haha. Really fortunate to have signed up for this course since it only require such a short period, and it is not as wordy as H2 Econs. Glad. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feel like there's been alot of things weighing down on me. All kinds of issues springing up from the different facets of my life. No direction too. Why must life be so complicated? Why do some people just like to bring others down with their scornful remarks, hurting others? Argh. And the inflexibility of some is biting into me too. I'm right below, and you didn't even bother. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I wish everything would have been otherwise. They say cherish the present before they're gone. But IMO, perhaps not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-4008032712759412934?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4008032712759412934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=4008032712759412934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4008032712759412934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4008032712759412934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/weights.html' title='Weights'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7546766679943149198</id><published>2008-04-12T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T21:50:08.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PW; Rabbit jy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hohoho! Kept procrastinating my posts... Been kind of lazy these days. Hopefully it ain't becoming the cusp of a stagnated blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Got back the PW result yesterday. I must iterate what had happened. Hilarious, come to think of it. Met Michelle at Tamp before going to Whitesand's MacD at around 830am, then Loi BeiBei came. I ordered Hotcakes, and Mich stole of one (half) of mine... And beibei ordered her burger. So many Mjcians at the MacD, so the atmosphere was rather tense... And then, Mich overheard one of the meridians saying that "PW results are officially out!!" And then there was a minor scuttle as a group of them got off the table. I was only halfway through my hotcakes!! Mich kept rushing us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Quick Quick!!!!!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ruibei kept wanting to vomit while eating her burger thanks to Michelle Chua. And I had initally wanted to enjoy the sweet delights of the hotcake but I had to rush through them thanks to Michelle Chua. Hahaha. Then we rushed our food plus ice milo, board the bus, alighted at the school's busstop, and ran straight to the board!! The bubbling anxiety is at its peak la, so I heralded the run. lol. Thrilled after seeing the results. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Called Huiping since she was late. Haha. Told her the good news as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The school's PW results were great with 75% getting A's! And approximately 25% getting B's, with just a handful of C's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Went singing with dear Qinyou!! haha. Teo Heng revamped. The walls were so much nicer looking and it definitely looked less shabby. Haha. They're probably doing some branding in a bid to raise prices. -_- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, back to PW results, I must say that a 'B' isn't exactly the worse outcome. So don't give up! Don't be depress nor emo cuz it ain't worth it. Because this only spells one thing, that is to strive even harder now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Must JY ok rabbit. JY!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Let go of all the things troubling you. Learn to let your hair down and trust those around you worth trusting. And also be &lt;em&gt;truly&lt;/em&gt; happy! I agree that life becomes facile, or superficial, once we grow older, but instead of falling down which will ultimately seal our fate, we must learn to adapt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is pointless if one keeps going in circles. Looking back into the past and scouring the memories isn't a bad thing, but living in the past and not wanting to budge is another thing altogether. We should embrace the present, and cherish the things worth cherishing now before its gone in a blink of the eye, like once before. This speaks for myself too of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There's no such thing as insouciance in life. What we can do is to muster the courage to step out of the viscious cycle before everything becomes a perpetual state. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Rabbit, hope you would brace yourself up ok? "Friends" may not always be there, so ultimately you've only yourself to count on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But this is not to say that I and the few others won't be there for you! You've still got FRIENDS without the apostrophe. All you got to do is to believe in that. And it's really up to you to do so. Take care hor!! Hope you'll feel ok! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope you didn't skip lines again ah! haha. JY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-7546766679943149198?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7546766679943149198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=7546766679943149198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7546766679943149198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7546766679943149198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/pw-rabbit-jy.html' title='PW; Rabbit jy!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-5614363112941559023</id><published>2008-03-24T19:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T19:28:09.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Movies :) Watched lotsa movies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to watch "Slam" at PS with Qinyou. Guess no many would have heard of this show unless u're really a hardcore basketball fan. ^.^ So, of course, it isn't me who suggested watching this!! haha. And the arcade's so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today had to go back to school for one period of Econs lecture.. Classmates and I went TM to watch Step up 2, with the triple snacks in hand - Ruffles, Nachos, and Popcorns. hoho. I still think Nacho's Cheese plus Ruffles CHEESE is still the best, but they wanted Sour &amp;amp; Cream... Dont think it goes well with the cheese la. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Visisted the washroom, then we headed to another theatre!! Which wasn't right... It was showing Vantage point. Great movie, better than step up. haha. Although I have to admit the dance was "wow wow wow".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we went to the foodcourt, and played a few hands of ___ and the FoodCourt manager spoke a few words and we headed elsewhere for a very satisfying yet time-wasting afternoon. ^^ gotta go back on track before I lose myself again... good luck to everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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H3 Econs Mid-term next week :@:@ oh man. Buck up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5614363112941559023?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5614363112941559023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5614363112941559023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5614363112941559023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5614363112941559023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/movies.html' title='Movies:)'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4874323276116429373</id><published>2008-03-20T14:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T15:44:57.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;MBT's over!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT WAS an intensively drilling week. Time for a short break before we get back on pace with the line of tutorials and revisions. Haha. What a year it'll be! I guess the worse result I'll see again is for Chemistry, and then for GP. Maths and Physics were challenging, but I think they're still quite manageable. =D Econs also okay la, case studies' marks unpredictable one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I thought everything was fine now. But it seems that new problems keep surfacing, and the old ones status quo. The nightmares become reality, and the dreams remain as just ... dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had a really soothing dream last night... Sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One thing good about dreams is that they give you a new lease of hope, especially so at the moment when you just woke up from it. However, it's but a momentary one that engulfs you for just a second or two. And when reality kicks in, those hopes come spiralling down... making you feel even worse than before. Dread those times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feel like I've just reached a dead-end. So I've evaluated the cause of the problem, and the reason of the cause, and I've speak to ... about it, and....... what's next ?.?.?.?.?.? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol... This is like holding the keys to a treasure box, and fervently searching for it everywhere. And at long last, I finally found the locked up fortune, I realise that I've lost those keys. Stuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ok its crazy to be thinking of such hypothetical instances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so contradicting sometimes... Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So, as we grow, the things that happen arnd us become somehow less innocent, and in a sense less pure than before. I keep having the feeling that there has been a lack of sincerity everywhere, not saying there's none la. Perhaps it's the transition to adulthood, when we begin to see things beyond just the superficial level. Dread dread dread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Arghh, yes pessimism again. Yes yes stress is amounting from the different banks of life. Better stop whining for now.
Watching THE LEAP YEARS with Reb, and Mich later! Lag for a month. lol. I bet it's a really nice movie. Skipping dinner for GV's Nachos plus CHEESE. Trim eyebrows!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-4874323276116429373?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4874323276116429373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=4874323276116429373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4874323276116429373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4874323276116429373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/emotional-entry.html' title='Emotional entry'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-5803974669094988841</id><published>2008-03-09T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:01:59.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jiayou dear'/><title type='text'>Chinese Alvl result sucked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay okay, guess I won't wait till after the Block Tests to blog again... gotta let out some of the restive spirit in me! Have been preparing for GP the whole of today... and I'm really getting sick of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Friday, we got back our chinese A level result and... to my utter disappointment, I got a C grade. Thoroughly upset about it... But I've got to thank the few of my classmates for making the effort to try make me laugh despite my tears. haha!! Thank you all alot! And to Qinyou too for calling. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Felt bad knowing that I've let down my fav chinese teacher xie lao shi. He told me he expected better... and.. well. Will most probably resit for the paper... yes, at the expense of the time that I can do studying my other subjects. But it's a test of mental strength once again. And the ability to manage my time... Nevertheless, conviction is still the greatest power for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gee, it's chinese all over again!!!! ahhh! hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There are tonnes to update, seriously! But I don't know how or where to start. Watched PS ILU =)), and then there was the ASD dance which was ages ages ago.. and the post-ASD celebration... they were great. and then all the hullabaloos over tests... lousy marks once again, especially for Maths. And everything seemed to take its toll upon me last Monday (after hectic weekends after weekends). I remembered the mounting tutorials and assignments owed, and not preparing for tests blaaaahhh and I woke up Tuesday morning feeling like I should have just died. That was how stressed out I was... but like I said, it's over... got back on track the very next day and i'm feeling good from then till now. (minus the chinese result part of course)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, and yah about the sea-sick part.. accompanied hui to her friend's birthday 'party' which was literally on the bobbing sea. Felt so uncomfortable after just 10mins on the yacht. Ate like what, two satay sticks and I couldn't let anymore stuff in. or else I'll well be throwing up. Lol. And then they cruise along the Stjohn's and other *idunnotheirnames* islands for about half an hour. And the only time I felt pretty comfortable was when I'm lying down, facing up into the skies. Man, the stars were aplenty... plastered all over... A pity I don't know any constellations other than the Orion which Clara told me like over a year ago.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, it was a yacht 'party' at one of the clubs in Sentosa. Very luxurious from what I heard from hui... so this is what you'll get on your 21st year old birthday if you're the son/daughter of a (perhaps) a multi-millionaire. A life a tad too high for me I suppose! Gotta thank her mum for fetching me home... I was, entirely, dead beat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shall end here... Arhh, still feeling abit.. dissatisfed... over my Chinese result. Sob! C for Chinese!!
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5803974669094988841?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5803974669094988841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5803974669094988841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5803974669094988841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5803974669094988841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/chinese-alvl-result-sucked.html' title='Chinese Alvl result sucked'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-855630887502685276</id><published>2008-02-23T22:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T22:56:06.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BDAY PINGY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R8AxicKi8UI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Fd8GWl5z278/s1600-h/Image032_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy B'day Pingy!!
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Wanted to surprise her by putting her present in the locker... and let her think that we didn't buy any presents for her... but, our plan was given away during morning assembly lah! thanks to quo sien. But nevertheless, quite fun trying to pretend... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;uhhmmm, ruibei must sit properly!! And stop pinching my nose!! Pain man. !!! haha.&lt;/p&gt;
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Headed to Teo Heng to sing song again! Really very cheap. 20 bucks for 3 hrs in a large room. heee. Shan't post any pics of singing here. We all look so unglam... thanks to the old clothings we had to wear over our uniform... because they don't allow schooling kids in actually. =S &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was h3 lesson again!! Gosh, it's really confusing. And to think me, sien and mich didn't do our first assignment!!!!! @#$%^&amp;amp;*( Like, the professor was so unclear in what he wants and when to hand in... Gosssssh. Is it going to be like this all the way in University? Scary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
After lessons, stayed awhile in the school with Mich and do my Nitrogen Cpd tutorial... manage to do only 1 qn cuz apparently i got distracted by the incessant flow of passerbys... some very interesting ones indeed. haha. Wanted to go watch PS I love you lah, but to our very much dismay, both GV and Cathay were already full-housed! So we headed to PS's arcade and played this really fun game. hahaha. Pretty hot afterwards, from the excitement. Guilty le... i can imagine all the 'white' periods cancelling by themselves... sad... n i'm still blogging... gotta go~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TMR's a really long day... ASD meeting, 4-Div meeting, and then some campaign thingy i dunno what... errr, and then FINALLY getting to meet qinyou after 10 long days... Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-855630887502685276?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/855630887502685276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=855630887502685276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/855630887502685276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/855630887502685276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-bday-pingy.html' title='HAPPY BDAY PINGY'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R8AwbsKi8QI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kxcuMIdcZus/s72-c/Image028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4519525780775893822</id><published>2008-02-19T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:00:27.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不想懂得</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember reading off somewhere that “song lyrics seem to be able to express our state of mind...” especially when the heart is most vulnerable, maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not exactly exactly, but no doubt you begin to 'feel' for the song somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;不想懂得&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- 张韶涵&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;当世界 不知不觉的变了 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;有时候 我怀念以前的我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;做的梦 虽然远远的 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;想像 是一种快乐 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;拥有了 同时也失去什么 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;而眷恋 原来会带来软弱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;你让我在雾里成熟 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;心开始曲折 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我不想舍得 不想懂得 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;是谁惹谁 言不由衷 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;说谎伤害 都是不安犯的错 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;怕抱不紧什么 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我不想舍得 不想懂得 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;谁说割爱 才更深刻 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;彼此依赖 是爱不是负荷 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;能握着手 就是感动的 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;
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&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beginning to love Angela's songs now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-4519525780775893822?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4519525780775893822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=4519525780775893822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4519525780775893822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4519525780775893822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='不想懂得'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-1286060740728316869</id><published>2008-02-16T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T23:34:33.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First lesson @ SMU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks dear for the self-baked cookies, the miniature roses and the yet-to-be-done cap!! Half a post solely to credit &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. I wish you can be less busy man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
First h3 econs lesson at SMU! Abit confusing, the professor keeps jumping here and there... but he's engaging though. haha. and Sien thinks he's charming!! Hee. Gotta buy the textbook. So expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Talking abt Sien, she very pro ah. Ask me to take bus with her back to Tamp... waited approx 20 mins for the bus at Dhoby Ghaut... Sien dropped off first... by then it was already 35mins through the ride... and then two stops later, and to my unpleasure, the bus driver got up and said "last stop already" before the bus reached the interchange. So i had to walk two busstops to reach interchange. haha. Sien pro lor!! Mich, shld had listen to you and take the train. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky my movie showtime was changed or I'll be very late!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Caught Jay's movie for the 2nd time becuz mybrothoughtihadn'twatchedblahblahandothercommunicationbreakdown... and so me kat stan yuan watched the Kungfu Dunk again. Ok luh, funny again.. laughed at the same parts... and haha... basically wasted money!! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ok back to GP's Globalisation................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-1286060740728316869?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1286060740728316869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=1286060740728316869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1286060740728316869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1286060740728316869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-lesson-smu.html' title='First lesson @ SMU'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-784636825827017877</id><published>2008-02-15T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T21:40:41.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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It's been long! An update before the dust starts stacking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CNY!! 1st and 2nd Day is relative-visiting day... The usual routine of fretting over the Chinese greetings. Uh, yah, and the red packets (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3rd day is friend-visiting day! Few of us went to Ping's hse first... played Big2!! And Bridge! Haha. Fun, if played without money... cuz whenever money is at stake, I LOSE. Lousy luck... first time gambling during CNY u know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tried fruitlessly to take some pictures in ping's room using the self-timer mode of my phone. But it always seem like there's smth obstructing! One moment ping steps reb's foot and she starts screaming and everyout burst, another moment the phone drop cuz I was too rough... lol very funny lah.
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Then they came to my house, which was the original agenda cuz my dad ordered that festive meal from KFC and asked us to invite some frens over... haha... :) Of cuz, played more Daidee-and-bridge. Fun=) Tried BlackJack but I really have no idea how to go about playing it. Take some more pictures, this time not self-timer le... Credits to Engliang! After which was pooling at Safra. They wanted to sing initially, but fully booked la... expected. :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bro and his friends~~ stan n liang. Credits to me.
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Fourth Day visit my ah gong at the old folk's home... He became much weaker than the last time I saw him.... gee, scary sometimes... the human life cycle. I just hope for the best. Watched KungFu Dunk with Qinyou too. Can't say the show's on par with 'Secrets', but it certainly has its funny, and touching bit to it. Not forgetting the twist as well! lol. Lame show but worth watching, at least that's how I feel!! &lt;/p&gt;
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So, the CNY week's over... comes the exciting week as well since Valentine's arnd the corner. Must really thank MICHELLE CHUA QIU MIN ah. Went shopping tgthr, looking for the perfect gift, buying the materials to make the cutest card... haha. Thanks lah you! Esp on Wed, make u walk with me for 2 hrs plus... SEE, I creditted you here! U sure thick skin again!! But nevermind. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167194145409921250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R7WPssKi8OI/AAAAAAAAAXU/snOJPWf8uBM/s200/Image012_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I look so funny here -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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Oh, compass Elective was fun. I joined IQ+EQ=AQ? .. lol!! Support Mr Neo! He's really great teacher... =) The concern he shows to his students is certainly beyond a doubt!!&lt;em&gt; If only ...... .. .. . .. ..... .......&lt;/em&gt; but things won't always go your way though, so how? Live with it, and make the best out of it!!
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah, and our GP tutor made us stay back to watch a movie on Valentines. "Notebook"! Great romance movie... worth the watch!! So touching luh... the twist, and the cliche (in a good way) plot. mmmmmm =)
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Had to leave earlier though because time's running late... Ah ha. WAS Really excited!!! until something happened that really didn't make the day as good as I expected. Shan't elaborate much! Only wished that this important day could had restarted and hopefully things would turn out for the better. But, impossible... haha. how? &lt;em&gt;live with it lor... &lt;/em&gt;THANKS for the gifts dear!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


Also, gotta thank everyone (IN 07S411) for the gifts, if any!!!! The chocolates and sweets were overwhelming. Ate so much. Didn't know that the few of my classmates could be so thoughtful... and that Louis's SUSHI. lol! Can you imagine a guy making sushis for everyone!! haha. Such a gentleman!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh and Edwin made me go "!!!". lol! Such a surprise. thanks mister. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So the day of celebrating love's for the year's over... wow, it's more than valentines to me though. I feel like I've got nothing much to look forward to now, except for more tests and exams and sch stuff. Sigh~~~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


That probably summed up the past few weeks... =) the anxiety, excitement, and everything... it was great! I love my classmates!!!!!!!!!
Tmr's first lesson at SMU! Wish me luck~~~~ *prays*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-784636825827017877?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/784636825827017877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=784636825827017877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/784636825827017877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/784636825827017877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-been-long-update-before-dust-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R7WKGcKi8KI/AAAAAAAAAW0/HuUPjzcCmxk/s72-c/Image016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-9144426756180059714</id><published>2008-02-06T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:25:38.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The week before CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh here's some random photos I took during the first two weeks of my new HP~~ It's the music phone nokia 5610... Yah I know, pretty common. i've been seeing it almost everywhere... But not only camera's good, the song quality is superb, and even the price also super good! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163862975612684098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R6m6BFovh0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/8IUZJIXXEQw/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R6m7KFovh-I/AAAAAAAAAWM/fNKZr2cJ49k/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163864229743134690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R6m7KFovh-I/AAAAAAAAAWM/fNKZr2cJ49k/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and mich during road race. Abit late~~ haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163862992792553314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R6m6CFovh2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZYILQeDoOW4/s320/Image018_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R6m6llovh5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/sYKGev8Tc1Y/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163862997087520626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R6m6CVovh3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/V5gg5raU6fQ/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163863001382487938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R6m6Clovh4I/AAAAAAAAAVc/qmH4AmKU05M/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Scandalous pair. Consult tchr also must be tgthr... eeeeks. lol... the height difference...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R6m6l1ovh6I/AAAAAAAAAVs/2ZG-u7WBsSA/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163863606972876706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R6m6l1ovh6I/AAAAAAAAAVs/2ZG-u7WBsSA/s320/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I DIDNT know Sien so pro-individualist! Use my phone n take herself. I didn't even know until I scoured through my Gallery... haha!! Can advertise for Colgate White le...
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So anyway, school is really getting hectic... busy busy. Tests, quiz, assignments, tutorials, CNY rehearsal, they're all hoarding up my free time! Finally they're over ( I mean CNY )... the rest, maybe in 9 months time.
Quite satisfied with my Chemistry organic test. At least I'm more than sure I'll improve from the previous one. Being well-prepare is the utmost key!! Maths also. Arh, so Physics test next week... And I really don't have any inkling on COE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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Yesterday, ping me reb went to City Plaza to do some rather last minute shoppings. Good deals we got there!! Haha. And then I reached home and realised my online shopping package is here... lucky it wasn't a hoax or what (cuz I paid first). So that's good for a first time!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

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Today had to report school by 6.45am. Met up Yunling at 6.30 at the MRT. I'm like dragging a dead tired body along to school... really tired. Reb was late for an hour, pro her!! And then CO was the last item so we really had nothing much to do except to slack and stuff... played a few games of dai-dee... My luck's really really good la!! Haha!! Weeee, kept winning most of the time.
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So after CNY celebration, met up with a few of our classmates then we went to Whitesand's foodcourt... played daidee again!! Ruibei and Rebecca = CARD-ADDICTED. Luck wasn't as great... haha, but still passable. Mr Neo was there and he so enthu, wanted to take photo with us. Shall upload here if he does successfully mail us the photos! After that, we headed to City Plaza again cuz Jiawen wanted to buy the pants me n ping bought ytd. (It's cheap n nice!) But to our expected dismay, the shop was close... Headed down to Bugis with the intention of getting a white cardigan for myself. But but we walked like at least 3 times up and down and I just couldn't find the kind I liked so in the end, I went hope empty-handed. Lucky for Jiawen n ping... able to get their stuffs. haha.

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Last Sat, spent my whole day to finish up Mr Neo's 39 math question (supposedly holiday hw) homework... And then Kat came over, then Stan too. We wanted to watch movie, but I don't know why in the end we didn't. Sad. "27 Dresses" not say very girly what, it's a comedy, no?
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Sunday wanted to go see Jay Chou at Bugis Square!! Sigh, but in the end we didn't. because it was raining and all the umbrellas were high up. I couldn't see anything on stage at all.. :( :( Once in a life time opportunity?? Maybe not, hopefully there'll be a chance again. haha. Me and dear shopped... walked for a few hrs, and then we went to get a haircut. *Okay, my hair less grassy le, thank u very much Huiping. =))*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;No more, no more arguings :(&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-9144426756180059714?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9144426756180059714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=9144426756180059714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/9144426756180059714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/9144426756180059714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/week-before-cny.html' title='The week before CNY'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R6m6BFovh0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/8IUZJIXXEQw/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4067263499643648357</id><published>2008-01-31T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:10:06.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMU Matriculation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;School as usual.............. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had road race last Saturday, after which went out with a few classmates to downtown for lunch. Headed home and met up with hui. Very long never see her le! Walked arnd TM and went to see that "Yi nan wang" star.. Bet no one knows him. lol.
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Today was matriculation day! Have been waiting for this for quite a long time. Me, mich, sien and zhiming got to skip Compass lessons and headed for SMU's adminstrative building. So many Hua Zhong students!! Did all the admin stuff and then they took a photo of us individually... We're gonna get the SMU student card! So cool!! :) Can't wait for classes to start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-4067263499643648357?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4067263499643648357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=4067263499643648357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4067263499643648357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4067263499643648357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/smu-matriculation.html' title='SMU Matriculation'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7435744970789407799</id><published>2008-01-21T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:04:21.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School, life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went singing with my classmates on Saturday. So fun! Haha... Singing is addictive. And I can't wait to hear Mich singing!! Awesome =) But I don't we're going any soon, what with all the tutorials!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talking about school, Maths tutorials are the best. Our pace is among the fastest, and I'm still doing fine with the integration. Lol. Gotta buck up for past topics (ESP CHEM!!)... Really hadn't spend my holidays fruitfully.
And next Thursday is coming!! Matriculation as a SMU student haha! So cool. We get to be official SMU students for 3 months... :)
And I can't wait for A levels. Today we kept talking about what we're gonna do by then... Work, SHOP, Hair-issue, contacts... So many to look forward to. Just like how it was before O levels... But then holidays came and went and I was in JC 1 in just a blink of eye. This time it's gonna be different though... It's going to be a 8 months long holiday!! Yay! Go Genting again probably!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

Okay end here... Sorry for the sporadic posts...and short one at that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS: Gonna buy new HP soon! W910i!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-7435744970789407799?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7435744970789407799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=7435744970789407799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7435744970789407799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7435744970789407799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-life.html' title='School, life.'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4338803875124758410</id><published>2008-01-07T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:50:44.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J1 Orientation 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Orientation for the J1's over!! And I'm not at all regretting joining as an OGL. Haha. Cuz the orientation rocks!! Especially during MMM, which seriously made me chao tah. My face is already peeling a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not to forget my OG Phobos 5 was great with all the different funny enthu kinds of individuals... ^.^ They make a great class I can see. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Orientation just makes me reminise alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About how time flies and everything... gee. A year's gone... And very soon, I'll be blogging again on this date 2009. O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Back to school today. I'm like so lost, and loads to catch up for homework... Only myself to blame. It's never too late though, going to rush it all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I missed out alot of days ( I mean blogging ). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been to Escape last Monday I think. So many rides closed, probably that's why we can get in at 7 bucks. Best part is the blue n pink bear bear that Qinyou won from the water shooting game. haha. Bullying small kids only. And then there was countdown. Wished it had been celebrated differently though, but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then on Saturday a few of my friends came over to play Gachapon! If you Maple, you'll know what's that. All of us spent a total of $80+ for A-Cash. And to our initial dismay, we thought we couldn't 'earn' enough game mesos to recoup our real cash. But in the end, the unexpected came and yes we did earn!! yay!! Okay, guess most people won't even catch anything that I've just said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ahh, nothing much already... lol. Tmr's someone's birthday, and tmr's tmr is someone's elses birthday!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rebecca's ultra excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-4338803875124758410?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4338803875124758410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=4338803875124758410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4338803875124758410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4338803875124758410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/j1-orientation-08.html' title='J1 Orientation 08'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-6836004779803050134</id><published>2007-12-27T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T20:13:26.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X'mas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boxing Day's over, so is Christmas!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we ate turkey until we (at least me) were terribly filled after the second round. Drank the sparkling wine which I think stan and engliang brought over. Nice nice. Alcohol content : 0% always taste the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Phoebe came late... Mum gave her too much MEAT. And we seriously binge on plain meat with no carbo at all... So salty. She brought over some Ceramel Chocolatey taste wine which was 17% alcoholic!! Uhm I don't know what's high but this one tasted real nice first sip, but the after-taste was eww... Kinda burn (not literally) my throat. The rest of them went down to play some basketball, stayed with Phoebe as she ate and then we talked... haha! It's been long since a solid catch-up. Later was a little Maplestory time too. I still keep reminiscing about the past where all of us were playing... so fun la. Now everyone's so busy. Whenever I login, buddy list is no longer at all lively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

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Christmas Day was bland and partly ruined. Stayed home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Could had been otherwise... Sigh. But things happen for a reason I guess. Although still, I don't know how I could have been stood up. Still pretty agonized. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess independence is really vital if one wants to be really happy... Being too dependent on just one person would only bring you misery... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Argh, all just easy talk.. -.-

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was admin day for the freshmen J1s... Woke up at 6am!! The first in many. Sigh so exhausted still... Guess I'll be sleeping pretty early tonight, or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

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Feel slightly elated right now too! I won't be alone when I'm going SMU for H3 econs next year... MICHELLE IS IN TOO!! Same class!! (I mean if she accepts the offer la, HOPE SHE WOULD!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG I'm so glad... Sien bu yao jealous okay... ^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-6836004779803050134?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6836004779803050134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6836004779803050134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6836004779803050134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6836004779803050134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas.html' title='X&apos;mas.'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7288576498542177302</id><published>2007-12-23T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T20:03:23.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas, yet to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hadn't blog properly since days.. Time to devote some time here. Haha. I've nothing much to update about my life, just living as the days go. And christmas is coming way too soon for me! Because the pile of homework's still, uhm, un-piled. That means this last week of holidays is going to be a busy one for me. Sobs. Blame myself for hooking up onto Maplestory.
Christmas' weather is here as well... The cold is getting into me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Movies are kind of an indispensable issue for most these days. Caught "The Warlord" like over a week ago which was really great I think, at least better than Huo Yuan Jia. Haha... Cinemas nowadays are less stringent with the NC16 thingy. They don't need two i/cs to purchase a pair of NC16 movie tickets now... That's unfair, it wasn't like this when I was yet 16! Also, caught "The Tattooist" back some time and "National Treasure" today... Nice shows although the former was pretty gory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many nice exciting shows to come but I don't know if I can afford the time. :( Blahh, tomorrow's Turkey time! haha! Never tried turkey in my whole life before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmmm, just some food for thought, there's some tradition somewhere where people don't eat meat during Christmas eve... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok tata and merry x'mas!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-7288576498542177302?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7288576498542177302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=7288576498542177302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7288576498542177302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7288576498542177302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-yet-to-come.html' title='Christmas, yet to come'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-6096596159470365254</id><published>2007-12-16T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T03:19:04.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-6096596159470365254?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6096596159470365254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6096596159470365254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6096596159470365254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6096596159470365254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-5749263185022951636</id><published>2007-12-10T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T11:40:45.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting trip!! Photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;Weee, first day was sleeping in the afternoon for a good 4 hours. Refreshing sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;Then we went shopping!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R14FeXKoxNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qwA4jGo555E/s1600-h/genting+trip+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142553843676529874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R14FeXKoxNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qwA4jGo555E/s320/genting+trip+182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R14FeXKoxOI/AAAAAAAAAUs/2GSiVKHYKKY/s1600-h/genting+trip+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142553843676529890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R14FeXKoxOI/AAAAAAAAAUs/2GSiVKHYKKY/s320/genting+trip+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R14FenKoxPI/AAAAAAAAAU0/KHK6iJ3EsGI/s1600-h/genting+trip+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142553847971497202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R14FenKoxPI/AAAAAAAAAU0/KHK6iJ3EsGI/s320/genting+trip+183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And to the arcade!
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R11yQHKoxKI/AAAAAAAAAUM/TARpK8J8jJ4/s1600-h/genting+trip+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142391970654110882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R11yQHKoxKI/AAAAAAAAAUM/TARpK8J8jJ4/s320/genting+trip+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R11xSXKoxEI/AAAAAAAAATc/M30WGn1qMCI/s1600-h/genting+trip+217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142390909797188674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R11xSXKoxEI/AAAAAAAAATc/M30WGn1qMCI/s320/genting+trip+217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the hotel lift :) On our way back to room..&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142391420898296946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R11xwHKoxHI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ilWl8bW0FVM/s320/genting+trip+186.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cup noodles for first night!! hahaha!
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2nd day was spent playing PhotoHunt. So FUN! And then bowling, and play pool... And shopping! No pics lol!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;




&lt;div align="center"&gt;3rd Day!!&lt;/div&gt;




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Stayed in room till 12pm++ cuz it was raining. The downpour kinda ruined our plans for the day, which was to go to the Outdoor Theme Park early. We waited till the rain stopped...
Meanwhile, we girls took so many funny photos! HAHA!!
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guang Liang was at Genting for his qian chang hui... we all went to kaypoh after buying movie tickets... Hehe. He looks nice-looking with his western suit on. Haha. ^.^&lt;/div&gt;







&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then off we went to the Outdoor Theme Park!&lt;/div&gt;







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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chong and Chong!!!
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Having fun at the Merry-Go-Round. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;












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Splendid sight! Especially from afar... Pictures just don't give enough justice to it's splendour!!

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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last photo at the Outdoor Theme Park and off we ran too meet my mum for dinner :)
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Done with the Outdoor Theme Park, it's Indoor time!!!&lt;/div&gt;
















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&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of us caught a midnight movie - The Golden Compass after which. The tickets so cheap! 11RM only... That brings us less than SGD$5.00. !!! The show was okay lah, a little too deep for me though, as in there were some parts that were rather un-understandable to me. Then all of us played Ass**** dai dee... Haha! Fun fun!!! I was mostly commoner... :) Better than being an ass**** ... Then there was a scandal... gosh!! Oh, one thing to point out, M'sia shows really nice movies - For one, 13 Going on 30, and Poiseidon. Niceeeeeeeeeee!!! =) Even in the weeee hours, we still get to watch a nice show. Slept at 4am that night.
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talking about moral obligations here... No basic manners at all, really, some people.
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Coach ride took a gruelling 9 hours!!! Thanks to traffic jam and a delay before the ride took off. Reached SG at 12am when normally it could had been 9-10pm. Reached home at 1am. That's madness. The bumpy ride made me vomit in the coach... ewwwwwwwww. But at least the sensation after vomitting was pretty soothing and comfortable. Haha ok, disgusting.









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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5749263185022951636?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5749263185022951636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5749263185022951636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5749263185022951636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5749263185022951636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/genting-trip-photos.html' title='Genting trip!! Photos!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/R14FeXKoxNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qwA4jGo555E/s72-c/genting+trip+182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-6881994253928177991</id><published>2007-12-09T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T21:23:46.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moral, or not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moral obligations, isn't there any of its existance in this world anymore? Or at least in the world that I see through this pair of eyes? Maybe this is life, moulding me into someone not like I was. I've gotten a taste of it too many a time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;More about Genting trip soon!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-6881994253928177991?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6881994253928177991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6881994253928177991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6881994253928177991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6881994253928177991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/moral-or-not.html' title='Moral, or not.'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-3722465885220457611</id><published>2007-11-27T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T22:41:07.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm done with my blog-break!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a post before I go on my mini hiatus again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back from OGL camp... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The camp was not really up to my expectation but I sure did learn some things and had fun all the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WnW was dull for me though... I mean I didn't participate in the games cuz I was an i/c... that's why it was pretty dull! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate sleeping times cuz the tables are so hard! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate bathing times cuz we have to queue!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I hate cleaning toilets cuz *OMGOSH look at all the hairs*!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I got dripping wet during toilet cleaning instead of WnW thanks to some people... lol!!!! Dripped all the way home.... la la la... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Another reason that made me stay away from Blogger.com is because I'm hooked, once again, to MapleStory! HAHA. I'm seriously Buddy-less except for my brother and Huiping, so if you play &lt;strong&gt;Bootes&lt;/strong&gt; server add me! &lt;em&gt;StarriezQooo&lt;/em&gt;... ^.^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay I'm going to be so free soon. Tmr's last day of work, or maybe as of today. Perhaps there'll be more stuff to do but I doubt so. Yay!! Finally gonna be freeed from my daily routine and the long-awaited pay is nearing.... YAY! Who wants $1 bubble tea??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-3722465885220457611?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3722465885220457611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=3722465885220457611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3722465885220457611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3722465885220457611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-2350856948478186446</id><published>2007-11-16T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T00:10:47.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Probably Look Younger Than Your Age&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyoulookyouragequiz/younger.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;
You live a healthy lifestyle and know how to take care of yourself.
You'll probably have a youthful glow for many years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyoulookyouragequiz/"&gt;Do You Look Your Age?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Did a whole lot others 'blogthings' but I'm really really really lazy to paste them here. Haha!! Ok call me boring. Aiye. Today's just another 'yesterday'. If you get what I mean, it means it's a daily routine all over!! I've gotta stay on... sigh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Weekends would be a whole different thing now. Kind of dislike weekdays... :( But at least this won't be the case when the end of the month comes... heh heh... Long-awaited pay would be here!! Lalalalaaaa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Craving for pastamania...!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Craving for more concern!!
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-2350856948478186446?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2350856948478186446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=2350856948478186446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2350856948478186446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2350856948478186446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-1077545199547480726</id><published>2007-11-15T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T22:03:25.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not in TM!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was verrrrry disappointed initially but took it in my stride as I gradually lost my concentration to the flood of numbers&amp;amp;alphabets (Doing Data Entry when I found out the news :( )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Anyway, there's one thing I'm really tired about. All the deceptions going around in my life, ok not exactly mine only that is. The neverending facades mount up to a horrendous experience I must say. It becomes such a stigma already... to the fact that avoiding seemed the best way. It all could have been otherwise if only you didn't expect the whole world to change for you. I might be greatly mistaken, but that would mean I'm not alone with the illusion. Many masks ... almost spoilt for choice as to which one I prefer better. And, I hate vulgarities... sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-1077545199547480726?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1077545199547480726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=1077545199547480726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1077545199547480726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1077545199547480726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/sigh_15.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-3741664640767405561</id><published>2007-11-14T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:44:46.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The days are getting bland as it is... Won't be able to work with my friends! Sigh. I've become a slave to the pay &amp;amp; commitment now. Feel bad if I say I'd quit. :'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-3741664640767405561?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3741664640767405561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=3741664640767405561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3741664640767405561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3741664640767405561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/days-are-getting-bland-as-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7010700028412712044</id><published>2007-11-11T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T23:00:04.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched "&lt;em&gt;Game Plan"&lt;/em&gt; at Cathay yesterday with Qinyou. So hilarious!! Hehehehehe. It's been a long time since I watched a really good comedy movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Stupid is a mean word&lt;/em&gt;!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Watched another movie today as well with yuan, kat, stanley. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Stardust"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frankly speaking, the title isn't at all appealing... much less the summary publicized in the GV webbie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then, it was another good movie nevertheless!! =) Of magical ravings and fantasy... Nice, quite a fresh movie for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After which, we went to play the ever so groundbreaking basketball!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(My brother did his PW on the founder of basketball... HAHAHA) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So fun. I kept scoring that's why it's fun... heh heh. Anyway, thanks Stan for coming!! And Kat for asking!! haha. Play often! Hope there's still some hope for my height... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Back to mundane weekdays after such a wacky long weekend. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-7010700028412712044?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7010700028412712044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=7010700028412712044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7010700028412712044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7010700028412712044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/weekends.html' title='Weekends'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-9128511814703367324</id><published>2007-11-11T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T00:52:21.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;That shall be it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-9128511814703367324?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9128511814703367324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=9128511814703367324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/9128511814703367324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/9128511814703367324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/that-shall-be-it.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-3640615841243981163</id><published>2007-11-08T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T23:28:14.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parkway &amp; Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's so unexpected. Louis suddenly suggested the beach and there we went!!!! Weeeeeeeeeeee.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RzMoSs0EUxI/AAAAAAAAALc/oaYyUb-T9Ks/s1600-h/SP_A0498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130488702237430546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RzMoSs0EUxI/AAAAAAAAALc/oaYyUb-T9Ks/s320/SP_A0498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Early dinner at LJS first though... (sian) &lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went parkway to buy __________ present. &lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh no, we &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suck&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Beach Rendezvous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RzMoS80EUyI/AAAAAAAAALk/9Bb6MRy6N1s/s1600-h/SP_A0521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130488706532397858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RzMoS80EUyI/AAAAAAAAALk/9Bb6MRy6N1s/s320/SP_A0521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (omg) Louis one leg step two boat lah. First rabbit, then bottle. God.
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RzMoS80EUzI/AAAAAAAAALs/n2OvUCgGJTg/s1600-h/SP_A0516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130488706532397874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RzMoS80EUzI/AAAAAAAAALs/n2OvUCgGJTg/s320/SP_A0516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

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&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looks Gay. But thanks. For carrying our bags -___-
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RzMoTM0EU0I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Xat7kPwP1oI/s1600-h/SP_A0512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130488710827365186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RzMoTM0EU0I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Xat7kPwP1oI/s320/SP_A0512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130491403771859810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RzMqv80EU2I/AAAAAAAAAME/6dK-Vjzg3EQ/s320/SP_A0508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Act cute girls!! (They shout: NO, WE'RE CUTE!)

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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group photos!! Hahaha. 1...2....3...... *nth happen*
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only I was brave enough to take off my slippers and wade through the sand.
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Cotton candy dam sweet.
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Bye! Yay tmr's gonna be so fun! NO WORK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-3640615841243981163?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3640615841243981163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=3640615841243981163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3640615841243981163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3640615841243981163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/parkway-beach.html' title='Parkway &amp; Beach'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RzMoSs0EUxI/AAAAAAAAALc/oaYyUb-T9Ks/s72-c/SP_A0498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-1457470851652811335</id><published>2007-11-06T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:41:00.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Working was dull... Data-entrying. Gosh, do I really want to work in an office next time? T_T I don't want to be cooped up all day long... But I don't want to have to meet people constantly though. What do I want??!! Such a dilema.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I feel so distant from you. You just aren't the same. Why do people change overtime? I don't see any point... :( And there's no use mourning cuz .... it ain't ur fault, n there's nth tt can be done to clear the gaps btwn us anymore.. aye... rambling... crap... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Happie birthday Rabbit! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-1457470851652811335?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1457470851652811335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=1457470851652811335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1457470851652811335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1457470851652811335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-6183831968230219273</id><published>2007-11-04T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:57:59.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My face's flushing now... I get red easily. I just spent about half an hour under the noon sun and I'm red. =( Had to go Bishan Stadium at 10am today... So far. Practice some cheers to cheer during the soccer match next Saturday. I dont know anyone lah. T_T Went for lunch with yuan at J8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And then uhm, after that went out with _________ to Suntec. Walked so long... sigh sigh. Feet hurts. Bought some stuffs... hahaha. And then went home and plunge onto bed for a good 1 hour++. So tiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Kinda feel abit nervous about work tomorrow... But, I'm gonna still have to be brave and face it alone. Life, that's life. No one's gonna be there for you all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
HAPPY B'DAY FangLi and Harold!! =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-6183831968230219273?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6183831968230219273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6183831968230219273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6183831968230219273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6183831968230219273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/stale.html' title='Stale'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-2142262786050250417</id><published>2007-11-01T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T19:28:37.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oral Presentation is over and done with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything seems to be in a blur now.. I suppose human beings tend to erase stressful situations from our memories easily... Haha. Nevertheless, it was really a once in a life time experience!! I found it rather fun actually, but that is irregarding the unrelentless thumping of the heart of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The presentation was fine... didn't really trip over much of my words. And QnA wasn't that scary afterall... heh heh!! Okay OP's OVER! I&amp;amp;R now. And then working... and then OGL camp, and then Genting trip with frens! Can't wait!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOT forgetting O2jamming ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-2142262786050250417?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2142262786050250417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=2142262786050250417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2142262786050250417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2142262786050250417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/oral-presentation-is-over-and-done-with.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-9073949134575356489</id><published>2007-10-30T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T12:09:54.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chi As</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more chinese!! Ever, ever, ever!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was A level Chinese exam... And that marks the end of my chinese learning journey. haha. Don't think I'll touch the subject in University anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;


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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The paper was quite okay. I think I didn't screw up my Chinese compo like I did during Promos... and Paper 2 was so-so. Just the the topic that came out was rather surprising. haha. But at least, easy to understand! The MCQs for the compre section was hard. T_T All's over. No more Chinese... No more. I'm not gonna retake!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;




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Had OP dry run after the paper... &lt;div align="center"&gt;After which, had some OGL meeting with my group to come up with the icebreakers. haha. Rather lame but at least it's something! And then joined Si En at the library to write my script into the cue cards... Haven't finish... yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;




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Then we headed to Perkafe table to play Homo Homo Homo! Haha. Close shave luh. Me and bei could had won if not for some carelessness. Hahahaha!! Despite that, it was soooo fun. I love all of you! Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;



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OP is just two days away... I'm still afraid of the QnA. Sigh. &amp;amp; I haven't memorize my script. And I still stumble upon my words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;


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Starting work on Monday!! A whole new venture this hols...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Misses those times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/21202817-9073949134575356489?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9073949134575356489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=9073949134575356489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/9073949134575356489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/9073949134575356489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/chi-as.html' title='Chi As'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4797347300164466246</id><published>2007-10-27T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:07:05.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a post before the words gonna overflow. It's dad's birthday today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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Wednesday was a pretty long one. OGL briefing after the dry run. And the briefing was realllllly long. 2 hours and more. Only setback was I'm not in the same group as any of my classmates.. And I have to do up Icebreakers game!! =S Kat came over to my house and played basketball &amp;amp; O2Jam. haha. With Yuan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


Thursday had chinese lessons which I was late, once again, due to some unforeseen circumstances. (hahaha) Met up with hui after that at TM...
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Friday, got back the result slip. :) And dry run again. That followed by our own rehearsals. Derrick kee siao! Especially when he smile and recite his speech at the same time. The thought of it nvr fail to trigger the laughter. hahahaha! Goodness. And Huiping whipped up her sexy stunts at the Gallery. Trying to seduce me! Haha. Ping, remember alrdy not? U were reciting and then walking towards me... slowly. &gt;.&lt;&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's dad's birthday. My family (implying my half-sisters, their husbands &amp;amp; sons) went to Safra Country Club to celebrate. One word for the dinner: Bloated. All of them came over to my house to do the usual birthday stints.. of blowing candles and cutting cake. And all's over! I'm really tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's 12am I didn't realise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many thoughts in my head... So many. I feel like letting everything go, but I know it'll hurt like #$%^&amp;amp;*()#$%^&amp;amp;@#*(&amp;amp;. What's the point? I feel like my head's spinning a billion times. And no matter how far we try to run, we're always back to square one. Why so?
Fate? &lt;em&gt;I can't stand it... haiz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS: Cheer up Rebecca!!&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/21202817-4797347300164466246?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4797347300164466246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=4797347300164466246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4797347300164466246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4797347300164466246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/post.html' title='Post'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-6890963561878447708</id><published>2007-10-23T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T20:33:36.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was sifting through the archives... and I felt... Nostalgic. No, one word just doesn't suffice. It's like, so heart warming, the subtle feeling so alluring... There's a sense of wanting to go back, of reliving all over, even if it hurts. That's pretty dumb, considering the situation I'm in now. ha ha... The date's coming, and recollections are pouring in. I guess what's left are the silver penning. Of memories within words. Nothing more than the strokes of a pen to speak of the past. &lt;em&gt;That past.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As said earlier, I was looking through my past entries... and I realised one contrasting difference: I never really update the intricacy of my life these days, and my post has been so sporadic. I'm wondering, what's the use, keeping a blog and saying stuffs so abstract, irrelevant? What's the use of posting once in a blue moon? That when in the long run, you look back at your entries and you can't gather any of the nostalgia because of the missing entries and the nitty gritty of your post. I guess I got beaten to time and comfort. I want to start blogging &lt;em&gt;fully&lt;/em&gt;, to keep the memories with me as long as Blogger lives. To retain the times of sweet, just in case they never come back. To reflect within the bitterness, to remind me perpetually that I should never ever repeat bad histories. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I lost my O level Certificate. And I'm unable to get a replacement of it anymore. All I've got now, and possibly forever, is a 'Statement of Results'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realised it while rummaging through the pile of books stacking on the floor, cupboard and almost everywhere... I needed it for my application for the H3 course. I couldn't find the Cert! I was devastated that night, I remembered. Slept at 2am. But I wasn't about to give up the course just because of my carelessness and disorganized ways. I made up my mind to head down to Buona Vista after the dry run in the morning to get my 'Statement of Results'. Mum drove me there, had lunch at the cafeteria, and she fetched me to Bugis Junction. Met up with Bottle and Fangli. Bought a shirt to change out of my 'I-don't-know-why-i-wore-it' blouse. Headed to Sim Lim Square because FangLi wants to buy her mp3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now that was a nearly a real case of 'Perfect Competition'!! Almost all the shops are selling the same models of MP3s and MP4s. Prices vary very much. The relative higher priced ones are of course driven out of our choices... Brand conscious or not? Guess it differs from one to another. I admit I am one brand conscious girl... hahaha. But really, I'm not going to risk quality just to save money. If you want to buy some unknown china brand made products just to cut cost, then maybe you should think again. I've learnt my lesson. I'd rather save up until I have enough for a decent brand product. Ohhhh, superficiality plays a huge role as well! The outlook is important. For me at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Headed back to Bugis Junction, which on the way there I bought chains. We bought bei bei's presents there!! =))) Went home for dinner. iSketched at night with Ruibei and Huiping. So hilarious... We kept cheating on MSN. (Hehe)
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Today started out haywired. I thought Chinese lessons were at 8.45am so I told my mum to wake me up at 8. But I woke up before that cause Louis called at 7.55 to ask where's Chinese and I thought he was joking when he told me it's at 7.45. Didn't believe him though. Took my time to get ready. Called Rebecca and gosh it was true. I still harboured some hopes that they're pulling a prank on me when I was on the way to school. Xie lao shi didn't scold or what... haha. He's a forgiving teacher. After which, slacked at one of the OP classes because other groups had dry runs... Then gave bei bei her present in one of Huiping's unique toilet way... hahaha!!!!! Headed to Downtown for lunch, and went to the isolated corner of Macdonald to play cards... Kept losing! Lucky it's a money-less game. :) Tomorrow's MONOPOLY I SUPPOSE?
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I guess this ends my lengthy post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations if any really read word for word. Haha!! Bye (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish for so many things which I wished I never wished for. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never repeat... the histories.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-6890963561878447708?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6890963561878447708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6890963561878447708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6890963561878447708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6890963561878447708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel.html' title='I feel...'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-5712072402941733740</id><published>2007-10-20T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T18:13:46.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants</title><content type='html'>At long last, the final copy of the WR is handed up!! Omgosh. How proud I was of it after I binded it up. Wanted to take a photo of it but I forgot to in the midst of excitement. Haha. I was a busy bee yesterday. Had to rush around everywhere to try to get my WR printed. Tried Whitesand's photo film shops, Tampines's Kodak... Everywhere. They said there's no such service in the vicinity. Nearly freak out! Finally went to pw mate's house to print. Heaved a big sigh of relief!! I thought I would had missed my H3 Econs test but lucky Miss Wong was kind enough to let me take at 3pm. Took bus 10 home with Derrick after the printing...(Derrick went to Simpang there to eat prata and borrow money from friend LOL. He's so lame.)
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I MISS TANAH MERAH!! =(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((( SO MUCH.
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Reached home and wrote the soft copy of my lovely WR into the disc and rushed for school to take the test! Haha. I finished the logic test before the hour was up... lol. Forget it lah, make it or not, it doesn't matter really. And then I finally handed up the WR + Disc to the library with rabbit and si en. Good riddance for all the trouble!! haha. So now's Oral Presentation left... Please come soon! Can't wait for next next Saturday 3rd Nov I tell you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5712072402941733740?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5712072402941733740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5712072402941733740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5712072402941733740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5712072402941733740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/rants.html' title='Rants'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7451958501611519011</id><published>2007-10-19T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T17:36:36.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RxnGqsGBZlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/OEA64OxL76E/s1600-h/DSC01142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123344487803872850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RxnGqsGBZlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/OEA64OxL76E/s320/DSC01142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-7451958501611519011?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7451958501611519011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=7451958501611519011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7451958501611519011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7451958501611519011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RxnGqsGBZlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/OEA64OxL76E/s72-c/DSC01142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-3388329803679961920</id><published>2007-10-18T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:45:38.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs that tell tales</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A wave of green washed upon me so smartingly awhile ago. So perhaps I've been deceiving myself all this while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ultimately, I minded like hell.I'm still the sensitive freak.I am still so inpatient and so not understanding.I still can't trust you enough to let you go on a trip with girls aplenty. Ultimately, you are still you and me, me.There's still no sense to whom I belong to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I'm making a mountain out of a molehill, but that's the way I am. I still can't accept that fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Everyone says it doesn't matter, BUT IT MATTERS a hell lot to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so distraught.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just feel like crying to sleep now but I can't because I've gotta wait for my PW mate to get on. And that means appearing offline, seeing your msn, void of me, of my existence.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know if all this are signs for us to get back to before where we started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just feel so screwed up. I don't feel like feeling anymore. I know I suck, straw, vacuum cleaner whatever so don't remind me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate being myself. I hate everything that resulted in all the insecurities I have today. Those jerks. Never ever forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-3388329803679961920?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3388329803679961920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=3388329803679961920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3388329803679961920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3388329803679961920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/signs-that-tell-tales.html' title='Signs that tell tales'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-5635851239005495887</id><published>2007-10-16T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:28:02.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy times always pass within a blink of an eye!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since I've no pictures to do talking today, I'll let my words take the job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Badminton rocks! Pooling's fun! Roller-blading is funny (HAHA!)! Bridging is so exciting! Daidee is a heart-thriller and a face-hotter. &amp;amp; Singing turned out a hint too hokkien-y. Gosh. Kart-rider is cute! PW is absorbing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But what's best of all were the company I had! lalala. If only life goes on like the way it is now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A realisation hit me last night... It was somehow triggered by the last episode of the Ch8 drama (forgot e title). What would you do if, tomorrow, your love one vanishes from the surface of the earth? His/her existence is gone forever. The last chance that will never come. Such an unthinkable situation.. I'll never want to experience such despair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We should really learn how to treasure the people around us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before it's too late...&lt;/em&gt; Not that I'm being morbid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The drama was really alluring at the start, but I lost track of it after getting a tad too occupied with other things during the 9pm-10pm slot. Nonethelesss, caught the last episode and it was still as captivating as ever! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'm so tired. Tired. Tired. Tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhh, Thursday got two interviews plus Dry run. Gosh. Just hope Friday comes soon. Best, Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And PW is tiring. Sigh. TIRING! GOODNESS. OP SLIDES HAVEN'T DO FINISH! WR SO PROBLEMATIC ALSO! OMGosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STRESS!! or not. hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5635851239005495887?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5635851239005495887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5635851239005495887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5635851239005495887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5635851239005495887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun.html' title='FUN'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-3476163521541530160</id><published>2007-10-12T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T21:02:03.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Rw9vwhShc9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/9ijGQIxaSqs/s1600-h/10102007352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120434180704007122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Rw9vwhShc9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/9ijGQIxaSqs/s320/10102007352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Rw9uFRShc8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/xw54cfjuVm4/s1600-h/10102007348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120432338163037122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Rw9uFRShc8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/xw54cfjuVm4/s320/10102007348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol!! Fun fun. These few days have been going out with a group of 411s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;I wish for... &lt;/em&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/21202817-3476163521541530160?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3476163521541530160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=3476163521541530160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3476163521541530160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3476163521541530160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/lol-fun-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Rw9vwhShc9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/9ijGQIxaSqs/s72-c/10102007352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-5241947283100154859</id><published>2007-10-05T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T22:46:16.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open House @ MJC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Openhouse @ MJC's so vibrant! First time i'm so involve in school matters. Was never like that back in Sec days. Certainly had loads of fun, and sweat and hard work. *.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The last minute decision to help the CG booth in buying the 'ingredients' for making bubble tea during open house landed me with a seconded ache in the arm (apart from badminton). lol. The syrups, straws, cups, jellies that weighed a good 20 kg in total was carried by the 3 of us girls. haha.. We went Hougang Central to get the stuffs and carried them all the way back to HP's hse which was actually quite short but the 20kg load made it seem like an endless route. Ended up in her house for about 2 hrs to test and try out how to exactly make a drinkable tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bet the CG booth is pretty fun, and sweet, what with the syrup spilled all over the floor and table... haha! Too bad I gotta do the finance stuff, and ended up distributing alot alot alot of goodies bags to visitors. Tiring. And the mass dance was great!! Although I might become a shade chaotah-ier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Although the paopaocha incurred an overall loss, but I guess it's worth the fun. Sales can be considered not bad compared to other booths. Haha. Derrick's a super great helping hand today, so unlike his usual slacking and 'take-green-form' style. And as for the rest who stayed in the booth, I feel really gratified. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So ends a comparatively happy day today. &lt;em&gt;tata!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5241947283100154859?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5241947283100154859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5241947283100154859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5241947283100154859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5241947283100154859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/open-house-mjc.html' title='Open House @ MJC'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-8691601016310027574</id><published>2007-10-03T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:27:12.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down</title><content type='html'>I very much want to update on the happenings around me but it seems that words failed me. haiz. Another one of the downs in life. And I wonder how long will this last this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-8691601016310027574?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8691601016310027574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=8691601016310027574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8691601016310027574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8691601016310027574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/down.html' title='Down'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-1890000312965113939</id><published>2007-09-27T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T23:19:53.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realizations and the Aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At last, time permits me to post an entry up.

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The promotional exams are done with... so now it's down to PW and Chinese before my full time break can arrive. :)
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It pretty much was a hectic period jumbled with an array of events like... moving house! Haha. That was slightly more than two weeks before, if i'm not wrong. Sure it was a little saddening, the home-sick, nostalgic emotions that transcends upon me when I walked through the threshold for the very very last time... That feeling was just indescribable.
The finality of it was not at all nice. I hate partings, who don't? Six years of my life spent living there. I have to admit memories of the place were not exactly nice, even to the extent of being chaotic and much bitter tears shed under that roof, but still the attachment is there. Two weeks since, I've got a better hold of the feelings now. Not much of the nostalgia except that I still feel uneasy having to travel only one station now to reach Pasir Ris. Haha... And there's my going-to-school-with-me partner, Yunling, as well!
Okay lah... Still need some time to get use to living in a public estate.

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What other major events? Ehhh, nothing much already I guess. Just the usual ups and downs in relationships. I've come to realise that we sometimes tend to let excessive emotions take control of our mind and actions. (And, I'm a perpetual victim to such a situation :(. )
This is especially so when it comes to the point where your partner is too busy for you (with justifiable reasons of course!), and you start complaining relentlessly for the lack of attention &amp;amp; time spent together blah blah. The insecurities never fail to lead to one's ignorance and irrationality, and when all these are coupled together... the time-bomb for the r'ship is set.
I guess the only thing an emotionally-needy person could do to salvage his/her unjustified needs is - to realise that they (the needs) were all uncalled for. Easy as it may seem, the realisation is tough the muster. But whatever it is, a harmonious r'ship really boils down to how one manage the emotions. And hopefully, I'll do better in managing mine from tonight onwards!!

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Moving on to lighter stuffs...
Now that promos are over, what comes next are the inevitables -RESULTS! Haha. All in all, I can say that I'm thoroughly dissapointed in my Chemistry. All the hard work and efforts for NAUGHT! Really, the paper was immensely tough. How I envy last year's batch of J1s whose chem promotional paper (the time-trial) was way manageable than this year's. Or am I the only one in thinking so? Aiyah. My other subjects could get a decent pass I hope. =)
I can't wait to do a whole chart of activities!! MOVIES,BLADING,ICESKATING,BADMINTON,BLOGSKINNING(probably?),FLY KITE LOL!!! Okay that's all in my head for now. :)
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I find myself getting so long-winded. I percieve it's the influence of G.P., probably. I'm even more ascertain now to keep tabs of news regularly and to BLOG in proper ENGLISH. Haha. I'm off... GOODBYE!
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(I THINK &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;REBECCA&lt;/span&gt; PROBABLY ONLY READ THE LAST CHUNK OF WORDS FOR THIS ENTRY. LOL.)&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/21202817-1890000312965113939?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1890000312965113939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=1890000312965113939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1890000312965113939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1890000312965113939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/realizations-and-aftermath.html' title='Realizations and the Aftermath'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4946518840229890977</id><published>2007-09-11T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T19:09:43.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm silly to think a message would have changed you. That was ridiculous, come to think of it now. I guess it takes more than that, but I'm just way out of ideas now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll still wish you luck in what you are doing though, hoping at least down the road you'll not regret it. &amp; if sparing a thought for those around you is something out of question, then perhaps &lt;em&gt;spare them &lt;/em&gt;the hassle&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Not implying to myself, you know who're they. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And of course, hope the falling off the pole someday would cease, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-4946518840229890977?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4946518840229890977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=4946518840229890977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4946518840229890977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4946518840229890977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-friend.html' title='My friend.'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-6024214656358677599</id><published>2007-09-07T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:39:19.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I must be mad! Instead of being totally devoted to revision, i'm hitting the on-line theatres! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a movie frenzy, one after another. That was since a classmate of mine devulge this website to me, where I could watch movies for free online... w/o the cumbersome downloading! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I've watched Minority Report, Evans Almighty, Music and Lyrics, Princess Diaries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One per day in fact since Tuesday. I don't know how but I managed to twist in the movies amidst the revision... Haha. I must stop! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm really going to sweep the entire lists of movies when Promos end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The echoes that came after this frenzy.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARK: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;an Act of Random Kindness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Way Back into Love: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if I open my heart to you I'm hoping you'll show me what to do And if you help me to start again You know that I'll be there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;movies &amp; you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BACK to hitting the books!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-6024214656358677599?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6024214656358677599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6024214656358677599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6024214656358677599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6024214656358677599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-must-be-mad-instead-of-being-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-3216557006852216180</id><published>2007-09-02T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T12:18:26.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love,fair lalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't love an inexplicable feeling that makes one soar, float within the clouds of happiness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh maybe so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you're down on earth, looking up at the clouds adorned across the sky, you imagined the happiness love brings along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So with a heart of intense, we reached the sky of blue and clouds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only to find out they were all but a sham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause clouds are just vapours, there but not there. The fleeting nothingness... There's nothing up there you can feel. The sea of blue - never-reaching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when the sky gets dark, the rain poured through my eyes instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I very much want to let gravity fill me up, like love once did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that I could just descend once more back into the normal realm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it refuse... And so the cycle of ups and downs continues... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Strange enough, each 'down' could write off a hundred of 'ups'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's how fair love could get. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoever was it that said all was fair in love and war?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was decieved by the myths of love. Or so I thought were myths. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Greatly wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Wrong to be here writing these. Wrong to even start with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dots. Time to begin my tutorials. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And, all of you should not think that there's something wrong with me. Maybe, just something &lt;em&gt;a little&lt;/em&gt; wrong up in my head. Haha. Cranky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder why can't love be just a simple me and you kind of thing. Probably there's much to love I've got to decipher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-3216557006852216180?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3216557006852216180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=3216557006852216180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3216557006852216180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3216557006852216180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/lovefair-lalala.html' title='Love,fair lalala'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-8812493596043121364</id><published>2007-08-27T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T11:46:52.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHI MTV success =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my chinese MTV despite its sorrowful context!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JC's life is taking its toll on me. *Have I said this before?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling the stress more than ever now... PW, Promos, Neverending tutorials, and the ceaseless rushing for precious time... Oh god.......... Why didn't I start the baggage of revision earlier? T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-8812493596043121364?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8812493596043121364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=8812493596043121364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8812493596043121364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8812493596043121364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/chi-mtv-success-d.html' title='CHI MTV success =D'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-3654539637684147309</id><published>2007-08-18T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T15:52:30.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why can't things remain the same?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why must they change over time?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why am I feeling so uncertain, so unassured? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;@#$%^&amp;*()#$%^&amp;amp;*()&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Could stop dropping by as and when you like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not like I've got plenty of time for you... so get out get out!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me be free from you and I'll be ever so grateful for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks so much, &lt;em&gt;Pessimism&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; please help me pass the message to &lt;em&gt;Hope&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Optimist&lt;/em&gt; that I'll gladly invite them into my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-3654539637684147309?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3654539637684147309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=3654539637684147309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3654539637684147309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/3654539637684147309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-cant-things-remain-same-why-must.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4155491490614408248</id><published>2007-08-10T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T10:44:07.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP: With high spirits... we soar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;NDP ended!!! =D =D =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No regrets joining it for the first time this year...  becoming a member of Singa City, &amp;amp; a member of group P3. Wooo....! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fireworks after the finale rocked as usual!! The best, of course!! And the Theme Song "Will you" is stuck in my head now. Have been hearing it every week... haha. &lt;strong&gt;I love that song&lt;/strong&gt;. And then when the fireworks ended, the performers on the platform started to ..... er I don't know what you call it but we lined up behind one another and forming a long train of human chain... haha. Ran around the platform! So fun and all our spirits soared really high!! =D Took many group photos but none of them is with me... haha. Shall post them if I recieve the photos. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I am going to miss all of this......................!! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-4155491490614408248?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4155491490614408248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=4155491490614408248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4155491490614408248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4155491490614408248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/ndp-with-high-spirits-we-soar.html' title='NDP: With high spirits... we soar.'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-6629811313983793134</id><published>2007-08-09T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T10:55:13.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to blog! It's gonna be a long weekend this week! Guess this brings a relief to many... more time to finish up the mountainous tutorials and probably revise through past topics if time permits., (although I think the latter is not possible for me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
NDP celebration in school was quite fun ytd. Bindhya acted the 'Bimbo' role!! haha! Hilarious but certainly very well acted. I was awed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So after the celebration, my class had to stay for a GP movie - The Experiment at LT3. And it's really gruesome... Sick in the mind, that director, or not? -_____- But it sure opened my eyes to stuffs happening around the world... since my GP teacher told us that this 'experiment' did happened.
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After which, went to Pastamania again...... and ate ________ again....... lol! Saw Yini and Chu Feng there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Headed to TP, and then Bedok Interchange &amp; saw hui. haha. First time seeing her outside by coincidental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the afternoon comprises of walking and more walking... and I am all exhausted by the time I reached home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Can't wait for Friday! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The future isn't laid out by the words we say... So the corollary I can get out of this statement is that, promises of (or about) the future isn't going to mean anything at all. A proven theory... I suppose. And I doubt anyone understand what I'm talking about. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything is backsliding! Am I suppose to still feel cheery? ZzZ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY! Yay, catch me on TV, if you can. =S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-6629811313983793134?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6629811313983793134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6629811313983793134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6629811313983793134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6629811313983793134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-to-blog-its-gonna-be-long-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-1449292487972815202</id><published>2007-08-03T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T22:51:17.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay, photos galore! haha.&lt;/div&gt;
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Heart shape done on Monday by ME!... during Chinese lesson. haha. Outlined with black marker by Reb and SiEn. Nice or not? Rebecca loves it alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess who was on my mind while drawing it? haha. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;After CO prac today, Yuping decided on a TBY dinner... but apparently most of them left for home, and Crystal joined us. :) After dinnering at Mac, we went to take neoprints! haha. So fun =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RrMzsaCrpGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/q011x13Z9mE/s1600-h/neoprint5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094472441483994210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RrMzsaCrpGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/q011x13Z9mE/s320/neoprint5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can u spot me?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, today was really tiring and I was feeling really drowsy!! (ESP DURING Maths Lecture...) .... until school ended when things began to perk up. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Netball trails! Was all hot and flustered after that... And very much awake than in the morning. Headed to H3 Maths with a really red face. Was late for an hour... So I couldn't really catch what the teacher was teaching. So helpless... but things took a turn for the better towards the end of the lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then, me and Shuxian reached CO room at 6pm. We were dismissed at 6.10pm. Lol! 10 minutes of practice only! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'm red in the face now after being in the scorching sun for an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp; I like talking to my dearest on the phone... :) But too bad time is always the limit. Ahhh.. But still, the euphoric feeling is perpetuating... =D
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Goes back to a week ago..*
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I look......... I dunno... very funny in the following two pics... Don't laugh, i'm doing a contribution to the nation mind you! =) Took them last Saturday before the NDP's preview. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those are my (partial) group members and i'm the youngest among them as you can see... :)

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&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm going to miss them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And this weekend is a really crazy one. Sigh. So much to do, but so little time!! Econs-essay,maths-vectors3,chem-alkanes,physics-assignment,chi-worksheet. How am I suppose to start revision for Promos, what with us learning new stuffs everyday? I really wonder how. =S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And LAST BUT NOT LEAST, to read up the ever so intriguing "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows!" :'(&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-1449292487972815202?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1449292487972815202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=1449292487972815202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1449292487972815202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/1449292487972815202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/yay-photos-galore-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/RrM5LaCrpKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9nVXTozNaSs/s72-c/DSC01073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-6105026532480366308</id><published>2007-07-30T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:02:49.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's so funny! HAHA! Don't know who started this sharing lame jokes thingy during Lunch today. Next thing we know we were all brawling with laughter, one joke after another... hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And then my purse was stolen by my classmates. Actually I was the one who left it at the canteen table and rushed off to the library during recess... and then I did not realise that my purse wasn't with me until Lunch. So blur. So my classmates hid it from me lah... and kept pretending. Tsk tsk. Jasmine and Huiping are naughty girls! In the end, treated them some food to pacify them and to get back my purse. Haha... Okay I'm JOKING! Jasmine dun angry. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ah.. PW tutorial today was so relaxed cuz there isn't much to discuss presently, now that interview and survey have been done. ^.^ WR's deadline is still ages away.... haha! "Slowly..." like what Derrick said. And laughed like nuts during PW too cuz of Zhijun and his new shoes... Him and Kenneth were trying to see whose shoes look nicer and Zhijun even asked Kenneth to liquid his shoes. -_-" Well, funny bunch of PW mates. Haha. Only me and Si En are sane enough! woops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Returned home and slaaaaaaaaaack until 8 before I start work. Have not even touch Skill D for Mock SPA tomorrow. Dead. I'm gonna wreck my brains now memorizing those lengthy answer... I really don't see the use and application of Skill D. They are just merely letting us regurgitate only. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
PS: NDP's Preview's fireworks is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo brillllllllllllllliant! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
PSS: I miss you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-6105026532480366308?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6105026532480366308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6105026532480366308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6105026532480366308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6105026532480366308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/lame.html' title='LAME!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7424893322808955316</id><published>2007-07-29T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T10:26:54.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you know you're not In LOVE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just thought I'd share something I came across a few moments ago........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.sgforums.com/?action=thread_display&amp;thread_id=252359&amp;amp;page=5"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How do you know you're not IN LOVE??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love is the most powerful influence on earth but it doesn't guarantee that everything will be perfect and easy. It brings immense challenges, causes much heartache and makes us do things beyond our natural capabilities. Someone once said that love is one of the simplest concepts; yet it may be one of the most difficult undertakings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FOR THOSE WHO ALREADY HAVE THEIR PARTNERS: 1 CORINTHIANS 13:4-8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Love is patient." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. You are not in love if you always complain about your partners' personality; the way he/she dresses up; if you can't endure his/her company when you go out with your friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Love is kind." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. You are not in love if you always hurt the one you're with; if you've become so insensitive and inconsiderate about his/her feelings; if you've become uncompassionate and beginning to care less of him/her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Love is not jealous or boastful or arrogant or rude." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. You are not in love if you are jealous of your partner's accomplishments; if you always spite him/her for his/her advantages over you;&lt;strong&gt; or if you are greedy enough not to share his/her time with anyone.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. You are not in love if you're always bragging about how you're treating him/her - how you always pay for the date's expenses, how you've always try to solve the problems of your relationship or how much you've given up for the sake of your "love" for him/her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. You are not in love if you are always too proud to admit that your partner is right &lt;strong&gt;and you are wrong; if you don't want to accept your own faults and always blame it to him/her&lt;/strong&gt;; if you don't want to accept help or advice from him/her; and if you always think superior over your partner (remember a relationship is a partnership). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. You are not in love if you don't respect your partner's decisions or suggestions, if you always embarrass him or her in front of your relatives or friends, if you tell people about his/her mistakes (Remember that discretion is a big factor inbeing in love.) "It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;You are not in love if you always want your partner to do the things you want.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. You are not in love if you always get mad when your partner seems to know more than you do or when he/she is usually right about something, and if you always disagree with him or her over little things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. You are not in love if you always feel offended when people praise your partner; if you're piqued by his/her behavior; and if you are not happy being with him or her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"It does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. You are not in love if you always insist "wicked ways to your partner (better get married first); &lt;strong&gt;if you always stop him/her from spending time with his/her family or friends;&lt;/strong&gt; and if you lie to your partner and if you try to hide something from him/her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. You are not in love if you try to change your partner - you have to love him/her the way he/she is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"It bears all things, believes all things, hope all things, and endures all things." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. You are not in love if you cannot put up with your partner's shortcomings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;You are not in love if you don't trust your partner&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;You are not in love if you don't have any faith in your partner&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. You are not in love if you cannot suffer with him or her in times of trials or troubles, if you cannot commit yourself to him/her in good or times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;You are not in love if you don't share your thoughts, your feelings or your dreams with your partner.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Love never ends." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17. You are not in love if you think your love for your partner is starting to fade away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FOR THOSE WHO HAVE "PROSPECTIVE" PARTNERS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. You are not in love if you only like that person's looks his/her station in life his/her peers and for his/her achievements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. You are not in love if you only like that person because you have lots of things in common (although it may start from there - it is still not a basis to fall in love).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. You are not in love if you only hope for some romance to ease loneliness or so as not to be left out by your peers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. You are not in love if you only want to show that person to impress your friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. You are not in love if you try to steal that person from someone else that you even make up stories to do so. Remember, love is not distractive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. You are not in love if you only want a person you can easily control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. You are not in love if you suddenly feel something for that person who just announced he/she is going to get married - especially if it's your best friend. It might just be a bout of selfishness or possessiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. You are not in love if you only like that person for what he/she can give you or for security reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. You are not in love if you ask yourself "Do I love him/her?" - you're already doubtful of your feelings.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So am I in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I just did (9) again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to start repacking my feelings all over. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-7424893322808955316?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7424893322808955316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=7424893322808955316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7424893322808955316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7424893322808955316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-do-you-know-youre-not-in-love.html' title='How do you know you&apos;re not In LOVE?'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-4457281126183188794</id><published>2007-07-27T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T21:54:49.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacuum cleaner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just when I thought life was going to be okay, everything comes spiralling down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whose life could be as vacilating as mine? Tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haiz. In an oppresive state now, unlike yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

School proved to be fun yesterday. Had hockey for PE yesterday and it's so fun! I played till very 'hiong', like what Huiping said of me, resulting in today's back, shoulders, legs ache... -_- Didn't know hockey's so fun. Looking forward to next week's PE!
And then Hongsheng's mini birthday celebration after school was so hilarious, excluding the teasing part. The icing of the cake was the cream frenzy, literally and not literally. (erm..) We started trying to meddle each others' faces with cream... hahaha. Grace was so kind to help me clear the cream on my face after JASMINE and HUIPING did to me. haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Headed for Doctor's lesson after which even though I wasn't required. 'Clinic' as in (Chemistry remedial in other words)... The school was quite innovative to think up of this name. Went for the Australian Chem quiz at 5.15 before heading home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

Today... ahh, dunno what to say. CT flared up. Maybe it was kind of the last straw for him as to how disrespectful the class could be some times. Sure there may be a time for jokes, but sometimes too much could be seen as overboard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I think I did something wrong, although I can't seem to figure that out yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;H3 maths SO CHIM today. Sitting beside Louis and another girl I just got to know -Henrietta, makes me feel so stupid. =/
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Anyway, went for CO for half-and-hour after maths again.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It dawned upon me that, at this rate, when CO is reduced to only Fridays, and ends at 6 instead of 6.30pm... I won't have to attend any CO practices at all already. =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I don't want to burn our bridge. But I don't know how not to. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This feeling is such an awful vacuum cleaner man!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-4457281126183188794?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4457281126183188794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=4457281126183188794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4457281126183188794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/4457281126183188794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/vacuum-cleaner.html' title='Vacuum cleaner!'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-8512038631425423100</id><published>2007-07-23T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T19:00:39.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where there's an entrance, there'll be an exit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Fireworks over at Marina Bay is getting more and more brilliant as the actual NDP nears. Was very tempted to reach for my phone and snap one of those wonderful shot during the last preview. But one of my NDP-mate was saying you won't be able to enjoy those fireworks to the fullest if you start snapping throughout... So I just stood there, amongst the thousand, and let my eyes do the snapping instead. Wonderful wonderful wonderful! Can't wait for the actual parade. I suppose the fireworks would be even grander than ever!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So when will it be just you and me seeing them? ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;
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&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Now that NDP's around the corner, it means there'll be no more Saturday commitments soon. Another journey ends once again... Maybe I'll join again another year... haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;P-3 rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;So does Chameleons. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

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&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I suppose I should take up the chocolate medication for the time-being... Proves goooooooood. :) So it's happiness at the expense of becoming fat. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;If only things would remain as it is!!!! haha... I hope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Where there's an entrance, there'll be an exit... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and I'm hoping that the exit appears only when my life has ceased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-8512038631425423100?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8512038631425423100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=8512038631425423100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8512038631425423100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/8512038631425423100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/where-theres-entrance-therell-be-exit.html' title='Where there&apos;s an entrance, there&apos;ll be an exit...'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-5138041507644466335</id><published>2007-07-21T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T09:01:02.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're my only remedy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to blog proper now... Enough about the sad stuffs! I'll be better as the days go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Compass" on Thursday was a really enlightening lesson learnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a nutshell, a physically-disabled talker came to our school... Despite his disabilities, he was really positive, and not forgetting his sense of quirk humour. haha! "Senile" Minister... All the political jokes, but ridiculously funny. He shared his life story and his struggles, sang songs, cracked jokes... haha. I admire him for his courage to stay in the positive light... If it was me...... ahh well... I'd better learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Friday passed really fast! Lessons seem exceptionally smooth too. Don't know what's up with my CT. Asked me to collect report slips, practical books, and zap chem notes... Chem rep so much stuffs to do. I don't see other reps having as much to do!! Rebecca went home after I zapped the notes! :'( lol. Then I followed Erlina to her make-up practical... Jasmine and Ruibei wanted to be busybody too... So 3 of us ended up accompanying Erlina, Jiawen and Huiping for make-up... But I left soon pretty soon. Jasmine said she had a 'fun' time with our dear CT after I left. haha! I missed it all! =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Left for h3 Maths' at 2.30. The lesson was pretty easy at first... and then difficult as it proceeds! What conjectures!!! So much conjectures! Maths turn out writing stories to prove something equals something. -_- lol. Mathematicians... I admire them for their persistence and originality. Haha! But I'm NOT GOING TO BE ONE! Headed to CO after which, and had 'da zu' for half-hour only before we're let off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Reached home, intended to mug but..... I gave myself the slack again! Went online to chat with my friends n classmates.. It has been ages since I appeared online so it's considered a big thing to me. I'm always roaming in the 'appearing offline' world or won't login at all. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I want to bake the oreo cheese-cake... Looks so delicious!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And today's July 21st!! I feel so stupid. Pre-ordered on Tuesday only to know I can't recieve it today... but 10 working days after I pre-order. Stupid stupid. I might as well go "Popular" now and buy... -.- Oops, I'm talking about "The Deathly Hallows". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd better go off now! See the mounting piles of homework... -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're my only remedy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-5138041507644466335?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5138041507644466335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=5138041507644466335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5138041507644466335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/5138041507644466335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/youre-my-only-remedy.html' title='You&apos;re my only remedy...'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-6547684535042368410</id><published>2007-07-18T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:40:02.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's about the only way&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or not? &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/21202817-6547684535042368410?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6547684535042368410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=6547684535042368410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6547684535042368410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/6547684535042368410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/thats-about-only-way.html' title=''/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-672670882737331108</id><published>2007-07-16T18:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T19:15:44.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOUT OF DEPRESSION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is happening to me?? argh. Everything feels so dreadful. Those never-ending depressing cycle everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Relationship? I'm ruining it... with my own hands. All the negative stuffs keep pressing onto me... making a molehill out of a complete nothing. Which other idiot does this? One moment I feel really blissful, the next - right at the bottom. I'm suck into this interminable void and there seems no escape route. My retribution, perhaps? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is this depression? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends? Are they really there? Who really cares? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got caught up in the class web again. It's taking its toll on me... and it seriously sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What the hell went wrong with me? I hate this I hate this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want my life back!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Feels much calmer after venting all out... My deepest fear is the next approach of the spasm of insecurities coming up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;those tears never fail me every day. I need leaning on... or maybe I over-did? Haiz. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I need counselling?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-672670882737331108?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/672670882737331108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=672670882737331108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/672670882737331108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/672670882737331108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/bout-of-depression.html' title='BOUT OF DEPRESSION'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-2110266689366169905</id><published>2007-07-11T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T22:18:46.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life has been pretty down in the mouth for me these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chinese oral exam was all messed up... sigh. Why charity?? T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fine, what's done is done. No extent of grumbling would change it. I got to buck up for my written paper already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zaobao.com&lt;/strong&gt; here I come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then that thing's bugging me again... can't seem to lift the edges of my mouth &lt;em&gt;up &lt;/em&gt;once I'm home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Why why why??? Hai. I'll learn to compromise, that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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Anyway on a happy note, I passed all my subjects for Mid-years! I was prepared for two Ungraded at first... Economics and Physics's results did came as a huge surprise. Physics especially. And to think my lousiest scoring subject is Chemistry. Maths was below expectation lah... one more mark to A. Forget it... like I said, what's done is done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praying hard for promos and A level chinese. =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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My recent posts seem so oppressive... -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-2110266689366169905?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2110266689366169905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=2110266689366169905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2110266689366169905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/2110266689366169905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;('/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7561337776885075532</id><published>2007-07-06T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T23:13:43.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;School has resume... Back to those routine days which I'm kind of not too used to now... And everything seems to be happening so fast, so hectic. sigh. Those marked papers being stained with a whole lot of crosses isn't helping me either. -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*Crossing my fingers for Maths*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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Late night sleeping hasn't cease yet despite a school day the next day... I hope I can re-tune this biological clock of mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was a really long day with CO back in action!! Next week is going to be the longest week ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm lost for words presently... Having mixed feelings right now. Haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;don't know why I feel this way, but you seem different than before.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't say I'm thinking too much :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-7561337776885075532?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7561337776885075532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=7561337776885075532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7561337776885075532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7561337776885075532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/stale.html' title='stale'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202817.post-7564908742074360772</id><published>2007-07-03T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T12:21:47.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;411 had a mini (partial) gathering on its own... It was a pink-shirt galore yesterday! Haha. There were 6 girls and 5 of us wore pink shirts! That was so coincidental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I met Jiawen and Jasmine first and both of them in pink... then we were comtemplating if huiping would be in pink too, and she was! haha! So four of us and hongsheng were at Eunos, after which we took a bus to parkway. Rebecca &amp; Fangli met us there, and I was all excited seeing Reb in pink too! Fangli with her black shirt and was kept teasing about wearing couple shirt with Hongsheng. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lunched at Parkway's Jack Place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we headed to ECP. I roller-bladed... it has been ages! I really forgot when was the last time I did. Blading was pretty manageable especially after going a few rounds in the newbie zone where the floor was really really really smooth. It makes blading really easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I know why I feel that ice-skating is easier... that's because the surface of the ice-floor is really smooth. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The blades the shop rented out was reasonably new and in good condition... quite surprise about that because I was expecting those quality similar to those you find at the Ice-skaing place. haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the sore thing was I fell down! Okay not exactly I fell. I was KNOCKED down! Lol! This small boy in bike knocked me. All I heard were brake noises and I was on the ground. *ouch* Now my elbow has a wound and my knee has a big blue-black. And I had to comfort the little boy who was seemingly shock...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was at fault though, I turned suddenly while he was going down a slope, and we coincide. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw Zhongwei! He was cycling (AGAIN!) LOL. The reason why I wanted to skate was because I went cycling like about 2 weeks back. And there he was cycling again... haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
After returning the skates, we went to see Wang Tian Cai and Rui En who were acting a scene by the shores. haha. So qiao. That Wang Tian Cai looks rather aloof... -.-" Acting doesn't seem as fun as it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Then we went off and I met my dear for dinner... which I didn't really ate much cuz of the late lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Whew. PW is taking its toll on me... Lucky my group had 2 positive respondents for an email interview. I want my A!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21202817-7564908742074360772?l=ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7564908742074360772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202817&amp;postID=7564908742074360772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7564908742074360772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202817/posts/default/7564908742074360772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipeacedeblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/ecp.html' title='ECP'/><author><name>iPeace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193372476454981917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2iD-ayw994/Sa83Xdr7EoI/AAAAAAAAAog/7xLBMgwkZqo/S220/g6v75FA.tmp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
