<?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-33156727</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:40:21.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ink.</title><subtitle type='html'>September 2006- December 2006</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116767116357055217</id><published>2007-01-02T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T09:07:10.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mi-cielo.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:350%;"&gt;MOVED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116767116357055217?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116767116357055217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116767116357055217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2007/01/bye.html' title='bye.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116753992302993244</id><published>2006-12-31T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T20:53:32.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>applause from heaven.</title><content type='html'>loser me went to sleep before midnight yesternight. was really tired lah.&lt;br /&gt;but i really love this saturday, has been a long time since i went home with head halfway in the clouds, extremely tired but contented and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning, met up with rachel(fong) to have breakfast and visit club21@ cinne to fix her ipod. apple rocks, because they are rich to just replace pple with new ipod whenever we crack ours. and due to their efficiency, we ended kinda early and went ard the place too ogle at all the macbooks, ipod accessories etc. then went to heeren, where we encountered the lamest toilet ever. lets see, we went down to the basement, and headed towards the "wall" with the loo sign, then to our surprise, it slided open. oh, so that was the door. woah! must be some grand toilet. after pushing our way into the heavy ladies door, we were greeted with... 2 cubicles - -" which is so lame right. then after we did our stuffs, we wanted to wash hand. but the tap spoil or smth. its auto sensor kind, and the water refuses to come out! so we laughed, and went to the handicapped toilet with the normal tap to wash hand after accidentally banging the door too hard. - -" dots. (okay, spent too many lines for the lameloo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to nexus. service was really good. was very ^^ when we were singing till i see you. it was a time of personal worship, reminded of the compassion for every single person. i guess recently, i have been such a blockhead. (this sorts of remind me of the guy&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/337631/friends2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/523277/friends2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in cavestory. he's that flying block there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, my point is that.. i have been blinded by much faithlessness and thinking too much, to believe and embrace this harvest season. too caught up with thinking abt the details and in our capability than to see God's ability in the whole thing. but now my eyes r opened again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, had zion@ istana after service. (what a name...- -") had some fun playing those games :D kind of nostlagic. played one the games at this particular mcg called escape! @ qiao's condo. after that and watching petetong and zhicai do indian dance with the pillar, we went separate ways to makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally decided to go to the harvester's meeting and not head home. never ever regretted this. &lt;s&gt;(except the ex ex ex cab fee) &lt;/s&gt;it's like... passion week, esp since they used the same slide bckgrds, lol. was really glad to hear all the testimonies from the diff pple, the minops one was really funny. and of course, zion one lah :D &lt;div&gt;cabbed home with dear pamela. i love cabrides (and busrides/mrtrides) home with her, with honest and straightforward sharing and catching up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"God is giving you an applause from heaven"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;='D&lt;br /&gt;it's not the mere sentence that warmed all the hearts there that night, but because it's true. and i thank God for all these hardworking people.. many times i just look at myself and whine abt being tired, fact is, there r many tired pple, esp the leaders above us.. but yeah, cliche as it is "it's all worth it in the end"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, Hope makes me feel like a teary grandma, slumping in a rocking chair and sighing with much peace and joy. hahahaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116753992302993244?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116753992302993244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116753992302993244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/applause-from-heaven.html' title='applause from heaven.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116757631830682980</id><published>2006-12-31T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T06:45:18.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>zion core!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/972783/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/320/900490/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what can i say..&lt;br /&gt;uber adorable people. and i look really spas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007's tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;no-life me is stoning at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i dont like countdown party. wish i had gone to someone's place though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't do the things i wana do today, was in front of the comp doing stuff the whole day.. oh wells. cant have yr cake and eat it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116757631830682980?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116757631830682980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116757631830682980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/zion-core.html' title='zion core!'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116741507961911544</id><published>2006-12-30T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T19:56:17.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>past happenings.</title><content type='html'>my internet is functioning normally! i can blog!&lt;br /&gt;What has been happening for the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;(a pretty mundane entry, its for me to keep track lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to pete's mia-ness, I dont have photos!&lt;br /&gt;WANTED: petetong and photos.&lt;br /&gt;REWARD: in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anw spent Christmas meaningfully with God's people and a great team, the zioncore. Early in the morning, yihui met the cls then we had a mini discussion @ tcc. Woah, their sunny side up is nice man (so nice we gulped it all down w.o taking photos)&lt;br /&gt;Soon, everyone came and we went to newyork newyork for lunch. Food was so-so :/ due to their limited Christmas menu T_T cheaterbugs.&lt;br /&gt;Dissatisfied, we went to marina square in search of desserts. Walked around and met huiying, jiayi, daniel leow and a mm guy (haha, I dont knw him) eating at hans so we went in to say hi. Then, saw someone at the next table waving. Its my sis n broinlaw, what a small world.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Andersens icecream and ate. Had fun kopping one another's flavours…&lt;br /&gt;Realised that the ambience there kind of cannot make it and left for Esplanade! Was chatting happily and playing truth or truth at the roof terrace when it rained :/ so we re-settled on the first level.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed asking interesting question and having everyone to answer like “what qualities do you want in yr future spouse?", “what is yr greatest fear?” that kind of qns…&lt;br /&gt;And ..&lt;br /&gt;Question: tell me why u think ****** (a person there at scene) is cute?!&lt;br /&gt;Yeongdeng: WOAH, thats an A level question!&lt;br /&gt;******: !!!&lt;br /&gt;blessed christmas. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thinks for a very long time*&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, went out with pamela!&lt;br /&gt;had a duper fun time choosing and browsing through journals/schedule books for 2007. she was so suaku and adorable, ^^&lt;br /&gt;we did that for a few hours, no kidding. but it was fun time spent.&lt;br /&gt;thanks, sb (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh... what did i do.&lt;br /&gt;oh! went to sr macs for yihui's meeting in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;(thanks for yr understanding and tolerance, pherd, hoho)&lt;br /&gt;ate and chat and discuss then digress and discuss again. woah, from like 11-3.&lt;br /&gt;left for home to do ycom design. did until finish then realised internet was down T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;met early with the cg and watched little man at kar's aunt's hse. what a pipipapipu show.. this is a cg of lasts, kinda high yet somewhat sad. mixed emotions i guess. dont feel like gg into details.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything all you pple.&lt;br /&gt;(sounds like im transferring, nopes, im not lah.)&lt;br /&gt;after lying around and affirming for very long, we ended and left the place.&lt;br /&gt;tian and i went to RC, was greeted by the excited shouts of pple playing dead or alive on xbox. had a go at it, i kinda suck. prefer king of fighters, nostlagic lah.. but, woah, one game machine, added so much noise to RC.&lt;br /&gt;after awhile, cabbed to clarkequay with rachel, yihui and tian for Ycom retreat xD sat ard and ate (chocolate biscuit) bears in the mrt station while waiting for the rest to come. went to eat at a hawkercentre near chinatown pt before heading down to settler's cafe (:&lt;br /&gt;had 2 noisy games of I AM THE BOSS with pple like yihui,benwai,shiwei (is this how u spell?:/) ,claire,derrick. its really funny, cause they r all writers and all dare to speak up one lah. the other pple were playing spastic but looks very fun games. ended the night with a game of taboo. writers and "others" tie, haha! enjoying ycom more and more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met gigi @ amk macs for breakfast and chitchat session before following him to the new amk mall and its newly opened ntucEXTRA, to think i was laughing at the ushers ushering aunties and uncles into the place and there was like a queue lah. i became one of them after breakfast. the whole place is just carrefour with another name and much more kiasu deals.. anw the basement has gogofranks w their prata hotdog :X&lt;br /&gt;after that, met up with peng and all three of us went to eat seoul garden! students price is ard 13, shiokness. it's my first time @ seoul, somehow lah, miss all the opps to go. ate until im really full and happy, then we all left for pm.&lt;br /&gt;feel filled today. not just my stomach. spirit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last service before sch starts.&lt;br /&gt;i cant blv the hols is ending. no more sleeping at unearthly hours, slacking and doing nth (which i dont enjoy actually),&lt;br /&gt;a new year, a new environment, new ministry directions.&lt;br /&gt;i feel really old, esp talking to p6 pple stepping into a new sch at sec1. omg, halfway through youth already..&lt;br /&gt;these 4 years, like what xin's card wrote "not too long, not very short either"...&lt;br /&gt;been a great life station, where i made friends tt i want to keep, where i know God.. all these.&lt;br /&gt;but chop, chop, time to move on,&lt;br /&gt;a greater 2007.&lt;br /&gt;really want to lead an eventful life where i can look back and smile at, with much joyous and glad moments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116741507961911544?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116741507961911544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116741507961911544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/past-happenings.html' title='past happenings.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116698030565383677</id><published>2006-12-24T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T10:20:02.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/133775/eve..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/320/299624/eve..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;not a very nice collage thing. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had a good christmas eve. met up with huishan, renying and cixin at cityhall and walked ard citylink, and headed for marina sq. gosh, this hols im @ citylink for so many many times, and im gg thr tml again :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after much whining and debating, we decided on thai express. so we went there and eat, uh, this pt in time, too lazy so nv shoot any picts. i love their pineapple rice :X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after gobbling our food down, the happy gluttons headed to swensens. anw, the swensens at marina sq kinda nice, quiet and away from the shops. ate and chatted. haha, this waitress serving us got very panicky cause she forgot abt huishan's topping. she ate this make-your-own-sundae thingy then the names of the icecream and toppings super luan lah. so we paid extra 40cents, lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so they got very cold. and they claimed im not cold cause i ate hot fudge, and huishan ate cold fudge. yah, there is such a thing. its just.. cold.. hotfudge --" anw, marinasq is exceptionally cold. and we visited the loo like 4 times the whole afternn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to ease the coldness, went shopping :/ awhile lah. and i decided, out of the blue to cut hair. got a haircut @ chapter2. the service was quite good but i think my fringe kinda short now. but well, hair grows :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jasm then joined us. she wanted to eat... swensens, so we headed back. LOL. the waitress was terrorised by us, maybe she thinks we wana make trouble. lol. this time only a particular glutton glutton (hehehehehe) and jasm ate. more chatting..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then its time to go home T_T we met ber @ citylink to have gifts exchange. anw, we kind of look v gay hugging in citylink.. so we went separate ways, cause me n huishan got to go home. the rest headed back to play bowling! ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and on the train..... me and huishan were TERRORISED. this is traumatic. there were two indian men hugging... they hug and hug. and i thought we looked gay hugging... but i suspect that they are drunk. but still, extremely unsightly. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is my interesting christmas eve. simply going out, but with special people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116698030565383677?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116698030565383677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116698030565383677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/eve.html' title='eve'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116698249874634701</id><published>2006-12-23T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T09:48:18.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas service.</title><content type='html'>initially when i stepped out of the train at somerset, i was kind of stunned. zionites look mismatched on our own, lol. some people look really well dressed then some look v casual also. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw we headed to cinne foodcourt for lunch and boy, their food suck :/&lt;br /&gt;sharon and emily had some dessert that taste like toothpaste..&lt;br /&gt;so we just swallowed down food amidst running around and giving out christmas cards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone then headed to the busstop and the bus journey was kind of interesting. met freedy and the nec pple when they boarded at douby.&lt;br /&gt;*freedy passes card to yihui*&lt;br /&gt;free: help me pass to them.&lt;br /&gt;yihui: ehh, why you write to them?&lt;br /&gt;lays: games pple bah..&lt;br /&gt;yihui: u nv write for layling.&lt;br /&gt;lays: haha, nvm lah! i also never write for..&lt;br /&gt;*freedy passes a card for lays to her*&lt;br /&gt;michelle and rachel burst out laughing watching the whole episode :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw thanks for the cards all the pple!&lt;br /&gt;esp neaoners. your cards are so cute and heartwarming :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;service was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;applaud the entire production team. woah, the giraffe ah, the giraffe is.. *salutes, uber cool lah. the multimedia and the video really added much life to the story also.. :D i like bigscale production. would be fun to be part of the team..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, after serv, more screaming for people and rushed cards giving out, then had to leave for home T_T while the rest of the northeast pple go for xmas party.. stoned for 20-30minutes @ the busstop cause the buses were packed w sardines. anw the central bros gave up their cab for us. thankyou!!! (not tt they will see this. but anw) so we had to pangseh james, so sorry, and emily, sharon, tracie and me went to suntec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got pretzels and drinks and began the long journey home.. had a good chat with all of them on the train ride :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss carolling T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116698249874634701?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116698249874634701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116698249874634701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas-service.html' title='xmas service.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116681421517883498</id><published>2006-12-22T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T11:03:35.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cards</title><content type='html'>woah, christmas cards frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this yr christmas really very slack, in terms of preparation, shopping etc... and really no christmas mood, which is so sad/sian.&lt;br /&gt;buay tahan already, got to chiong in the morning then. zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116681421517883498?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116681421517883498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116681421517883498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/cards.html' title='cards'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116671418804218248</id><published>2006-12-21T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T07:16:28.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ppft.</title><content type='html'>the morning started somewhat peaceful and i was so happy, then it became chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;i hate chaotic mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had brunch with rachfong and jonquek at j8 foodcourt. oh gosh, im depressed. i totally love their duck noodles and minipotnoodle and those two stalls are replaced by some ppfffft stalls.. :/ there is no reason to eat at the foodcourt anymore, boo. but oh, pepperlunch went to join them too. it's cheaper in the foodcourt than pepperlunch restaurants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for street evax. met lun and his guys along the way.&lt;br /&gt;had my first three souls saved with yining, yeongdeng and emily.&lt;br /&gt;rachel shared with these two pri6 girls and they were really sincere and after accepting Christ, in another tens of mins, they found the rest of their friends and made us share to them. wow, starbursting on the spot. prolly one of the most successful sessions yet, today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phonecall midway thru evax totally stunned me. apparently, things aren't that bad. why else can i sit here and blog happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the zionites go and cartel, rachel (fong) and i went to orchard w my guitar. had dunch? (lunch + dinner?) at macs. or rather, ian ate his macs, rach and i savour our sausage prata roll. (it's sausage wrapped in prata, NOT prata with sausage bits)&lt;br /&gt;apparently the bridge cant be filed... anw thanks ian, at least now my guit can use. so midway through his fixing and playing outside ngeeann, some french guy came and they talked.. musicians flock tgt? yining came and after doing some christmas window shop, went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still cannot get used to such an early curfew :/&lt;br /&gt;probably cannot make it out tml, cant pick pamela up from airport. im sorry, dear :/&lt;br /&gt;probably cannot go for ne xmas party and carolling. *inserts shattering sound..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently reading: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/30465/come%20thirsty,%20max%20lucado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/596490/come%20thirsty%2C%20max%20lucado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, *stares at pile of cards. still no motivation for christmas cards. totally no christmas feeling this time round. and i keep thnking this yr's christmas will be super shiok and fun cause O's over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;selfish and true? "it's all &lt;em&gt;your &lt;/em&gt;fault."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116671418804218248?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116671418804218248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116671418804218248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/ppft.html' title='ppft.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116663937863656416</id><published>2006-12-21T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T10:29:38.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>laughing</title><content type='html'>since LOL= laugh out loud,&lt;br /&gt;ROFL = rolling on floor laughing&lt;br /&gt;and LMAS = laughing my ass off (so dots.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LLL = laugh like Lays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon, use it.&lt;br /&gt;haha, thanks to sharon and janice... we have smth new to use?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116663937863656416?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116663937863656416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116663937863656416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/laughing.html' title='laughing'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116662131030118964</id><published>2006-12-20T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T05:28:30.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>stripped of yr right to be indifferent and apathetic.&lt;br /&gt;no. you dont even have the right to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cannot &lt;em&gt;believe&lt;/em&gt; you, pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;are you so hardened that you are deluded? or maybe it's a great show that you happily sit at the director's chair. i cant decide if they rather it be a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweat and blood down the drain. a destroyed relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zion went outreaching at plazasing today.&lt;br /&gt;it's comforting to see the power of Hope pple over the island? there was this girl who was so irritated with us. "you are the sixth person who shared to me! someone approached me at Tampines mall also."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was initially with jonquek, gwyneth and guozhang. jon shared to these 2 cathigh people and they received Christ. (: then we splitted and i went off with guozhang. we asked several people, many rejections. spoke to these three girls and shared the gospel. one of them is alr a believer while the other two were uninterested abt the gospel, no matter how we shared :/ initially i was kind of worried, cause that believer didnt help us in anyway and she seemed unsure of the whole God thing.. but after the whole sharing, she specially walked back and came up to us, shoke our hand and said "just wana thank you for just now. well done!"&lt;br /&gt;:D made me think of the time i shared to the peicai girls in srgn.macs and a believer teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for pm, and went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116662131030118964?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116662131030118964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116662131030118964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116653768733377579</id><published>2006-12-19T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T06:31:28.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days.</title><content type='html'>i went out today :D&lt;br /&gt;and it rain and rain and rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking to the mrt w yr jeans' bottom soaking wet, lugging a fat guitar and spects clouded with droplets of water is not fun... but the rest of the day was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to do christmas shopping at NORTHPT (&gt;_&lt;) while talking on the hp with ber. anw i got some of my cards @ cold storage, weird right... lol. everywhere else doesnt seem to have nice cards. i wana make laaaaa T_T met up with zion and we went to do street evax at... northpoint/yishunten. (aka "the Godforsaken land", as what sunny likes to call it) can see that the northwest pple have been working hard. :D many pple have heard abt our events and one that my grp met is even going down to BEING on sat! several new things: i was grouped with gwyneth and keith. it was kind of interesting, and really see both of them growing in courage as we continue.. i had a breakthrough man. me, pete and gwyneth shared the gospel in MANDARIN to someone and managed quite well and fluently. i wasn't able to do so last time lah.. anw this is gwen's first time! she really showed courage :D and we ended our outreach with an &lt;strike&gt;embarrassing&lt;/strike&gt; outrageous act of singing "we wish you a merry christmas" @ yishun underpass. i mean, i believe we are not a very musically inclined unit actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we splitted after the evax. me, rachel (fong) and yihui went to meet ian to fix my guitar. four hungry and &lt;em&gt;suaku&lt;/em&gt; souls went to pepper lunch @ dougby exchange. i feel that they are just selling the idea, that woah, my food gets cooked right before my very eyes, more than the mere taste of it. kind of a small serving for the price.. but still enjoyable. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we headed to peace centre... but it was raining and raining and raining.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the rain to stop, we went to.. eat again, this time at The Cathay. jon quek joined us, making this seems like a Zion CLs retreat with ian, - -". ate yakun bread and shilin's crepe. i like &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i lazy to explain the condition of the guit. but i hope its gg to be okay soon, hor?! &lt;strong&gt;hint*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt, we all headed to pradiz centre. yihui got her guit strap (yay!) and ian got his uh, pedal? and we walk back in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the end of today.&lt;br /&gt;my going home curfew has also been pushed forward... but at least now i can go out. hopefully it doesn't flood in yishun or in town, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people seems rather stressed recently. please chill and dont wear yrselves out..&lt;br /&gt;hmm, money is indeed the root of all evil. or rather, greed is. Judas Iscariot betrayed Jesus for money. :/ so much trouble here started due to greed. makes me want to tear hair. &gt;: (&lt;br /&gt;it's time i learn to save and really be good steward of my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year christmas, is kind not very christmas-y. i wonder why..&lt;br /&gt;hols haven't been as fruitful as i intended it to be ):&lt;br /&gt;didn't even bother to make a 07 diary even though i have so many photos this year.. hafn't finish throwing all the unwanted stuff yet, hafn't started on xmas cards for the dear ones.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116653768733377579?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116653768733377579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116653768733377579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/rainy-days.html' title='rainy days.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116645812972535582</id><published>2006-12-19T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T08:12:10.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring day.</title><content type='html'>eh, do my prev posts sound so sad? im not that depressed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was super boring.. cause had to stay at grandma house, which also, has no computer.. but i received smth that brightened up my day! it's a message from rachel saying she has got a sec2 AND convert. omg, &lt;strong&gt;breakthrough!&lt;/strong&gt; im kinda excited to talk to the girl. had a chat w ian abt pokemon,mario and chocs. which was kind of funny but entertaining. then, ying also sent a msg. thanks girl &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in months i watched the 530 drama on channel 8. you know, they repeat those &lt;strike&gt;cheesy and corny&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; dramas during that time slot. but well, i sort of grow up watching all that. predictable storyline and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe nowadays its not sky high but neither does it hit the pit. it has grown to steady more, stronger and less of a coasterride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, photos from ytd. ytd was really no mood to upload em. but yeah, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/314395/nyny%20food%20collage%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/320/684738/nyny%20food%20collage%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/331738/klan@nyny,collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/320/301282/klan%40nyny%2Ccollage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, i can go out tomorrow! it's kind of like alternate days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw pple, think no personalised handmade christmas cards for you all already T_T im sad about this man. but well, its the writings that matter, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116645812972535582?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116645812972535582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116645812972535582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/boring-day_19.html' title='boring day.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116636577565255993</id><published>2006-12-17T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T06:29:35.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>be still, and know you are God.</title><content type='html'>i have never seen him lose his appetite like that, and is so stressed.&lt;br /&gt;i have never heard her cry for a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought there would ever be a lack, perhaps there is now, or in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am seeing and learning many things i never saw.&lt;br /&gt;blood is indeed thicker than water. such love despite all this foolishness. why? because it was poured into us when our creator made us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i am not His child, i would probably be more of an emotional wreck. but i realised i need to grow and stop being the selfish brat that i can be. never thought there would be a day when home isn't the place of refuge. there are going to be much inconveniences, and it's going to be tough, but i know that when i am not in control, my God is. when there is nothing much i can do, prayer becomes the greatest weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isn't a self psychoing session, cause i truly trust.&lt;br /&gt;thank you all of you angels for yr encouragements and regards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116636577565255993?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116636577565255993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116636577565255993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/be-still-and-know-you-are-god.html' title='be still, and know you are God.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116632240822022085</id><published>2006-12-17T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T18:29:12.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my parents are not going to work today, and i got to go out later, to meet the klan! awesome! if because of that thing, they ground me forever more, i will just die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while killing time, i went reading through some of my past entries. they are in another url cux blogger screwed the other day. which is why this blog only has archives from Aug06.&lt;br /&gt;some interesting excerpts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reena came! (:&lt;br /&gt;long time no see.&lt;br /&gt;and seepeng converted!!praise God!&lt;br /&gt;i wana walk down the aisle man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;saturday, 25th June 05&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, reena converted yesterday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs. then thank yihui she brought ian a brotherr to take care of pete larhs.&lt;br /&gt;guided him thru the service.&lt;br /&gt;w2 and mavis were thr too.&lt;br /&gt;hehs pete joined the church&lt;br /&gt;so hes muhh little brothaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;monday, 7th February 05&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew ian?! omg, my typing style is so diigustiingxxx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with ber and qiao and her parents. sbs went to watch the discovery of the noah's ark. wow. so wowed. all the geography, history and statistics all tally.apparently 200+ religions all mentioned about a great flood and some boat.they filmed the process of going up the mysterious mount ararattill the gap that u can actually see the wooden grain through the translucent ice.really admire this people.their faith.and that ard 90% of the bible's prophesies have already taken place.&lt;br /&gt;end times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday, 30th July 2005&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had shepherding.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS shepherd. she lugged a whole box of books and she got prelims tml.and she came to shepherd me. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;sacrificial (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday, 25th August 2005&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, this period of time yihui mugging for Os la.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. archives are kind of interesting. got to go already.&lt;br /&gt;anw my comp curfew has "earlier-ed" to 11pm. &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116632240822022085?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116632240822022085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116632240822022085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-parents-are-not-going-to-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116627489481744052</id><published>2006-12-16T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T05:23:36.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ponned? nah, i didnt. and camp.</title><content type='html'>i couldnt go for service today. i wonder if people noticed, lol.well, its due to some home stuff. if you know it, u know. so i was stuck at my dad's workshop, which has no mode of entertainment- no internet/tv etc. there's 3 meals in 9 hours though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to wake up at 7 plus, then feel miserable for the whole day.. but at 2+, which i assume was altarcall, i ran to the loo to pray alongside all the 1stServ people. i was with all of you in spirit man. anw nea1 seen 4 people cross the line, which is so great! you girls rock! ^^ and someone seemed to regain some newB shyness, you rock too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, my time there was kind of fruitful.. i wrote ten xmas cards, finished reading twelve ordinary men and sort of planned the rest of my holidays.. which is so short. :/ but gona be really fruitful :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since everyone is still out, hanging ard after service, i shall upload some photos~&lt;br /&gt;actually two, the rest is with... everyone. HAND THEM OVER, SEND ME T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/22639/P1020407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/320/91960/P1020407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the fav photos this year no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Andersonians (along w ex-andersonians) @ HOPE. we created a big hooha with our andersonian cheer and screaming "ex-andersonians!" while looking for pple like rayson, lol! but in the end cant find them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the age of the pple in the photo ranges from 13-17. ^^ let's keep this line running strong. glory to glory! same to all the schools! jiayou. lets all build a fam line of hope pple. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/605392/IMG_0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/320/202853/IMG_0168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the northeast cheerleaders (baorun's nt in the pict:/) with the YHOPE olympics trophy! yay, we won! :D thank god for all the other districts too. their cheerlead formation really very nice also, must have taken them alot of time to prac also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this camp is really very hiong, cheonging all the time, cus its compressed into 3d2n. sss is kind of a nice place, though rooms are super far from the hall.. thank God for the super spontaneous nea1! so proud of all of them, am thankful they prayed for me, cux dear yihui is overseas during camp.. it's such a heartening feeling :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the vid before the concert sort of touched my heart all over again. thank God for mm and the pple tt made the vid, awesome job! everything is improving so much, even sermon pts are acted out and really helped to keep everyone awake. thank God for MinOps man and all the pple serving us, mama shop pple also ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother David's stories are so amazing and you see dropping jaws all around, really blessed by his testimonies, which are such real evidences of God's power and made me convicted to pray more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i think mismatch is really a great idea. but apparently, nea1 is kind of underdressed &gt;_&lt; hohoho, so sorry. but we really enjoyed looking at everyone. (hey! who has pete's mismatch photo? it's a must-keep man. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for personal reflections, well, they are personal. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116627489481744052?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116627489481744052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116627489481744052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/ponned-nah-i-didnt-and-camp_16.html' title='ponned? nah, i didnt. and camp.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116619654903214095</id><published>2006-12-15T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T07:29:09.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sheesh.</title><content type='html'>what is this man.&lt;br /&gt;money is irritating indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a sweet season and what pressure they are under.&lt;br /&gt;(i need to start writing christmas cards man...)&lt;br /&gt;wish you will clean up after yourself.&lt;br /&gt;i dont hate you, i think they dont too.&lt;br /&gt;greed and lust, so dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw hopies, if you dont see me tml,&lt;br /&gt;im still with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go zion, no northeast, go HOPE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116619654903214095?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116619654903214095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116619654903214095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/sheesh.html' title='sheesh.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116618626710022155</id><published>2006-12-15T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T04:37:47.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>remotivated/</title><content type='html'>heh. been hearing abt many of my pri sch friends doing well, and going to nj, etc. really wonder who i will meet.. hopefully there's more Hope people and &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt; andersonians. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i am in CJC, index grp 11. &lt;- anyone same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, didnt make it to sajc, whose "Every Saint a Servant Leader" motto is so attractive but im kinda happy to be in cj. pam and jon are with me.. hmm, the Andersonian Hopies. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw today Zion went for street evax. i really thnk God for such a great bunch of people, so motivated, convicted and willing to work. their passion encourages me alot. so, today we got 9 converts, of which 6 from mayflower. mayflower, revival's here. *roars. i want for AND too! sngs is growing frm glory to glory too! this reminds me of passion week. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after pm, dear rachel sheep told me smth that made me smile again. sheep, i hold you to what you say. dont bluff me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, thank God yihui keep telling me to keep my options open, at least i am not dreading jc life so much.. dilemmaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog abt camp, when pamela comes back from japan and hand over the camp picts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116618626710022155?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116618626710022155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116618626710022155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/remotivated.html' title='remotivated/'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116576111542652211</id><published>2006-12-10T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T06:31:55.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging, again.</title><content type='html'>im blogging less frequently than i blog during Os. human beings..&lt;br /&gt;last time during Os shudnt be online so much, im online like everyday and blog the most mundane stuff. recently, i have alot more time, yet dont wana blog. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, these few days are packed with cheerlead/dance practices at istana park and rc. i really thank God for all the people that come, know people like Faith more after all the practices. :D&lt;br /&gt;also have been hanging out with people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out w yihui for shopping @ marinasquare and she sent me home again, like sit train back w me to yishun. this can become shepherding session alr, lol. went to disturb sun studying at lido w lun one fine day, we were watching full hse on lun's macbook, kind of no life. and esplanade w jon and ian after zioncoreteam meet.&lt;br /&gt;accompanied pamela for flu jab just now in the afternoon but had a very fun talk the whole journey there. (we took a very long time to find a clinic thats open) &lt;3 it's interesting that we "lead our own lives" cus actually our friends circle kinda diff and we serve diff units, but its still v nice and comfortable to chat w her xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's last BG teaching was more like a correction session for me &gt;_&lt; the zion coreteam meet after everything was such a great time. the team is such a comfort to me and we are a comfort to one another i guess.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml's BREAKTHROUGH CAMP.&lt;br /&gt;it's renewal time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to know you more,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to love you more,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to serve you more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in that order.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm praying and i'm daring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116576111542652211?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116576111542652211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116576111542652211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/blogging-again.html' title='blogging, again.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116542021037284712</id><published>2006-12-06T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T07:54:15.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nea1blog.</title><content type='html'>have been rather unmotivated to blog.&lt;br /&gt;but... introducing the new&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; neaone blog&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://neaone.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://neaone.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had a fruitful time of sharing during cgmeet. went shopping with peng and rachton after that. and i realised... shopping is not my hobby anymore man, when i finally gather the motivation to go down to town and shop after that nightmare shopping before prom..&lt;br /&gt;you find the same shoes, same stuff everywhere. and im super broke :/&lt;br /&gt;i really prefer just sitting somewhere, eat nice food and chitchat with nice people. lol, laziness is getting the better of me, whoops. talking about food, i totally forgot taka food court has the hotdog-wrapped-in-prata thing that im craving so much for, and i ate smth else :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my yishuners, esp when i sat 169 home today.&lt;br /&gt;bernice, when are you coming back and whats yr flight details?&lt;br /&gt;cixin n people-in-spore, go out leh. r we gg to go thru the whole hols w.o going out tgt ah? o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nose is running away and im using up tissue supplies at home, buzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116542021037284712?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116542021037284712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116542021037284712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/nea1blog.html' title='nea1blog.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116499178093298285</id><published>2006-12-02T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T08:49:40.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>overslept in the morning and only reached rc at one plus, whoops.&lt;br /&gt;had an enjoyable time d a n c i n g. lol.&lt;br /&gt;thank God for &lt;strong&gt;janice&lt;/strong&gt;!!! and her initiative in choreographing and teaching us the superb dance moves. and all the people who turned up. had an enjoyable time, but now there's a quite big hole in my toe. the blister tore.. ouch. we danced for almost 4 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;oh anw, this is for the yHopeOlympics cheerleading. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to eat tauhuay with yihui, rachfong, lun and freedy. after that freedy left and pete and cong joined us. after more talking, yihui, rachel, lun, cong and me went to eat satay and prata and a very lousy service place a very long dist from where we were, ppft, someone's jie shao, lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a funny conver.&lt;br /&gt;A: woah, there's winter at country X and can ski there!&lt;br /&gt;B: oh, so did u ski? so scary lah.&lt;br /&gt;C: oh, i ski before!&lt;br /&gt;B: woah, cool, where??&lt;br /&gt;C: snowcity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of typical singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;"oh i see snow before. singapore has what, snowcity lor" hmm, quite sad sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i look at that closed eyes and upcurved lips,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what peace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i look at that face of agony, crooked figure, hung on a plank,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what suffering.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet, a pain i feel that peace never knew.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the pain that crooked figure understood much more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's why i chose Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116499178093298285?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116499178093298285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116499178093298285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/12/overslept-in-morning-and-only-reached.html' title=''/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116489885732520613</id><published>2006-11-30T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T07:00:57.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thesetwodays</title><content type='html'>i ate satay! haha, mum bought satay, craving satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashcourse day two today. really learn like alot more about jonah, esp chap 1. wrote down some applications really relevant to life now so it's kinda fruitful, though i dozed off a few times, much to deng2's entertainment. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and yihui's back in spore! went to walk ard ps and dougby xchange w her after the course and after a bullying session by the funny brothers.. thanks for sending me home pherd. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's fun too.&lt;br /&gt;caregrp gathering was enjoyable, glad to see everyone so on abt joining a ministry. cancelled date with seepeng, so sorry sheep... went down to tp. sudden decision cause realised everyone's free day on wed. went there with renying and ian brought us around the place.&lt;br /&gt;funfacts!&lt;br /&gt;-tp has a ten storey library, with really nice couches to sleep on&lt;br /&gt;-the entire school is designed to shape like a key from sky view&lt;br /&gt;-it has lan shop&lt;br /&gt;(cant rmb alr)&lt;br /&gt;... and it's very very far away from home T_T, yet it kind of feels like home, lol. cause design block is really very nice lah. yay, philothea said she will bring us ard design during the open hse (: dont have to run ard and peek into the rooms.. hopefully xin can get off from work... all my friends are like working, and im slacking ard.... then, went to eat at mos @ TM and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, thank God for ian and his hospitality. lol. and showing off macbook.&lt;br /&gt;anyone wana buy my laptop? so i can sell it n buy a better one &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116489885732520613?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116489885732520613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116489885732520613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/thesetwodays.html' title='thesetwodays'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116472831783742804</id><published>2006-11-28T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T07:38:37.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a rather lousy day until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/chillout281106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/chillout281106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;chilled with pamela at newyorknewyork. uhm, dinner at 4pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 appetisers, fondue and alot alot alot of icewater. good service, nice seats and environment. went to the empty space on the way to esplanade to relax and wait for the food to digest. saw many dancers and skateboarders, not bad ah, some spore youth life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then went with her to tanjong pagar for her cello rehearsal. we got lost -_-" wana know why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/200/sizes%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the tiny sign indicates that this is the place we are looking for- spore conference hall. and that HUGE singapore CO sign totally overshadow tt tiny sign. so we walked one whole big circle and realised it is actually tt building...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/200/lost%20little%20boy%20%282%29%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's rarer than rare to see kids photo on my blog. this litttle boy is really cute. holding his violin and looking very lost. oh, he's quiet and far away, therefore, cute kid.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pam's mean cello tcher dont lemme watch her play so i left and went home alone. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116472831783742804?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116472831783742804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116472831783742804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/had-rather-lousy-day-until.html' title=''/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116465027967792968</id><published>2006-11-28T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T09:57:59.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes</title><content type='html'>sometimes you wish people are more encouraging&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you wish you never knew, there are some info you can keep to yrself.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you wish there's a greater motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, you just wana eat satay.&lt;br /&gt;been craving for satay since months ago. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bible crash course today was not bad, enjoyed lunch with zion and neb also.&lt;br /&gt;lays: hmm, what to name the new nea1 blog?&lt;br /&gt;kar: hahahha, charbors.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;lays: -_-"might as well say siao charbor. uh, crazy for Christ..&lt;br /&gt;kar: crazy charbor.&lt;br /&gt;lays: ccb.blogspot.com.. ehh, sounds kinda vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;jon literally rofl. he rolled on le meridien B1 floor and laughed...&lt;br /&gt;yah, we discovered that le meridien's basement has alot of chairs, can use. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised like one more month before going to a new envir, wdv jc it might be. :/&lt;br /&gt;i want more holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116465027967792968?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116465027967792968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116465027967792968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/sometimes.html' title='sometimes'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116456389548225822</id><published>2006-11-27T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T08:52:36.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday family day</title><content type='html'>was supposed to go chill out with some people today, but uh... decided to stay at home instead. my dad shouted for me and bro to wake up before 9am even, and i got the same paranoid image i always have when i return home late- that he would be in the living room with a cane. lol. he nv even whack me before lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, dad was so high, he forced me n bro to throw away all junk tt we dont want. so i spend a good sunday afternoon clearing out junk. and discovered smth.. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/401220/ink%20from%20nas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/143949/ink%20from%20nas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;what nas drew for me in sec 2, dedicated to superlays, wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/45365/oddish%20origami.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/885036/oddish%20origami.jpg" border="0" /&gt;pokemon origami!&lt;br /&gt;this is oddish (with quite a moronic expression) sadly, i sort of recall throwing away all the made pokemon origami on impulse one time. only left with this and a few bats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while i thought i am gg to break my record of not going out and staying home for a whole day, sis called to ask us to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we went shopping at j8 -____-"&lt;br /&gt;anw! i bought &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/729711/twelve%20ordinary%20men.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/447931/twelve%20ordinary%20men.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a book that i have wanting to read! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i finished reading little prince in less than an hour. hmm, i recall some tcher saying when u read this book at different stages of yr life, it would be a different experience. kinda true, since i bought the book when i was in pri sch, didnt understand anything, and left it to collect dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a line out of the book&lt;br /&gt;"i need to put up with two or three caterpillars if i want to get to know the butterflies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very sleepy, off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116456389548225822?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116456389548225822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116456389548225822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/sunday-family-day.html' title='sunday family day'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116447009668276606</id><published>2006-11-25T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T08:08:57.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happpydayyy</title><content type='html'>today's a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with my caregroup for brunch and woah, so many people turned up and we enjoyed ourselves, especially seeing emily and sharon eating noodles, hehehe. after that, most of us went for Believer's gathering, while peng went to lunch with her friend/visitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;service praise was really nice.. or maybe because today is really joyous, cause tracie and zhiwei came for service! :D, i cant express my joy. and there were 4 people who joined us today. enjoyed praise exceptionally. i was standing beside yiteng during Bgathering and when we sang king of majesty, she "hey hey hey hey!" like how we normally do, but dont know why pple dont do it anymore, quite funny. although the visitors did not choose to cross the line of faith, i do believe seeds are planted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the high school side had a blast at the high school meeting. the games we planned yesterday were kinda successful, with andrea (kar's friend) emerging as the winnerrrr. hahaha. really enjoyed the crazy and impromptu skit thing with the entire unit. people actually laugh at us. haha! yihui, we are getting yr anointing to tell jokes. the leaders catwalk was hahahahahaha, enjoyable ^^ it's great to serve alongside with them, so on and passionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the day's events, went with pam to ps. eh, we are bored. this whole week has been quite "huh?" and we are still suffering from PES, post exam syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg. someone: where you going after this?&lt;br /&gt;me: oh, tcc.&lt;br /&gt;someone: huh?&lt;br /&gt;me: oh, bcc. eh?? i mean tcc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i almost replied rachel's "hey wana go some cafe and chitchat?" with "oh okay! i bring my books along."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, so kinda dazed this week. we just ate, sat around and chatted. but it's enjoyable lah. thanks for the wallet, sb (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i just realised one major area that i changed in since i came to church. when i was in lowersec, i used to treat my house merely as a house, not a home, and even an ATM machine. i come home to get allowance for tml and to sleep. but recently i really learn to appreciate my parents, like how my mum would ensure the rice cooker is left on so i can eat my second dinner when i reach home, and how dad would somehow find a prominent spot on my cluttered table to leave my allowance. i suddenly feel like learning how to cook! realised recently how blessed i am to have homecooked food. anw my mum still uses charcoal stove to make soup, so i got nice soup to drink, hehe. hmm, it's going to take some time to convince everyone i wont burn down the kitchen though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised how fake yr smiles are too.&lt;br /&gt;feel really sad, that your smiles arent genuine. there's so much unrest in you yet you just choose to pretend it's all okay. sense such a broken spirit. felt really thankful i have people in my life that let me smile only when i want to. i pray you would find people that allow you to do so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, so many people's overseas!&lt;br /&gt;sunny, rachel fong, yihui and bernice.&lt;br /&gt;jo's back. pam's back and gg fly again. jon's flying soon.&lt;br /&gt;ah, i also wana fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, pam reminded me of smth ps jeff spoke about.&lt;br /&gt;we serve because we love.&lt;br /&gt;simple sentence, but it does mean plenty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116447009668276606?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116447009668276606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116447009668276606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/happpydayyy.html' title='happpydayyy'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116438407497943779</id><published>2006-11-25T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T08:42:16.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROM NIGHT 2006.</title><content type='html'>PROM 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thu morn, went to do cut and style my hair in the morning, and head over to jasmine's with bernice and cixin. so we stone around, play comp and waited for the rest to come. never did such &lt;s&gt;bimbotic&lt;/s&gt; vain things in the clan before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/381675/make%20up%20mess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/710134/make%20up%20mess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such as, make up.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew my friends know how to make up, lol.&lt;br /&gt;presenting to you our dear make up artist. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/467124/our%20dear%20make%20up%20artist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/758461/our%20dear%20make%20up%20artist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is pang huishan, affectionately know as makmak. (the photo is shaky cause i was laughing) but anw, mak rocks! she make up for all 6 of us then herself. w.o her, we would probably go w.o makeup, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/86079/clan,%20eat%20ah%20eat..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/986785/clan%2C%20eat%20ah%20eat..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then, we became hungry. or rather, i whined that i wana eat smth. ber and jo then went to cook (: &lt;br /&gt;chicken campbell soup w egg, made w love. (gaying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after much safety-pinning, hair blowing, eye drawing, photo taking, ribbon tying,&lt;br /&gt;its time to go already. we splitted into two cabs and cabbed down to hyatt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/922998/grand%20ball%20room%20at%20hyatt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/358140/grand%20ball%20room%20at%20hyatt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yihui was shopping at far east and she actually came over to say hi. lol. the first feeling that struck us when we reached the reception place was overwhelmed. so many people decked out in stuff that you cant even recognise them, and alot of camera flashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially everyone was bummed when we heard got to sit in class, esp since i dont really belong to any clique in 4/4 but thank God, my table people are very fun and high. although 4/6 somewhat dominated the prom, but i enjoyed myself, tuck at the corner back there, since it's so near the food table (: the food esp the deserts' really not bad. thought that the emcee's not bad too, just that everyone rather be fluttering around and taking photos with the acquaintances we make these 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/36036/cheat%20clubbing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/916044/cheat%20clubbing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;seriously dont know whats w the andersonians. after the tchers left, they flock forward to &lt;s&gt;dance &lt;/s&gt;raise one hand in the air and jump on the spot. me and friends sat back and watch. uh, its really kind of shocking. relatively entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/139078/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/320/786342/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collage of some picts: (L to R, top to bottom)&lt;br /&gt;BLJ with zoe, me w wilson wong, huishan with apple, Miss Enchanting ^^, me with weeyang, me and huishan with pamela and yixuan, us with wilson ong and weilun, me and puqin, joanne with amelia and me n huishan with jg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/165151/ber%20046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/131566/ber%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ber and me with mrs AllisonLim! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/958655/ber%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/620778/ber%20044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;me and mr eric tay! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/824705/ber%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/815628/ber%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the great make up artist and her "model", yo. hahaha!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/461027/Picture%20792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/200/173046/Picture%20792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is my make up artist's privileged boyfriend.&lt;s&gt; i wana kill him so huishan can me mine! mine! muahahaha. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/544442/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/320/428601/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the girlfrie&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/1600/422877/PIC_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6102/574/320/210881/PIC_0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nds (&lt;3)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;one of the fav picts this year (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we went to macs across the road after prom, okay kinda loser... but just sat there and chitchat for awhile. soon, everyone somehow had to leave. :/ me, ber and xin went to sleepover at jasm's. loser me literally sleep over. they chit chatted but due to sleeping for 4h the prev night, i zonked out. told jasmine my pae choices in a half asleep mode and she repeated it thrice to confirm, lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that we happily walk to macs from her hse at 6am, sat outside macs to wait for it to open. ate hotcakes happy meal. the two meals after that 70 bucks prom dinner were.. macs. :/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;guess this officially spells the end of the andersonian journey, yo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116438407497943779?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116438407497943779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116438407497943779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/prom-night-2006.html' title='PROM NIGHT 2006.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116434714137040446</id><published>2006-11-22T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:11:43.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God, first love</title><content type='html'>had a very enjoyable meeting w zion careleaders and yihui. we worshipped for fifty minutes, no less. was really blessed by the worship, really must thank God for Rachel, who is in Korea now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt really comfortable, just sitting there and hugging my knees, and just singing to God, a personal worship, nice to just leave ministry temporarily at the back of our heads. been a long time since we leave down titles, and are children, not servants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my burden was lifted and i was renewed.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im not healed, but im on my way to restoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caregroup gathering was on the same day, and we went to prata hse after that. me, karchian, janice and sharon then went down to town, having time to kill. woah, the whole world was there, getting last minute prom stuff or shopping. met like 6 or 7 sets of different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh forgot to blog abt this.&lt;br /&gt;so after the zion clm, i was rummaging through my bag, trying to find my ezlink card but was very unsuccessful. so yihui helped me n rummage thru my bag too, and also cant find. so she went, probably as a casual comment "haiyo, did u throw it away?" and i realised "highly possible!" so we went over to the dustbin where i dumped my dinner remains and shone my hp light in. oh, the dustbin is at the serangoon central tt crowded busstop, and we looked uber lame. then i found it! but soaked with ... i cant and dont want to know what liquid tt is. gross, but yay, thank God man, if not need to make new one. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116434714137040446?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116434714137040446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116434714137040446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/god-first-love.html' title='God, first love'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116403599248602028</id><published>2006-11-20T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T10:15:07.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spiritual bday 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/spiritual%20bday%2006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/spiritual%20bday%2006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;dont mind the bad photos. but i had a greaaattt day today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's my spiritual bday today. sarah msged me. lol. i kind of forgot abt it till ytd night also. so i guess you wont rmb too, the one i shared this day with, honey?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anw, today is the first day in months that i am out without a clear objective, but nevertheless in town for the 5th consecutive day &gt;__&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HS prompted dear rachel (fong) to yue me out today and somehow seems to be my answered prayer and so we went out and to marina sq.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we ate: pizza hut lunch express and then the swensens ice cream i have wanted to try so bad, always walk outsides northpt swensens during those days of lonesome mugging. it's a real good promo, with very good combo. all my fav flavours. ^^&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/swensens%20new%20promo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/swensens%20new%20promo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and we&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; talk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talk&lt;/span&gt; talk &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;talk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;talk, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;about dilutions, discoveries, the spiritual and the not so spiritual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i had a great time w the very nice, very pretty, cute and wonderful fellow coreteam sister. (uhm, i was coerced into typing this). anw, thanks, from the depths of my heart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, time to get down and do stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116403599248602028?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116403599248602028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116403599248602028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/spiritual-bday-06.html' title='spiritual bday 06'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116403331272268918</id><published>2006-11-20T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T06:35:12.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6questions for people</title><content type='html'>saw this on someone's blog when bloghopping. somewhat interesting.&lt;br /&gt;so, for those who tag currently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll challenge you to try something.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll tell you something I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JON&lt;br /&gt;1. jonathan is successful in QT sessions with zion.&lt;br /&gt;2. dye yr hair purple (:&lt;br /&gt;3. black, cause of yr black muji pens.&lt;br /&gt;4. you are dilligent and works hard for KOG&lt;br /&gt;5. glutton glutton glutton :X&lt;br /&gt;6. uh.. i dont know sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEILUN&lt;br /&gt;1. weilun is a joke.&lt;br /&gt;2. i dare ya to perm yr hair higher, "glory-er"&lt;br /&gt;3. red, yr blog i guess.&lt;br /&gt;4. you are really funny.&lt;br /&gt;5. i cant rmb my first impression of you.&lt;br /&gt;6. bird, tweety bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIANCONG&lt;br /&gt;1. cong hates congs.&lt;br /&gt;2. eat ten meals a day, lol.&lt;br /&gt;3. green, yr adidas sling green.&lt;br /&gt;4. you are sensitive n encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;5. cool brown hair guy in nafa.&lt;br /&gt;6. uhm... onion-mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATALIE&lt;br /&gt;1. natalie doesnt call herself nat, does she?&lt;br /&gt;2. try wearing heels!&lt;br /&gt;3. blue, yr tt fishnet bag blue. but yes, i know you like orange.&lt;br /&gt;4. you are encouraging and really sweet!&lt;br /&gt;5. very cute &gt;_&lt; , paedophile instincts strike.&lt;br /&gt;6. fish? random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIXIN&lt;br /&gt;1. cixin's sister is cidian, the dictionary~&lt;br /&gt;2. wear skirt for one whole week, yo.&lt;br /&gt;3. black.&lt;br /&gt;4. i love yr letters and postcards!&lt;br /&gt;5. nice neat ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;6. HAHAHA. penguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE&lt;br /&gt;1. you can be a bangist, cause u like to bang into stuff.&lt;br /&gt;2. eh, cant think of any.&lt;br /&gt;3. orange yo.&lt;br /&gt;4. contagious laughter.&lt;br /&gt;5. recalls ned ucg whr we were playing do u love yr neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;6. human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNNY&lt;br /&gt;1. sunny is having a pathetic phone currently.&lt;br /&gt;2. contd using this hp forever haha.&lt;br /&gt;3. orange, the colour of yr jacket.&lt;br /&gt;4. very nice, will come and entertain the EXmugger me.&lt;br /&gt;5. adidas jacket, adidas jacket guy.&lt;br /&gt;6. no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEPENG&lt;br /&gt;1. my sheeeeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;2. stop watching anime until after yr Os, evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;3. orange (if i dont say this i die)&lt;br /&gt;4. faithful and loves God.&lt;br /&gt;5. guides junior thats quite rah-rah.:X&lt;br /&gt;6. (i hate this question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAMES&lt;br /&gt;1. kang kanggggg is yr name.&lt;br /&gt;2. start mugging for As.&lt;br /&gt;3. brown&lt;br /&gt;4. smart and helpful, desires to serve.&lt;br /&gt;5. jon's good friend, lol.&lt;br /&gt;6. porcupine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETE&lt;br /&gt;1. i know him when he was in pri 6!&lt;br /&gt;2. tell everyone yr name is armpit. whoops.&lt;br /&gt;3. red, white, black.&lt;br /&gt;4. v humble and brother brother.&lt;br /&gt;5. little junior in the library.&lt;br /&gt;6. camel, dont ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i wonder if pple will do this also. quite fun lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116403331272268918?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116403331272268918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116403331272268918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/6questions-for-people.html' title='6questions for people'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116394485532229600</id><published>2006-11-19T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T06:00:55.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shop</title><content type='html'>i finally remembered to go check out the circle line, which is the new line that LTA is building to make it easier to travel from say, bishan to buona vista and say, yishun to tampines/bedok, heh. but apparently, everything is going to be completed in 2010, which we would have all moved on to another life station. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was siansation, shopping.&lt;br /&gt;yaya, you never read wrongly. i woke up on the wrong side of bed today but went to meet the clan for shopping anyway. shopping for prom clothes is really kind of buzzzz. especially since its sunday and family day and the whole world is out. (together with their uber noisy kids) but nevertheless! i got my dress! it's at this little corner in isetan, and i hope noone else discovers it, hiak. the rest have a harder time.. me and cixin left ying and huishan at cityhall and we went to meet ber. the three happy yishuners went to chong pang -_-" and we discovered the nice shoe shop xin's sis was talking about. the shoes there are nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heartland shopping is the in thing, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop till you drop isnt appealing anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116394485532229600?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116394485532229600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116394485532229600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/shop.html' title='shop'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116394573574709031</id><published>2006-11-19T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T06:20:12.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sparkle of first love</title><content type='html'>so this is how he feels.&lt;br /&gt;when he tries so hard to break in and touch him.&lt;br /&gt;someone seems to be much more accessible.&lt;br /&gt;which is good in a way, yet it feels somewhat frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;man, i can identify with you totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is how it feels like when wdv you say and share goes down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;i spilled the beans and i told you what i refused to tell most people.&lt;br /&gt;what a response to receive after so much.&lt;br /&gt;why make yourself a burden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's much i want to do, there's much to do in fact.&lt;br /&gt;cant get myself down to do it.&lt;br /&gt;emotionally stretching. pull, pull, pull.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow marks two years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116394573574709031?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116394573574709031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116394573574709031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/sparkle-of-first-love.html' title='the sparkle of first love'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116378379823600523</id><published>2006-11-18T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T09:33:06.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of liberation</title><content type='html'>the night is still young, but i am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept for 4 hours today, turned in at 4am. was supposed to have some Joke to wake me up at 8am one, but he overselpt himself and woke up 5 hours later (: so anw, i went to find pamela, to pass her stuff, cause she's flying off today for missions. met her at ard 10+ at cityhall and they left for east RC. i wana go and see leh. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left for serangoon and NE rc. really quite little people... so we had morn devotion.&lt;br /&gt;soon after, there's northeast training class!&lt;br /&gt;woah, i learnt alot.&lt;br /&gt;debbie taugh abt cg dynamics, kind of like relearning. but i enjoyed myself lah.&lt;br /&gt;stanley doesnt like bimbos yo. and he doesnt believe i like Art!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;gideon continued the second part in bullet train fashion. woah, i learnt alot of new things. he managed to come up with an extremely tramautising exercise for us to apply what we learnt. he gave all of us a teaching and made us prepare to teach in ten minutes, but 2 points only lah. after which we would all just teach at the same time, pretending we are really talking to our cgs. gi would then tap someone, and we all would squat and listen to that someone teach.i was one of the lucky ones chosen. i kind of blabbered and my brain wandered to dunt know where. woah, but its really challenging. thank God for deb n gi, must have taken you guys very long to prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i ate cup noodles and everyone just loitered around. then left for corporate pm with alot of people. corporate pm was an eyeopener, never been to one before apparently. the pastor of the mandarin church, pastor james prophesied over me!&lt;br /&gt;he's really cool.&lt;br /&gt;he says God's going to use me more powerfully in a foreign land.&lt;br /&gt;when i heard this, my jaw dropped and i forgot to pray, lol. but then yihui made a pt that it may be a new sch, foreign environment.&lt;br /&gt;he also said i will bring hope to those in darkness, and those tt are less privileged. and i can use my gift of mercy. he knows i have it when i never even talk to him before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's a great experience altogether. left earlier with yining. heartening to hear about her lifestory too. it's really great to be young man. i want to be a youth forever, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yesterday aka liberation day. me, ying n ber headed down to dougby exchange, where i threw away two pairs of shoes (seriously, down the dustbin), and bought new slippers- ugly but very comfy. which walking around, we discovered made with love. which is a scrapbooking place, what a woaaahhh place.&lt;br /&gt;for the uninitiated- scrapbooking is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scrapbooking"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scrapbooking&lt;/a&gt; it's very low profile in spore till recently and pangy attempted to do smth like that for us, but we discovered the place then she "forget it, dowan do alr" AHHHH! *slaps self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which we...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/hark%20music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/hark%20music.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm lazy. if you cant figure this out, too bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116378379823600523?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116378379823600523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116378379823600523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/2nd-day-of-liberation.html' title='2nd day of liberation'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116370353007448487</id><published>2006-11-17T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:01:28.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIBERATION SMELLS SWEET.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/just_fly_by_Fairy_Bluebird.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/just_fly_by_Fairy_Bluebird.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo. Os overrr! and i feel like this.&lt;br /&gt;just that very tired now, cannot jump.&lt;br /&gt;anw credits: took this from deviant, its called just fly by fairy bluebird (thats the name of the artist, i dont think she's chinese, if you are thinking crooked-ly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, dont know why but everyone seems kind of okay. not very liberated that kind of triumphant feeling. i was kinda high during last paper already and whoops, the invigilators saw what i was scribbling on the rough paper. :/ mad lah. there wasnt even any shouts after the paper, cause we might get whacked by the history people, their paper is the next day, whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see, Os is like a surrreal recurring nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;it's like over so quickly now that u think abt it but when u are surviving it, it's kind of tortorous, struggling kind of feeling, and we did so many- tests, preps, prelims, its like repetition and you dont even rmb which is which. but it's okay lah, just that our timetable sucks. so we can study all 4 years and screw up, and it's just too bad lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i want to sleep. it has been a long day. blog more tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, the next day etc... w.o feeling guilty. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;did i tell you i will revert to normal after Os? i think im going crazier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116370353007448487?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116370353007448487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116370353007448487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/liberation-smells-sweet.html' title='LIBERATION SMELLS SWEET.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116343262635099075</id><published>2006-11-13T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T07:43:46.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chem sucks.</title><content type='html'>today i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/chem%20sucks%20(3).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/200/chem%20sucks%20%283%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate and ate and ate, while stuffing chem into my shrinking brain. gosh, i detest chemistry :/ i really dont mind it for like those fact of day kind of thing, like nickel is the catalyst for making margarine. -_-" but i hate organic chem. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starbuck's espresson chewy brownie is quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i met an eccentric woman.&lt;br /&gt;she was wearing a skirt, then she sat at the table beside mine in macs, put her legs on the chair and was reading some daily devotion book. then she repeatedly drank her coffee, stood up, put her hands on her hips n look at herself in the mirror which is on the pillar a few tables away. and she kept doing that. like 5 times. so kind of freaky. she left macs then came back and repeated the routine for another 2 times or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went off to starbucks. sun came and we chit chat for some time, cause his sch nearby. then after that, this ij girl (dont know is which sch) sitting at the next table. woah. she study halfway then super stressed then she blurted out the F word, then started scrawling all over her foolscap zi bao zi qi-ly after crushing like 3 pcs of foolscap. -_- why so stressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, i wrote an encouraging msg on the starbucks serviette and pass it to her w a yhope card w my contacts n left the place. so far, no response :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lays' list of top 5 places to mug, in no order of merit.&lt;br /&gt;1. yishun northpt bk.&lt;br /&gt;everyone mugs there. mostly yellow light though. has a few tables under white light.&lt;br /&gt;2. yishun starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;its located at some ooloo (lol) corner. there's free music from dano next door. but they repeat the cd daily :/ (it has unfaithful, pcd's songs and because of you) has interesting people with interesting convers for you to eavesdrop if you are too bored :X&lt;br /&gt;3. bishan j8 coffeebean @ 2nd level&lt;br /&gt;must steal the big table. dont leave yr stuff there for too long. they confiscate! painful lesson xD&lt;br /&gt;4. bishan hdb flats study corner.&lt;br /&gt;no air con, no fan. pray for wind.&lt;br /&gt;5. novena macs.&lt;br /&gt;i like novena, but the macs has this air refresher thing that smells like rubber! or it does only to me, but so gross lah. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so right, in another 3 days. that 5 places, i will NOT visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116343262635099075?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116343262635099075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116343262635099075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/chem-sucks.html' title='chem sucks.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116333026660973489</id><published>2006-11-12T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T07:36:33.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz.</title><content type='html'>okay, i ripped this from my sheep, seepeng's blog. very long never do such stuff alr, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. how old do you wish you were?&lt;br /&gt;fourteen :D cause there's no need to mug that much and im very free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Where you when 9/11 happened?&lt;br /&gt;uhm, sitting in front of the teevee and i rmb saying "wah, is that a new movie? super cool!" at the news :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. what do you do when vending machines steal your money?&lt;br /&gt;look ard to see if there's people. if not, kick the machine and walk off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. do you consider yourself kind?&lt;br /&gt;can lah, if you are within my mercy range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. if you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;back i guess. most likely not, cause i am too fickle minded, scared of blood/needle/pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. if you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;japanese. cliche i know. but i wana watch anime w.o having to read subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. do you know your neighbours?&lt;br /&gt;yes, in a bad way. they chop off my mum's plant when i was younger. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. what do you consider a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;burn the books, go to hawaii and surf. or rather, watch em do it.&lt;br /&gt;or cruise! or anywhr out of spore w pals. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. do you follow your horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;used to. realised its dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. would you move for the person you love?&lt;br /&gt;what do you mean by this? move house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. are you touchy feely?&lt;br /&gt;uh, according to love lang test, my touch is 1. : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. do you believe that opposites attract?&lt;br /&gt;somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. dream job?&lt;br /&gt;designer! i dont mind the eyebags and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. favourite tv channels?&lt;br /&gt;starhub 55? nth much really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. favourite place to go on weekends?&lt;br /&gt;church, town, beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. showers or baths?&lt;br /&gt;if in rush, showers. if need time to think, baths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. do you paint your nails?&lt;br /&gt;im too lazy.. *phleg face* anw i attempted a yr ago, but it turned out gross :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. do you trust people easily?&lt;br /&gt;to a certain extent, yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. what are your phobias?&lt;br /&gt;u sure u wana know? okay, blood,knives,deep waters, high speed, kids, and etc...&lt;br /&gt;thus i cant commit suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;if they are quiet and nice, and not brats, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;br /&gt;uh, yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. where would you rather be now?&lt;br /&gt;heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. who makes you warm and fuzzy?&lt;br /&gt;a hug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;edit. oh who? god, and people who show they really care.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. heavy or light sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;dont like to sleep. normally light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. are you paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. are you impatient?&lt;br /&gt;*nods head vigorously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. who can you relate to?&lt;br /&gt;cixin? alot of people what. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. how do you feel about interracial couples?&lt;br /&gt;other people, im fine..... cant accept it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. have you been burned by love?&lt;br /&gt;lol. why sound so emo kia? bgr love, nah. other kinds of love.. well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. what's your pick-up line?&lt;br /&gt;uh, can i say stuff that i like to say instead?&lt;br /&gt;shut up, move on.&lt;br /&gt;omg, so cute/pretty/gross/nice.&lt;br /&gt;orh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. what's your main ringtone on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;my hp is 24/7 silent. so the ringtone is brrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. what were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;*thinks very long. online i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. what did the last text on your mobile say?&lt;br /&gt;i dont have welcome/good bye things. was listening to "indescribable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;br /&gt;mine. -_-" slept on the comp chair first though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. what colour shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, grey. i hate grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. most recent movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;deathnote i think. *checks wallet. yah, correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. name three things you have on at all times.&lt;br /&gt;thoughts, eyes (though myopic) and ... hair. :/ the rest (clothes, spects)&lt;br /&gt;all can remove one what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. what colour are your bedsheets?&lt;br /&gt;blue, buzzzz. its hellokitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. how much cash do you have right now?&lt;br /&gt;eh. i dont knw. got alot of coins, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.what's your favourite part of the chicken?&lt;br /&gt;drumstick for kfc. wings for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. what's your favourite town/city?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know leh. i travel around then i decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. i can't wait till:&lt;br /&gt;AFTER Os. and christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. what did you have for dinner last night?&lt;br /&gt;cone, half of large fries, half of large coke light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. how tall are you barefoot?&lt;br /&gt;last time measured 162. im positive i grew taller. (pun intended- optimism)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.do you own a gun?&lt;br /&gt;toy ones. lego ones too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. what do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;nothing. my stomach cant take stuff in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. where do you think you'll be in 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;hershey's sundae pie from bk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. what songs do you sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;worship songs. very softly too. or wdv's running thru my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. last thing that made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;tweety bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. worst injury you ever had?&lt;br /&gt;sprain my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. does someone have a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;dont think so. &lt;s&gt;im not infinite, :P&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. what's your favourite candy?&lt;br /&gt;anything meiji. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. what song do you want played at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, you read till this point? you must be really really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped part two. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;okay, family dinner. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116333026660973489?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116333026660973489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116333026660973489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/quiz.html' title='quiz.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116332681218810500</id><published>2006-11-12T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:20:12.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>contd, hp madness.</title><content type='html'>okay, so i discovered hanhui got the phone (see previous post)&lt;br /&gt;anw, according to him and &lt;a href="http://asia.cnet.com/"&gt;cnet&lt;/a&gt;, the phone doesnt have auto focus n macro. and that sucks. :/ got to stop my tech-lusting-cameras, laptops, phones and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to mug abit at northpt. weilun came and mug abit too, really abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's easy to use christian jargon, it's a whole different thing living up to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116332681218810500?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116332681218810500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116332681218810500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/contd-hp-madness.html' title='contd, hp madness.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116326619300128897</id><published>2006-11-12T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T09:35:21.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new hp?</title><content type='html'>so i went techsurfing, and i saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/spg.jsp?cc=sg&amp;lc=en&amp;amp;amp;ver=4000&amp;template=pp1_loader&amp;amp;php=php1_10389&amp;zone=pp&amp;amp;lm=pp1&amp;pid=10389"&gt;http://www.sonyericsson.com/spg.jsp?cc=sg&amp;amp;lc=en&amp;amp;ver=4000&amp;template=pp1_loader&amp;amp;php=php1_10389&amp;zone=pp&amp;amp;lm=pp1&amp;amp;pid=10389&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a white phone!&lt;br /&gt;is it sharon's hp? &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, it is still 2megapixel. means i nv upgrade if i wana get this. and this cam has no macro function, omg. :/&lt;br /&gt;but, it has a blogger function. can blog immediately from the phone itself. is relatively thin. has 3G. actually i get insecure abt 3G phones. cause i bring my hp everywhere one. recalls qiao picking up fabby's call when she just wake up and they video call, xD&lt;br /&gt;and, its a nice shade of white!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comments?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116326619300128897?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116326619300128897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116326619300128897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-hp_12.html' title='new hp?'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116326184528306593</id><published>2006-11-12T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:23:47.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pierced</title><content type='html'>i went to buy chocs halfway through breakfast w peng and feli.&lt;br /&gt;but the recepient of the chocs didnt turn up. yah, im sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pam said "but you are human too what."&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, just need such a line.&lt;br /&gt;God is God and i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;i try, and i screw up, sometimes, like recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe me, i will pay anything to get them back.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how long the wait will be, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, aft serv today, me n pam went to dougby xchange w jon to study. there's some empty chairs n tables tt belong to noone there. and we learn many things such as: &lt;br /&gt;-the hair saloon place there is really nice, they play boa's songs (pam like only lah) and if you're the brat of a rich woman, you get to curl yr hair there.&lt;br /&gt;-they sell nice shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided we need to rest and went to macs @ ps. and we were complaining why no hopies around then soon, came NED and NEA and junhuang,sunny,marcus,desmond,yushan,clar etc. so after they walk ard, we sat around and fool around. yeongdeng was exceptionally high today &gt;_&lt; cong showed me a graphics book w tonnes of cool graphics, eyefeast (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home w alot of people, thats how the day went.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116326184528306593?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116326184528306593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116326184528306593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/pierced.html' title='pierced'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116315889267129558</id><published>2006-11-10T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:43:19.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the nugget of time, the clan.</title><content type='html'>i dont know what to do with this nugget of time i have now. (why nugget? i dont know, cannot think properly, probably hungry) after the emaths paper, i felt super stupid :/&lt;br /&gt;because i realised i did two qns in sectB when i only need to do one. i dont ever make such stupid mistakes, first time, in Os. *bobs head left and right* this paper is a little harder than expected, sian. buzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, recently cong showed me this blog of this guy who's currently taking his bachelor degree in animation @ Sheridan college. so i went bloghopping from his blog to deviant and all those omg people who makes me look at the floor and shake my head, wondering if someone would ever employ me in the future. haha. but really, people do want their works to be seen and heard. just look at blogskins. there's some skins that you -_-" at and there are some you woah! at and they are all from "commoners" like everyone ya see on the streets. there's great stuff and much delights in deviant though, hiakhiak! so this is what i did to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, me and dear cixin did our own, ahem, art- after doing last yr's emaths paper at macs.&lt;br /&gt;its actually a joke and if you know us, it's quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/kclan!.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/kclan%21.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the clan, xD&lt;br /&gt;this makes me really wonder how come we got together. we are all extremely different people with almost no common specific interest at all. the only thing i think we probably have in common is that we are all really uncool. &gt;__&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left to right,&lt;br /&gt;renying! pretty one (: easily entertained, can kuku kind of easily too, look at the pose in the pict, hoho!&lt;br /&gt;me! cixin gave me a potatochip body and a oddish at my legs. her oddish cmi..&lt;br /&gt;huishan! aka "ahmak" since the sec1 days. sacrificial friend, recalls the time we woke up at chalet seeing her clean the loo w maggie noodles soaked in urine. gross right. filial daughter and lovable friend.&lt;br /&gt;cixin! the one i go gaga at designs with, drag w on "artsy expeditions", good company home, crap and all.&lt;br /&gt;jasmine! we r sorry u turned out not nice in the pict, we draw until high alr. loud one in the grp. loves singing. the one i got closer w first in sec2, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/ber"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/200/ber%27s%20barney.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and dear bernice aka barney, who aint in the pict.&lt;br /&gt;she's the one i rant to all the time. very patient sister.. one that made the guiding journey worthwhile and colourful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne! uhm dont have any pict for you :/ my seating partner in sec2, good friend in guides also. haha, sort of depended on each other those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, its quite weird writing these "captions" for em, cause we wont say such stuff one lah. so abit dont know what to write, keep backspacing and retyping, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, this is a little tribute to these great people i meet in this school i guess. for the andersonian hopies, dont worry, we'll see each other till the grave. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116315889267129558?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116315889267129558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116315889267129558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/nugget-of-time-clan.html' title='the nugget of time, the clan.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116309110359918954</id><published>2006-11-10T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T08:51:43.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life, move on already.</title><content type='html'>kids seem to be quite a hurry to" grow up"?&lt;br /&gt;i saw some &lt;em&gt;xiao-bengs&lt;/em&gt; one day hanging ard northpoint. they seemed to have mastered the style of walking with their arms swinging behind their back which, in my opinion, is extremely energy consuming. then they have their metal chains and try-to-spike hair. the funny thing is they were all holding these blown up plastic strips, like those sound producing thing u hit at ndp, as "weapons".&lt;br /&gt;entertaining. whatever happened to little kids who run and play catching at playgrounds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/flag%20for%20the%20bus%20early.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/flag%20for%20the%20bus%20early.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very interesting sign at amk. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/day%20in%20jail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/day%20in%20jail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a picture of how prison looks like in the morning. people would be doing their own things.&lt;br /&gt;(this is anderson canteen. we are at our usual stone tables, away from the crowd)&lt;br /&gt;ha, feels like an ad for yeos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the patriotism we got from ss dwindled after today. ha, they spot wrong qns : /&lt;br /&gt;but yay, its over lets move on w life. one more week and we are done. but somehow, it feels a little sad. the stuff you mug and cramp for 2 precious yrs get over in 2h+ and then u may not even do that 2h+ well due to many constraints, like how they wana put bio n geog tgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i attempted to rest today after meeting peng, tian and kar after the papers. but i realised! i cannot find any form of entertainment that doesnt involve addictive ones like msn, manga etc. so i took a walk ard the neighbourhood behind the yishun bus interchange in the rain. then had mini cornettos, tiramisu n strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;nothing like icecream to make one's day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116309110359918954?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116309110359918954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116309110359918954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-move-on-already.html' title='life, move on already.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116291280399160259</id><published>2006-11-07T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T07:20:04.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need a timeout.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i stare at bio/geog notes then go "i know this, what!".&lt;br /&gt;then i realise i dont really know it all, after all.&lt;br /&gt;why must they put bio n geog on the same day? cant make it to caregroup meeting tt day, papers end at 4/5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had an interesting morning. mum said smth to me and i dont know why i replied, while flipping on my bed "41.5" then she was like huh? what 41.5? 41 oclock? and she got very entertained that i said 41 oclock, and asked if dad has given me my allowance. so my brain brought me to 2 days ago, and i said "yaa, you." then dad screamed from the living room "noooo, mei you!!!"&lt;br /&gt;because of them getting very high on a tue morning, i woke up soon after that and off-ed my alarm, and overselpt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, think i ought to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully can craft some beautifully emo-kia essay tml.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the angmohs like it, and give me my desired distinction. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116291280399160259?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116291280399160259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116291280399160259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-need-timeout.html' title=''/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116282816637113198</id><published>2006-11-06T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T07:49:26.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ss paper</title><content type='html'>today's paper is kind of funny.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was kind of tensed, and trying to stuff information in that 4hours between mathsp1 and ss paper. we got so desperate we started chanting "merger! merger! merger!" (or rather, they chant while i attempt to hide face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everyone dashed into the hall when the doors opened, and checked the paper and break into grins when they see Q2: merger and separation. it was at that very moment, i felt extremely patriotic, to the school, for hitting the bull's eye and to Singapore, for setting that paper, hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. my life is currently very boring. this is probably the most exciting thing already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yihui came to visit me today at ulu yishun and we studied and chitchat.&lt;br /&gt;anw thanks to all ya kind souls for yr sms-es--- natalie, keith, rachel (fong), yushan, sunny, siewluan, karchian, qiao, desmond, dengky, weilun... i just cleared my inbox, so some msgs gone alr :X so if u hv encouraged us, thanks! : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next saturday, we gona dance dance dance in a new found freedom! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116282816637113198?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116282816637113198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116282816637113198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/ss-paper.html' title='ss paper'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116257011260571602</id><published>2006-11-04T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T08:47:17.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why brother, why?</title><content type='html'>his remorse, his disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;snowballing of his faults in yr book.&lt;br /&gt;you claim you dont care, but i know you are hurting.&lt;br /&gt;that same furious look.&lt;br /&gt;that same flustered look.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116257011260571602?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116257011260571602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116257011260571602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-brother-why.html' title='why brother, why?'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116248731334556099</id><published>2006-11-03T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T08:58:19.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>materialism</title><content type='html'>hoho, if i suddenly discover that my father is actually a very rich guy and has a safe the size of a fridge... i would get: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/light.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/200/light.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/t10!.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/200/t10%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. *inserts all the picts of clothes and shoes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im pretty sure my dad isnt a very rich guy. but anyway, thankful that mum blessed me with new pants just now. she n sis went to shop for sis' maternity wear and somehow got me pants. (:&lt;br /&gt;and alot of food tt i like! seaweed, ebi fritters, wings, mangocake.... so i totally indulge in gluttony, whoops. family atmosphere has been alot better. : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho. im convict 0143, cell number 2011.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116248731334556099?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116248731334556099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116248731334556099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/materialism.html' title='materialism'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116239476920298481</id><published>2006-11-01T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T07:26:09.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://breakthroughcamp.blogspot.com"&gt;http://breakthroughcamp.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daily devotions are available online. thank God for the team behind the blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a long and tiring day, fell asleep standing leaning against the train panel.&lt;br /&gt;felt bullied by adults today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting for a cab down to amk central photocopying place to collect stuff we need for the mcg then an indian woman approached me and asked if i could let her go first cause her baby is crying at home i guess.. so i replied her i was in a hurry, which i really was, and she probed more and i told her nicely that i really am in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;then, the cab came, and i opened the door. and she rushed in and put her butt on the chair!! i was actually super stunned, so i : O then i protested then she ignored me. grah!!! but anw, after that, i got a cab company tt i preferred so im still happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to see what i could help while donovan and yining and people were blowing balloons for the mcg deco. halfway through, there was a camera flash. we looked up and realised it came from a guy who claimed to be from the cuppage management team, and he lectured us. so i replied him that we are going to move away from the corridor. perhaps i sounded aggressive, hope i never stumble anyone, just that i really hate it when people do such "behind the scene act" such as taking a photo of people w.o our consent to use it against us. and kept saying that he's gona call in cops. uhm, if everyone calls cops for every small thing, we gona waste a country's resources. anyway, a bro from adults came and opened america's room and saved us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, FRENZY was quite enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;thank God for ruiyong and the people who planned it.&lt;br /&gt;drama cast was so so so so funny, pete acted and danced well man! got very entertained by kar's unique dance moves, lol. had some evaluation, along with guitar playing, singing and crapping. then, ate dinner with yihui and jon @ ps.carls.jr.&lt;br /&gt;so, thank god for all the people tt made frenzy crazy, hoho. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go read through lit stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116239476920298481?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116239476920298481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116239476920298481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-wow-httpbreakthroughcamp.html' title=''/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116231304693859344</id><published>2006-11-01T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T08:44:06.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>urban?</title><content type='html'>urban sights aint sucha pretty sight?&lt;br /&gt;saw a man gobbling down his bun and bottle of coke outside the cityhall mrt, right next to the escalators and dustbins. i assume thats his dinner. felt that he is so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is what people are mugging for, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a man trying to look fashionable, but his tummy made the Ed Hardy shirt looks very...&lt;br /&gt;and his huge flowery tote bag. uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a cockroach in the mrt station, ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did something quite mad today. not exactly politically correct, yet somewhat good, and weird at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, saw a girl on the way home, and she was carrying the bag we bought for cixin and chatting excitedly with her friend. then i started fantasizing about going home with cixin at unearthly timings and chatting after school, whoops.&lt;br /&gt;today, i was swirling the conical flask and chanting to myself in my head, "TP, im coming, im coming yr way. nearer, nearer", cause i was getting weird results lah, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just 16days more, 8 days worth of papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;should it stay the same? no doubt i know it's good. yet, a nagging feeling keeps haunting me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope they come on, but then again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116231304693859344?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116231304693859344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116231304693859344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/11/urban.html' title='urban?'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116212596804952185</id><published>2006-10-29T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T04:54:02.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinks</title><content type='html'>i like windy evenings, with rustling leaves and fallen leaves moving across the ground.&lt;br /&gt;took a detour from the usual way home and decided to walk home, the route that i always take in the kindergarten years. (smth i wont do normally, cause im too lazy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt very thankful for my parents recently.&lt;br /&gt;in the past week, they have been really supportive, a stark contrast from a few months back, when some conflict was going on, and i dreaded going home like mad. i reached home ard 9 for almost this whole week, (and uhm, at midnight ytd, whoops) and they had fruits and herbal drink left for me, instead of the naggings in the past. dad has been supportive financially too, how else can i get my frappes? (:&lt;br /&gt;i hafnt seen the clan for very very long. because all of us can only study alone/at home. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know we dont understand plenty, yet i am convinced You healed many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you, and i wish with all i can you would come running home. recalls what gi said, indeed, you took a part of mine away. may his persistence bring him back. and mine bring you back too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"judgement weeks" has arrived,&lt;strong&gt; jiayou&lt;/strong&gt; people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116212596804952185?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116212596804952185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116212596804952185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/thinks.html' title='thinks'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116205760013228971</id><published>2006-10-29T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T12:58:11.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome saturday.</title><content type='html'>awesome saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise i can only blog in chronological order, so..&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, had breakfast with rachel (ton) then we went to chat w the muggers.&lt;br /&gt;soon after that, went for the believer's gathering.&lt;br /&gt;hoho, actually me n jon wanted to go for this lesson but didnt know today is another lesson but nevertheless, it's a good reminder and realised alot of Os and As people go to the gathering too, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during prayermeet, felt so super blessed.&lt;br /&gt;pastor shirley got the people to pray for the leaders, and the people took turns to pray for me. was really quite touched. (:&lt;br /&gt;opened our eyes are realised the entire sngs grp was staring at us, cause they just reach nexus, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"have you realised there's something different about yr leaders' shoulders?&lt;br /&gt;they carry the entire weight of the grp, so its always (i forgot what world p.shirls used)"&lt;br /&gt;but aww, very sweet of her. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;so very soon, i will become like L, sloppy shoulders and cool. yay.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i love today's praise song.&lt;br /&gt;all my days.&lt;br /&gt;cant find the lyrics, shall wait for communication to update y-hope.blogspot, haha!&lt;br /&gt;so during praise, i felt so super blessed again.&lt;br /&gt;was looking around as i jumped, saw the entire row of my group jumping and praising, and the other northeast people in my view too. really want to thank God for such great people, and the new people from sngs. you guys have been wonderful- kar, think God really use you n bless you with all this great people from yr persistance and hard work in the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/sngs!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/sngs%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a picture of the sngs grp (or rather, a photo of the picture, which is why they look abit weird) a few months back.&lt;br /&gt;right now, they have doubled, going to triple already. anw, i dont hv their recent photo, can go kar's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think is really God's blessing, that the people that came in recently are passionate, willing to give time to the kingdom and interested in His things too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know the w0rkers in AND. are working hard too. the time will come for the AND. side too!&lt;br /&gt;(*recalls me n yihui wondering both cant grow at the same time) then nea1 will be really vibrant again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sermon, gigi's counselling workshop and shirl's teaching on faithfulness were all very helpful and applicable. think tt gigi taught well today (:&lt;br /&gt;anw faithfulness is what mrs allison lim wrote on my card ^^ aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt, we went to s11 for supper/dinner.&lt;br /&gt;dengdengge got high again. pam and me binged. she's my binge partner. (hafnt gone out w my tanchipal, ying for quite sometime alr.) then we all listened to the funniest guy i ever met in my life- ruiyong!&lt;br /&gt;he's funny in the good way lah ^^ his story made me laugh until i felt so tired and breathless, laugh until no sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruiyong: *talking abt something*&lt;br /&gt;jon: wah, duo da? (aka how big?)&lt;br /&gt;ruiyong: huh, DOTA?&lt;br /&gt;(this is not funny, this is to show the negative effects of addiction to dota, tsktsk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there really is magic in the night. really enjoyed all the nights out with hopies. doing really simple stuff, simple meals, but extraordinarily enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to serangoon then me,yihui,gi n pam took cab home. anw the cabdriver wants to muder all of us. thank god we never die under his hands.&lt;br /&gt;when all 3 of them reached their destinations, and he was driving me home&lt;br /&gt;i kept thinking of the song "Jesus, take the wheeeeeeel~~~, take it from &lt;s&gt;my&lt;/s&gt; his hands!"&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is how reckless we can lead our lives too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os start, tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i have been very mad recently, thank you for all yr tolerance, lol.&lt;br /&gt;will be "normal" in half a month's time (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116205760013228971?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116205760013228971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116205760013228971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/awesome-saturday.html' title='awesome saturday.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116189316481404324</id><published>2006-10-27T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T13:06:04.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thx huiqi</title><content type='html'>hoho. changed the colour cause i dont like tt blue, haha.&lt;br /&gt;thanks yeohuiqi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116189316481404324?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116189316481404324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116189316481404324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/thx-huiqi.html' title='thx huiqi'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116188342675744220</id><published>2006-10-27T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T10:23:46.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho!&lt;br /&gt;thanks pam for this layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks sunny for a great website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.enewhope.org/video/"&gt;http://www.enewhope.org/video/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sermons by pastor wayne cordeiro are funny, impactful and easy to understand.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, they provide the teaching paper. so u can print, listen and copy notes!&lt;br /&gt;(its okay, communication will improve : D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;east website provides audio ones then can put in mp3s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. had two sermons tonight, about decision making and wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, this is the 3rd time im blogging since im online.&lt;br 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116179002135693981</id><published>2006-10-26T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T07:44:49.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things to do after Os.</title><content type='html'>im waiting for yeohuiqi to make me a new layout, and i hv nth to do.&lt;br /&gt;sunny has gone mad, and huiqi is daoing me. : /&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to do after Os,&lt;br /&gt;in very random order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burn books, dump remains, hack down unnecessary furniture, paint smth on the wall of my room. (w.o my parents realising, whoops)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bishibashi with the girlfriends! always stupid, brainless and spastic. but always enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;bishibashi with the coreteam+pam,cong? smth new. and we have three ps-es add tgt, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop for prom stuff. omg, bloghopped and it seems like alot of people got their gowns alr. o.0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarkequay with pamela? still on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esplanade roof top terrace talks, without the haze, yay.&lt;br /&gt;cartel cake-at-half-price talks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*work at it, so the people i want to have this christmas would come running home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those art-therapatic chinatown huntdown with wong cixin (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakthrough church camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biblestudy crashcourse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pile of christmas cards. i actually enjoy writing cards alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn photoshop etc well and be a support to y.communication! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn guitar... *meek smile. i really like guitar, leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carolling. never mind tt i cant sing well, its tonnes of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog revamps for all blogs. like this, nea1 etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anime marathon! my bleach... etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND some of which i cant mention here, hehe!&lt;br /&gt;cant think of anymore the moment, this can go on and on and on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116179002135693981?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116179002135693981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116179002135693981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/things-to-do-after-os.html' title='things to do after Os.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116187093407526128</id><published>2006-10-26T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T06:55:34.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pointlessness.</title><content type='html'>this is pretty much a pointless entry, dont read it unless you have nth better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i&lt;br /&gt;1. woke up, realising i slept on my nano from the prev night.&lt;br /&gt;2. went to northpt macs for the third consecutive day. i think im going mad very soon.&lt;br /&gt;so started smsing people.&lt;br /&gt;3. ate 2 meals in 3 hours. this is so stupid, miscalculation of time. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;4. received something worse than a rejection, which is a rejection before invitation. :(&lt;br /&gt;oh Lord, make a way.&lt;br /&gt;5. never felt so full for a very long time, walked around northpoint aimlessly while chatting with ber on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;6. received news that another good pal wants to go to poly.&lt;br /&gt;7. settled down in starbucks, which was quieter than library.&lt;br /&gt;8. went to the loo 5 times or so. -_-" drank milo, coke, caramel frap and hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;(the hot chocolate is free from starbucks. small sample cup. it tastes like milo + chocolate, but still quite nice)&lt;br /&gt;9. eavesdrop on the conversation of the poly students behind me.&lt;br /&gt;whoops. they talk very loud and my nano was low so i listen, lor. anw the first part of their conver is all gossip. about how this xx girl has two boyfriends, one "school boyfriend" and the other "outside boyfriend" etc. after that, it got to school woes. like how projectmates are irresponsible etc. generally interesting. :X&lt;br /&gt;10. walked down the flight of stairs from northpoint starbucks directly to level one for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im going mad soon.&lt;br /&gt;i need to talk to people &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God there's pm tml. rc, where the humankind reside. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116187093407526128?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116187093407526128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116187093407526128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/pointlessness.html' title='pointlessness.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116178747109055212</id><published>2006-10-25T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T07:44:31.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the realm of mugging</title><content type='html'>hoho, went bloghopping. james kang was talking abt "realm of mugging".&lt;br /&gt;this whole week is like the longest week ever.&lt;br /&gt;tml feels like saturday, but it's only thursday.&lt;br /&gt;have been alone these few days, because i just cannot mug with people. i talk too much.&lt;br /&gt;so today's caregroup gathering was a good relief from macs smell, cokelight, largefries, couples-trying-to-mug-but-going-all-over-each-other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a primary schoolmate at bk after shopping with sharon, emily and felicia for their farewell gifts. surprised that she could still recognise me, took me awhile to figure out who she is.&lt;br /&gt;anw, she's taking AEP at opss. so i was looking at my "very cute drawing of a bolus" (a ball of food that yr tongue rolls into to push down yr throat)  and her woah! drawing of roses, leaves etc. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deviant browsing is a good relief from the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel nauseous thinking about all the people mugging their everything out. and mind you, people do, in this insane school. &lt;strike&gt;hmm, i bought those textbooks what, i own them, why must i memorise everything in them? &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, met nea2 after their deathnote at northpt. (: they go to ulu place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala. projectrunway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116178747109055212?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116178747109055212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116178747109055212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/realm-of-mugging.html' title='the realm of mugging'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116169236984073316</id><published>2006-10-24T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T05:21:34.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i cmi, but i try.</title><content type='html'>today's quite a fruitful day, so taking a break by blogging but still abstaining from the msn, if not no need go offline alr, haha.&lt;br /&gt;attempted to mug at home today, but got distracted as i look at the posters on my walls and begin to think how i can rip them off and replace them with new things, how i can hack down that cupboard and etc ._. so i left for northpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was very very noisy, but i dont know why, i can study very well in the very noisy Macs. i was actually craving for macs, when i normally hate macs, i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;anw, after that went to walk ard, and saw smth interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at a pharmacy, a lady was making a purchase with a purple note. obviously not a two dollar bill, but a thousand dollar bill. the cashiers seem very delighted to be holding such a bill. beside the lady stood her boyfriend/husband, looking a little pained and :/&lt;br /&gt;guess what she bought? a slimming product. people are really willing to pay just to look good. read an article in the papers this morning, more and more girls in girls school are developing eating disorders. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw this reminds me of smth that happened at the same pharmacy and same counter. a man was carrying his toddler daughter, and buying a well, mechanical birth contraceptive. the whole scene feels wrong, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, actually im just finding smth to blog lah.&lt;br /&gt;anw, thanks zijie and gary who came to pass me back the chi notes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this photo stashed in one of the folders, so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/sky-%20xpressway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/sky-%20xpressway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think was taken from my dad's car, when everyone went to watch lakehouse, and i had to go to some dinner ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having caregroup gathering tml, looking forward (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116169236984073316?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116169236984073316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116169236984073316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-cmi-but-i-try.html' title='i cmi, but i try.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116160794933456267</id><published>2006-10-23T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T05:52:29.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gone.</title><content type='html'>after 2 hours of napping on the sofa and a shower, i feel alive and in function again.&lt;br /&gt;due to waking up at an unearthly hour of 545 this morning, i was a walking zombie this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, me, pam and jon went to school to talk to the ANDhoppies.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to talk to them in the morn before their flagraising but thgs didnt turn out so smooth, so we postponed it to after school. we mug @ the canteen, or rather, attempt to mug there amidst the (very boring) sec 1 post exams activity taking place nearby. poor things.&lt;br /&gt;(zhicai managed to blend in with me n pam, and a particular teacher believed he's sec 4 too -_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our message was clear.&lt;br /&gt;we are well gone from the school, graduated, on our own, wont be back.&lt;br /&gt;so we are passing on this baton.&lt;br /&gt;this baton we have (somewhat) willingly took up the past two years and held so dear.&lt;br /&gt;this baton with our dreams, our blood, our tears, our efforts, our time.&lt;br /&gt;it holds all these things, and it means the WORLD to us.&lt;br /&gt;that is why we bother to wake up at unearthly hour, when the Os is a week away to tell you about this baton.&lt;br /&gt;we have reached the end of our race in AND and can no longer fight alongside you guys. you got to stretch out, and hold this baton and run. run relentlessly, run tirelessly.&lt;br /&gt;run until you understand why the baton means the world to us, by then, it would mean the world to you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116160794933456267?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116160794933456267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116160794933456267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/gone.html' title='gone.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116145652804280626</id><published>2006-10-22T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T11:48:48.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>over</title><content type='html'>haha.&lt;br /&gt;its times like this i feel so joyful and at rest.&lt;br /&gt;its a victorious day today!&lt;br /&gt;there's power in God's word, and there's power in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;honey lemon is a good drink for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, at an unearthly hour of 650am i woke up in shock, saw a certain msg, felt overjoyed, but yet very sleepy so i went back to sleep and dreamnt that i went to ask the printing people how much zion tees would cost. ministry-driven dream -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, some things have happened, and it just went on to show me how powerful He is. how much strength people can draw from Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just one of the days i can sit here and smile stupidly at the comp, thanking Him for who He is. a smile that is whole, because that god-shaped vacumn is filled up. a smile that is deep, because my joy lies beyond the surface circumstances and in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks. keep adding to them and me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. thanks tiffany for the postcard (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116145652804280626?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116145652804280626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116145652804280626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/over.html' title='over'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116145682603949898</id><published>2006-10-22T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T11:53:46.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>morbid, not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/sadistic,%20i%20like.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/sadistic%2C%20i%20like.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;photo on some model photo sharing web.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i like such photos :X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116145682603949898?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/feeds/116145682603949898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33156727&amp;postID=116145682603949898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116145682603949898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116145682603949898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/morbid-not.html' title='morbid, not.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116127876984958893</id><published>2006-10-20T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T10:31:41.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness,two.</title><content type='html'>realised what a fine line separates existance and non-existance.&lt;br /&gt;when your biggest issue at hand is on continuing your existance,&lt;br /&gt;will you remember the A1s you scored at your olevel?&lt;br /&gt;will you remember the things you do up in order to get to that post you've been eyeing all the time?&lt;br /&gt;when everything fades away, then you realise this life you have lived is so bleak.&lt;br /&gt;so sad to live a life of climbing upwards for tonnes of achievements, yet in the midst of climing upwards, there isn't reaching around. a life that doesnt make a diff to anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i know the impact one has made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deathnote was... alright.&lt;br /&gt;not really into movies with many parts, i feel like they want to cheat my money ):&lt;br /&gt;esp since i can watch a play with all that money. i adore plays n musicals!&lt;br /&gt;but then, L IS SO CUTE. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;though the movie's entertainment value was heightened by a school's student, who adore the intellectual and were sitting at the edge of their seats trying to "solve" and figure out whats going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;shall go watch the anime soon, manga too wordy, lazy to read.&lt;br /&gt;but due to my very nice friends, i know everything that has happened or is going to happen. boo spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upskirting is a sexism act man.&lt;br /&gt;just cause guys dont wear skirts, they dont get upskirted?&lt;br /&gt;btw there's smth called downblousing, so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;pam's friend almost got victimised and pam started daydreaming that she has deathnote.&lt;br /&gt;uh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes a bucket of blood to inspire a drop of sweat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phunkstudio.com/phunk_folder/indexA.html"&gt;http://www.phunkstudio.com/phunk_folder/indexA.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fav visual rock band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ties between humanity, reduced to nothing more than natural behavior to protect offsprings for survival of the fittest in Darwin's theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116127876984958893?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116127876984958893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116127876984958893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/randomnesstwo.html' title='randomness,two.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116108380983772446</id><published>2006-10-17T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T04:17:57.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randoms.</title><content type='html'>random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my neck aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the haze is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silence can be so dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stand strong, i hope you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when someone cries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met daniel leow @ j8life bookshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OP is hippening up eh, selling totes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onion stings eyes, esp with contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my jijiwawa. emaths n amaths fys are sold out islandwide, unless the woman lie to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=29&amp;chapter=55&amp;amp;verse=9&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Isaiah 55:9&lt;/a&gt;As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.&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/33156727-116108380983772446?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116108380983772446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116108380983772446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/randoms.html' title='randoms.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116093118487340335</id><published>2006-10-16T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T10:01:21.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xin bday 06</title><content type='html'>today is another long day. my head's spinning a little, zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was walking around j8 killing time with deng while we wait for pam, then we went for lunch @ shilin ._. deng went off to meet alv, me n pam went to mug a little and i went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cixin went to pierce her ear and we made her change into stuff we (or rather, they) bought- white ____ girl shirt, skirt and her bag. (sounds like yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;stalled time for awhile and left for zu cao @ thomson. family feeling to eat dinner from the same dishes, haha. it's a place of my childhood anyway, ate there since i was 6 or smth. and went to a 2 storey carpark to take spastic photos ._."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/xin%20bday%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/xin%20bday%2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some photos are taken out, so i can stay alive and you too, will not laugh to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the bus back to j8, talked about HAIR on the way and began journey to the last destination- esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/wire%20art,%20collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/wire%20art%2C%20collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look, all the wire sculpture that's on display. these photos arent well taken, so they do injustice to the real pieces, some of which do capture the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, after some struggle, we manage to reach the roof terrace, where huishan is hiding in one of the cubicles of the toilet. and struggle, struggle, manage to have a proper cake fanfare thing. with 6 candles and a sparkle representing a decade.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/sparkles,%20collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/sparkles%2C%20collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we started playing with the sparkles huishan bought, and when we play finish alr, the security came n told us to stop. haha! we were pretty anti-climax to the romantic atmosphere where many are kissing i guess, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left the pretty roof terrace and went down to level one, and walked to.. merlion park, a bridge away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/night%20scene%2C%20collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;smth malu-ating happened. we got a man to help us take a group shot. and after the shot, he asked: oh, where are you guys from? thinking that we are tourists, which i replied "uhm, singapore" meekly. hahaha. he's a tourist lah. ._."&lt;br /&gt;so, we walked around the park, tgt with tourists, backpackers and families and posed for more photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/sparkle%20durian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/sparkle%20durian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;think today is somewhat significant, because its the last birthday we will celebrate in this last year.&lt;br /&gt;these four years of birthdays have been a test to our creativity and stamina (running around, shopping etc) and can say yuan man jie shu liao. though jo and jasm arent around today :/ but these birthdays add tonnes of joy anf fun into these sec sch life. nvertheless, xi wang ming nian hai hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/backgrd,%20cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/backgrd%2C%20cross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blame the haze and lousy night mode for my phone cam.&lt;br /&gt;but still like this photo alot, its huishan's suggestion. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after today, i shall not blog daily anymore!&lt;br /&gt;life's gona dull down to tys and mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more month to liberation!&lt;br /&gt;more talks on roof terraces, more cartel chitchats. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116093118487340335?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116093118487340335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116093118487340335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/xin-bday-06.html' title='xin bday 06'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116085483126465307</id><published>2006-10-15T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T12:46:50.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bday 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;yeay, today is a uber joyous day.&lt;br /&gt;ha, this day of the past two yrs, been sitting here, counting my blessings n feeling so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, here goes..&lt;br /&gt;i happily snoozed my alarm clock to wake up later when suddenly, my maid came and "layling (actually she calls me liling), wake up wake up! yr friends are here!"&lt;br /&gt;so i hopped off my bed and o.0! jasmine, bernice, renying, huishan, cixin and qiaoling walked in n sniggered at my just-wake-up expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, they shoo me to wash up and bathe, while they did sneaky things.&lt;br /&gt;so, they made me change into the shirt n skirt they bought and a very nice white bag. uhm, they hang the bag there, trying to make it seem like it's qiao's bag, but in the first place, i didn't see her carrying it, whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i changed and we left the house. AND GUESS WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;they hid my wedges and my slippers and made me wear... disgusting pirated pink crocs. omg, nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/ugly%20pink%20crocs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/ugly%20pink%20crocs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the frequent commuters, you'll know this is taken on a mrt train. see, ugly pirated crocs and all of em are wearing fairly presentable shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you wont believe their destination- orchard.&lt;br /&gt;so there will be many people witnessing my fashion flop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to wisma food republic to eat.&lt;br /&gt;i ate some 4.50 wanton noodles with huge whole shrimp wantons. then huishan and qiaoling claimed that they wana go toilet while we sat and crapped around. and jasmine insisted that "there are no more surprises." somehow, i dont believe lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then huishan called renying. (of all of us, she cant act one.) and said that qiao walked and fell down and is at ngee ann city fountain and made us hurry run over. so i didnt believe, lol, but played along anw and ran over to the fountain. at such times, you appreciate pirated crocs man. poor women in heels, hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the unexpected part.&lt;br /&gt;my challenge and birthday forfeit of the day: wear a furry orange hairband, with my pink crocs, parade down orchard road and ask at least 5 people to eat a pizzahut drumlet.&lt;br /&gt;this is the gauge of Singaporeans' friendliness. we took a very long time to accomplish it okay. lets see, in the end, the 5 drumlets went to: 2 little kids with their mum, took two.&lt;br /&gt;we met michelle chia filming with some guy from superhost, they got entertained by us n spoke to us, and took one. (she said" haha, now you know our job is difficult") a very nice angmoh lady and a teenager that took pity on us. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after i finally finished the challenge, they returned me my wedges and we went to swensens, cause i get a free firehouse (is that its name?) on my birthday worth 8.90. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;they ate topless 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/bday%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/bday%2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the candle is so tiny and cute.&lt;br /&gt;and then they sent me to somerset area and took a balloon from some olympus promo n tell me that this is to symoblise they are w me for the rest of the day (and i uhm, let it off after lunch lalalalala)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thankyou girls! (: never take group pict -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i reached nexus and they sang a bday song right before pm, then i got malu-fied.&lt;br /&gt;so the entire service was awesome. love the new series the church is embarking on. love the designs of the mm slides :X and the ultimate fav praise of all generations- one way. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, thank you for yr cards n gifts: seepeng, rachel, natalie, guozhang, deng, michelle, desmond, ian, weilong.&lt;br /&gt;(did i miss out anyone at this pt in time?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at Le meridean (i cant spell) and left for meeting at rix's.&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, people were quite restless and the zion core seems somewhat suspicious but i didnt expect how much they'll go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they blindfold me and led me step by step to the busstop (thankyou rachel, huitian and yihui!), took a bus to j8 and made me walk ard and entertain em, made me dance, hug a pillar, took photo with a kid!! and dance kungfu, all when i was being blindfolded. &gt;_&lt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/angels%20141006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/angels%20141006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the people that made my day.&lt;br /&gt;missing: rachel. (thanks girl.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until its left with me, pam, jon, deng, cong, yihui. and we all dont feel like going home, but left at 1130. took cab home with pam, deng n cong. had a good chat with all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for great friends and a great spiritual family. what a blessed day. super embarrassing day, but i loved it alot. shall use this to motivate myself to mug. after Os, tonnes of such chitchat sessions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, i forgot to open my letterbox, and i threw the key, wrapped in a newspaper down 10storeys to my brother, who picked it up n opened it for me. thankyou for yr letters n cards tt u sent! (jon, alvin, ying, xin, jo - i nv receive ber's ._.) and all the sms-es from all of ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;although that wish didn't come true, he reminded me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=57&amp;chapter=1&amp;amp;verse=6&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Philippians 1:6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;exchange his hardened heart, her wearied heart n those condemned hearts for a heart thirsty for Him again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll reach the end tgt. keep one another running, this way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116085483126465307?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116085483126465307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116085483126465307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/bday-06.html' title='bday 06'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116075279857228046</id><published>2006-10-13T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T08:22:22.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepyyy</title><content type='html'>very sleepy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw ytd night went bloghopping and went to freedy's blog. saw the link to the &lt;a href="http://winningtheeast.multiply.com/"&gt;east blog&lt;/a&gt;, went there and felt repentant and tt ne blog needs a revival *nudges pete and tian.&lt;br /&gt;anw the main point is that i downloaded 2 sermon podcasts and attempted to stay up till 2+ to listen to one. but woah, its really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beats scrolling around my poddy, trying to find smth to listen to. smth new to listen to on journeys nowadays, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's mugging locations are all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;early in the morn, coffeebean is so freezing my nose felt like its gona drop off, again.&lt;br /&gt;serangoon tauhui shop has some jijiwawa girls playing cheat and giggling at the top of their lungs. seven of them, and a fellow mugger can still fall asleep, he must be really tired.&lt;br /&gt;then there's this funny uncle zi-lianing w his nokia in front of me. nearly choke on my tangyuan.&lt;br /&gt;RC void deck is plaughed by the smell of rubbish cause the truck was gg around and the shrill cries of a... kid. eeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to nyjc with alvin n luke before pm. nth really appealing, cept the sch looks nice, because it has AEP. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder whats gg to happen tml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116075279857228046?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116075279857228046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116075279857228046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/sleepyyy.html' title='sleepyyy'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116067192468696231</id><published>2006-10-13T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T09:52:04.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's a happy day, thats why im blogging again :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-skips entire portion about being @ kfc early in the morn and eating and mugging-&lt;br /&gt;so, the caregroup had lunch at amk kfc! we tried all the cheezy stuff. i actually felt like puking. think recently eating too much fast food, haha.&lt;br /&gt;anw really glad that gladys (hehe!) and emily joined us today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after a mini sharing, we went to the playgrd opposite courts for the games.&lt;br /&gt;only uploading nice picts. (: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/gwen,%20nat,%20sarah,%20gladys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/gwen%2C%20nat%2C%20sarah%2C%20gladys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ji dan, bai long, gamemaster and xiao gui fei.&lt;br /&gt;they look so cute!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/janice,%20sharon,%20rach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/janice%2C%20sharon%2C%20rach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huang tai hou, fan qie and ma tong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/emily,teng,%20lays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/emily%2Cteng%2C%20lays.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wai xing ren, su dong puo and ma ling shu.&lt;br /&gt;okok, dont comment about my spasm. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, there must be a divine intervention. the three people they are celebrating bday for happened to be in the three groups they split us up into- sarah, sharon and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the obstacle course and running ard the little playgroud, i got muscleache.&lt;br /&gt;look how old i am and how long i hvnt exercised :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we gathered and kar chose the three of us to do the "final task" kind of thing, and it was to write "i'm old!" with our butts, and we did it willingly .__." and after that we thought we have won for our group! and she gave us each a bday card, and they sang bday song. awww. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/card%20from%20nea1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/card%20from%20nea1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the card backed with the spas clues kar came up with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/nea1@playgrd,%20groupshot!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/nea1%40playgrd%2C%20groupshot%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for such a nice afternoon and yr creative idea.&lt;br /&gt;its a great surprise and a timely reminder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116067192468696231?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116067192468696231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116067192468696231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/todays-happy-day-thats-why-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116058133699858612</id><published>2006-10-11T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T08:42:17.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/i%20love%20mr%20tay!.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/i%20love%20mr%20tay%21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice of mr tay.&lt;br /&gt;think he didnt use cheem-er chi phrases, cause we cmi. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/AND%20sch%20hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/AND%20sch%20hall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the AND school hall. see you in 18 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116058133699858612?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116058133699858612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116058133699858612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/lasts.html' title='lasts'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116057919382781077</id><published>2006-10-11T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T08:42:54.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last day</title><content type='html'>ha, today's the last official day of school for the sec 4s.&lt;br /&gt;i should have known, and dont expect anything much.&lt;br /&gt;there is supposed to be some farewell event for us, and in stark contrast to my imagination, we didnt have some sweet nice pleasant farewell. instead, we started the farewell with 2006 prelims results analysis. wow. thanks AND. andd ended it with some clip which "god doesn't refer to any god is particular, and isnt for preaching reasons" hurhur. and it is taken from a christian website. ppftt.&lt;br /&gt;whatever the school does lah, we manage to enntertain ourselves with shots.&lt;br /&gt;look, lun n sun, my friends! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/farwell%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/farwell%2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people that i will miss!&lt;br /&gt;(4/5 isnt ard, so didnt manage to take photos with renying/jon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/podium%20play.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/podium%20play.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us playing with the AND podium onstage, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that and some stoning in the library, we shelved our plans of going to mindscafe and ended up going to vivocity. for the ignorant, it's the (supposedly) biggest shopping centre in Spore and just opened last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/vvc!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/vvc%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the design and architecture is fab, and the location is really nice too, overlooking sentosa. but the floor is so sparkly and shiny and smooth, it takes a lot of effort to walk and not just slide about. the high 3rd level sky garden thing is really fresh.&lt;br /&gt;we took around 15minst to find somewhere to eat, because the place is quite big and only 60% is opened or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n huishan shock the rest. due to some miscom, they bought 3 carls jr burgers w one being a combo set. ying n ber ate a bit and they die-ded so me n shan polish the rest, hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;and someone told me guys enjoy bringing girls to carls jr cause most of the time girls cant finish the food there, and they get to polish it up. haha, we are exceptions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a trip down to bugis aft tt to get xin smth, haha.&lt;br /&gt;saw this little showcase of barbie doll clothes designs and their dollhouses.&lt;br /&gt;this one caught my eye. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/barbie,%20cleo%20design%20showcase.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/barbie%2C%20cleo%20design%20showcase.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im so very sorry to the artist, cause i forgot his/her name, so i cant credit.&lt;br /&gt;its at bugis, near seiyu, go take a look, esp if u are done w exams and is very free (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i kind of like the barbie hanging there :X&lt;br /&gt;kind of sadistic, but i like it.&lt;br /&gt;rest of the displays are well made, didnt take more photos : /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116057919382781077?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116057919382781077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116057919382781077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-day.html' title='last day'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116041108305593923</id><published>2006-10-09T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T08:58:57.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mel-ness</title><content type='html'>recently, things have been taking a toll on me, feeling kind of drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i thank God for bernice and the journey home from tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we are indeed moving so fast, there isnt going to be any room for those who are lagging behind. those who dont make it big, those who aren't that bright after all.&lt;br /&gt;there will still be space for Him here, wonders how big that space is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the greatest love that anyone could ever know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that overcame the cross and grave to find my soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;until I see you face to face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and grace amazing takes me home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll trust in you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will I ever live to see your kingdom come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and in my heart I pray you'd let your will be done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;until I see you face to face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and grace amazing takes me home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll trust in you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will live to love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will live to bring you praise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will live a child in awe of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you alone are God of all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you alone are worthy Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and with all I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my soul will bless your name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i adore this song, think its really, woah. can indulge in it one.&lt;br /&gt;that line "i will live a child in awe of you" is really simple, but striking to me.&lt;br /&gt;i can cry buckets for those who have lost it, think He can cry tankers.&lt;br /&gt;when we are first new in the faith, we take baby steps and each step we get amazed easily.&lt;br /&gt;as we grow, we seem to become harder, take things for granted, gradually lose that sparkle and amazement that we have for little things of this faith- people crossing the line, encouragements, ess. its a fearful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=73&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=4&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Revelation 2:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yet I hold this against you: You have forsaken your first love.&lt;br /&gt;i long to see her burn w that zeal again, long to see his joy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;touch them again, wont ya?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i have another birthday request?&lt;br /&gt;let them be there, so i can love another photo that we take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116041108305593923?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/feeds/116041108305593923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33156727&amp;postID=116041108305593923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116041108305593923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116041108305593923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/mel-ness.html' title='mel-ness'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116031999287120468</id><published>2006-10-08T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T08:11:19.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jon's 16th bday!</title><content type='html'>today is one fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning, i woke up to sms ian to sms jon to wake up to celeb his birthday w his caregroup. then i dozed off and went off to dream, and was woken up by ian, who figured i went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i heard from pete the morn celeb by nea3 was successful enough and jon trudged to combined team rally with a giant bugs bunny (gosh, lun's friend) and huge card.&lt;br /&gt;at that same time, i was w lun, sun, alvin n pete and we were mugging, after me n pete got jon his little presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then travelled down to nexus. praise and worship was highhhhh. but i was uber flustered after it, cause our plan was that the ctr would end later lah. but thank God for dear pamela and yushan ans gigi! that went to stall time for us, as we (me,yihui,rachel,pete) scrurried around the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the northeast people at the ctr sang him a bday song (actually they just happened to be there, but nvm, its still a sincere song)&lt;br /&gt;got congsie and yongkang to station at 4th and 3rd floor to present him his little gifts, as the whole group of us went down the cuppage escalators, to meet with the "special guest", ian and pete tong, another round of birthday song and phototaking and we all ended up at s11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went "hai, we never meet our objective. jon never cry. c'mon, evaluation time!"&lt;br /&gt;so everyone just laugh along and went on to buy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wahaha, the climax of the celebrations!&lt;br /&gt;which was actually uber impromptu and not planned. me n pete went to get the little puzzle meant for jon from rachel and she suggested i go back, act like smth is wrong n suggest to pray for her. and so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while i was closing my eyes and leading people in prayer, the others stealthily left the table and exited the place. and when i "amen!" he looked up and 0.o!!! and saw the puzzle in front of him. it was HILARIOUS. :X so he started to piece it back as the people returned back to their seats. the puzzle reads "zion loves you, jon!" btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we began the affirmation session. and MISSION accomplished! we made him tear. because his love languange is words. (:&lt;br /&gt;but really want to affirm this sacrificial brother- im sorry i like to bully you so much, and i thank you for setting a standard in AND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/DSCN0680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/DSCN0680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the angels that made his day!&lt;br /&gt;(i look eww in the pict. ):&lt;br /&gt;zion core + pam, ian and congsie.&lt;br /&gt;not in the shot: rachel, yongkang. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me n pam.. went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;yah i know, tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some clothes for next week and fried mars bar happily down our stomachs. met with an extremely disgusting guy on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the train was packed like siao lah, like normal. and i was talking to pam across the head of this vertically challenged man. and he was winking funnily at pam, which is so gross. so even when the train is less packed, he was holding the pole and leaning uber close, which is so gross and praise God pam stepped backwards and pulled me away from that thing. i asked pam if i should step, nah, stomp on his foot with my wedges. but uh, didnt in the end ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, next time if i meet such people i will! (met another upskirt-er last sat) shall step and crush their toes like a cigarette butt. boo, they need love. : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three more days before school end. gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116031999287120468?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116031999287120468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116031999287120468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/jons-16th-bday.html' title='jon&apos;s 16th bday!'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116032127895003986</id><published>2006-10-08T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T08:27:58.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some of the photos i shud have uploaded but due to the stupid virus (which miraculously killed itself), can only upload now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/DSC01408.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/DSC01408.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nea/nec unit event!&lt;br /&gt;the team im in. uhm, we got to take a spas photo.&lt;br /&gt;natalie looks so cute lah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/DSC01416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/DSC01416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group shot! me, pete n leonard were uhm, trying to be tall. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/DSC01609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/DSC01609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zion groupshot at anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, lazy to upload the rest. hohoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116032127895003986?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116032127895003986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116032127895003986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/some-of-photos-i-shud-have-uploaded.html' title=''/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116024657791975800</id><published>2006-10-08T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T11:50:12.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/kar,tomoe,tian,lays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/kar%2Ctomoe%2Ctian%2Clays.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is taken after metamorphosis weeksss back.&lt;br /&gt;we happen to catch all the flower lightsticks the ushers threw. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/IMG_8042-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/IMG_8042-edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the darlings that made ANDlife enjoyable and survivable. badly taken shot though, recalls the guy helping us to act cool in front of his girlfriend. ppft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/kang,jon,pam,lays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/kang%2Cjon%2Cpam%2Clays.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pict taken while we are on our way to united sq. (part of the) sec 4 AND hoppies.&lt;br /&gt;pam is not moving to hougang/serangoon/kovan. means i can still go home with her aft events! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/corn%20muffins,%20kenny%20rogers.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/corn%20muffins%2C%20kenny%20rogers.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very nice &lt;em&gt;part&lt;/em&gt; of the meal (featured: corn muffins) w yihui on fri (:&lt;br /&gt;she took train back to yishun w me!&lt;br /&gt;thanks pherd for a great evening (or rather, night) spent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/stars-macro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/stars-macro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the day before prelim emaths p2, some time ago, i went to count stars aft being frustrated over maths, literally.&lt;br /&gt;this is just one teeny part of the pile of stars. and omg, i did some maths, and i realised there's more than 500 stars.&lt;br /&gt;and these stars are folded by dear tracie and seepeng and given to me during esprit de corps' shepherd appreciation night.&lt;br /&gt; omg, never knew how many stars there were in there. thank you, dear sheep(s). [i know sheep got no plural lah.] (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he shows his love through people around (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116024657791975800?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116024657791975800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116024657791975800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/stars.html' title='stars'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-116006250509743106</id><published>2006-10-05T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T08:35:05.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>results</title><content type='html'>sometimes, i walk through those echo-y underpasses, hear the melody and voices of the hadicapped baskers, esp those who are visually handicapped. and it makes me wonder "so, had they ever seen colour before? will they ever remember colours? how do i tell them what "yellow" is, how do you explain colour?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we question "God, where are you in their lives? why is life so tough for them?"&lt;br /&gt;hoho, and i am reading case for faith (by lee strobel). and the book offers some insights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jesus is there, sitting beside us in the lowest places of our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are we broken? He was broken, like bread for us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we despised? He was despised and rejected of men.&lt;br /&gt;He was a man of sorrow and acquainted with grief.&lt;br /&gt;Do people betray us? He was sold out himself.&lt;br /&gt;Are our tenderest relationships broken? He too loved and was rejected.&lt;br /&gt;Do people turn from us? they hid their faces from him as from a leper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we claim that the entire world doesnt understand us, who we are, what we are going through. one thing i am convicted, wdv tough situation we undergo, He had a tougher time. and with His backing, wo men ke yi de lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, today is results day.&lt;br /&gt;i ain't jumping with joy nor very upset, contented at the very least, and want to do better.&lt;br /&gt;im very upset w certain teachers, who just dont understand the power and art of encouragement. and i hate it when i see how much discouragement tears people down.&lt;br /&gt;saw people dear crying, from hurtful words, that my sleeve was soaked.&lt;br /&gt;maybe a word of affirmation, some booster would carry her further, dont ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im very thankful for the ever encouraging mr tay, who never fails to tell us "ni men bu dao zui hou yi miao, bu ke yi fang qi!"&lt;br /&gt;and my dear mentor who told us to shine for Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be blogging excessively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw after sch, interesting thg happened.&lt;br /&gt;me, pam, yihui n alvin went to play at the playgrd behind bcc. relieve stress? it's uber fun, though very tiring. even the playgrds nowadays are so sophisticated in design, no wonder no kids at that playground. so cheem. .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, 25 more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, SA won;'t fly further away and the path ahead will get clearer and clearer each day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-116006250509743106?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116006250509743106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/116006250509743106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/results.html' title='results'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-115988353077431739</id><published>2006-10-03T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T06:52:10.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/DSC01584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/DSC01584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love this pict. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-115988353077431739?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115988353077431739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115988353077431739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/anni.html' title='anni'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-115988225264570713</id><published>2006-10-03T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T06:39:03.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>andersonian</title><content type='html'>yesterday my comp was very nice it let me stay online for an hour plus.&lt;br /&gt;and i though the chat w someone was quite fruitful.. God's plan maybe. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anw, school ends for the sec4s in a week's time, then will be everyday mugging.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to this very lame thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things i will never miss about the school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;canteen food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after these yrs, dont really call them food anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extra lessons, extra extra lessons, remedials, extra extra extra lessons&lt;br /&gt;people who subject others to oppression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things i will miss about the school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;makes this sounds like cockroach, but i dont wana go explain what the k means mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;great teachers like mrs lim, mr tay, mr wong, mdm neo etc&lt;br /&gt;valentine's &lt;em&gt;people running about giving out chocs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things i miss about the school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;temp block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aka our "little village away from the people" (which is now the field T_T)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seniors who are nice&lt;br /&gt;school life that is actually quite colourful, the juniors barely have orientation now, poor things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 memorable events/days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be you day 05&lt;br /&gt;my birthday04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when huishan stuck on threads as moustache, ber n jo wore sunglasses and tgt w jasmine, all act as tourists. its a long story really.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guides camp- expect the unexpected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont know why the juniors dont like camps, i love camps.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talenttime 0?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where we pon cca to go support our seniors who are, "coincidentally", in the same cca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fridays before n after cca &lt;em&gt;esp the clan day last yr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa 7mar05&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cannot rmb how come i am at sentosa on a saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orientation in sec1&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;campfire rehearsals, banner painting esp &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;a certain banner painting where we spilled nipon silver paint, and me n qiao turned into iron women after cleaning up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/3'04 chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though it wasnt really fun, but i enjoyed myself, somewhat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winitsuksa exchange prog in june05&lt;em&gt; i miss thai food ._.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine's 04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when we were trapped in school after the auntie lock all the staircases and we called the office and got the answering machine. the construction workers gave us a long ladder and we climbed down the roof on the 2nd floor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 everyday thing i appreciate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;169 trips with ber and xin&lt;br /&gt;travelling ard n recesses&lt;br /&gt;knowing there are fellow Hope people in sch and ABS sessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing that i want to change (im not very greedy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the emblem, break the bamboo, make it a _ _ _ _ _!!! : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i think my comp is really healed! whoohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-115988225264570713?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115988225264570713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115988225264570713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/andersonian.html' title='andersonian'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-115979863290267165</id><published>2006-10-02T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T06:42:05.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kids</title><content type='html'>Swensen’s durian ice cream mooncake is so nice. Rich and creamy. Oooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more month to the huge Os and 1.5 months more to liberation, yay.&lt;br /&gt;These Sundays of mugging have made me really pessimistic about the kids here in Spore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stuffs I heard coming out of some kids.&lt;br /&gt;“haha, XXX in my class is shorter and fatter than me, its so funny.”&lt;br /&gt;“I hate mrs XXX, she anyhow mark my paper one. I could have…”&lt;br /&gt;and various dialogues about marks and results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness, what happened to these kids?&lt;br /&gt;I happen to grow up in a rather simple way, I play with lego, Barbie (yah, eww) playdoh and pollypocket. I don’t recall mugging at Macs during weekends. .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, my brother in law has been telling me he is worrying about this, how to bring up his child (whose gender is still unknown) holistically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, we aren’t just growing into people who can regurgitate information at fingertips, handle cheem equations but have zero people skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand why that particular someone would label that certain group of people stupid, because I don’t think we are any brighter. Especially when you claim to serve us, how can one serve people one does not even treat with acceptance and equality?&lt;br /&gt;Grr. Bite you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/weilun%20bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/weilun%20bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, happy birthday tweety lun. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;a mini celeb conjured up by me, yihui n sun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-115979863290267165?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115979863290267165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115979863290267165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/10/kids.html' title='kids'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-115867290877503793</id><published>2006-09-19T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T06:35:08.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>please?</title><content type='html'>All I want for my birthday is my own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Or even my own house&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would even give up a super-hot-sony-cybershot-t10-that-is-pure-white-7.2megapixels-with-super-steadyshot’-and-music-slideshow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not like anyone would buy me one ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need a room w a sea view, plasma tv nor dvd/vcd player,&lt;br /&gt;just one where I can spend quality QT, draw w.o having to cover what I am drawing, sing w.o having to soften the volume and control the time I off the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be enough a sanctuary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-115867290877503793?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115867290877503793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115867290877503793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/09/please.html' title='please?'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-115833215910142421</id><published>2006-09-15T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T07:55:59.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prelims one week down</title><content type='html'>Hohoho, prelims is halfway through already.&lt;br /&gt;Felt like the whole thing is over already though, kind of lost track of time, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with Pamela and jonathan after Chem papers today, and we brought nothing, but all 3 of us cut hair, but sadly, my hair doesn’t look it has been cut :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were in forever 21, jon was standing by the side and reading something, then two brothers passing the shop though that he was doing survey so diligently, came into the place and realized he wasn’t, haha. Its ruiyong and ian by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruiyong is very very funny ^^&lt;br /&gt;All his jokes all super funny. Jon and ruiyong literally dragged ian to northeast PM so he went. Had Zion uctm after that, then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, freedom awaits in two months time!&lt;br /&gt;recently, we have been self indulging in reminiscing what happened last time a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Me n cixin had a super fun time talking about bleach. Anime marathon after Os, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday, munyee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-115833215910142421?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115833215910142421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115833215910142421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/09/prelims-one-week-down.html' title='prelims one week down'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-115773060034573314</id><published>2006-09-08T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T08:50:00.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i want a famous face, not.</title><content type='html'>Ha, I have been watching MTV’s I want a famous face for the past three nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s one scary show, but it made me think.&lt;br /&gt;People are willing to go for surgeries, and have breast implants, just to look like a pop star they admire, or as they claim “to build up their self confidence”. To have cuts slash, spill blood and have their fronts hurt for a month or more, or even have side effects, resulting in more surgeries.&lt;br /&gt;(one woman had 3 surgeries on one side, and 4 on the other side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironically, it’s not as though these pop stars they are trying to emulate are perfect and flawless, they have their own shares of weak moments too, who doesn’t?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this may sound absolutely absurd to many of us, since we don’t know many (if any) that underwent such ops, but we do show forth such insecurity in ourselves too what, often comparing ourselves with someone else, hoping to have a characteristic/ talent that someone else has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was running through my mind during the metamorphosis concert.&lt;br /&gt;And I was so glad I could come before Him and feel so completely accepted and loved, despite the flaws I have. To feel so comfortable in my own skin before Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the depths of my heart, and you still love me, you are amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-115773060034573314?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115773060034573314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115773060034573314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-want-famous-face-not.html' title='i want a famous face, not.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-115686782346609783</id><published>2006-08-29T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T09:10:23.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ponner me</title><content type='html'>provers 19: 6 in his heart a man plans his course,&lt;br /&gt;but the Lord determines his steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo, yesterday we had cg @ rix's and all the north pple were there, only recognise a few faces.&lt;br /&gt;haha, eelee was there too, and she was quite surprised that im taking care of a grp now and was like"woah, great work, girl!" with such realness and sincerity it made my day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met tonnes of zionites at amk macs,&lt;br /&gt;went home and slept at 10+ (stupid channel five, grrr, my antm! &gt;:/)&lt;br /&gt;woke up this morning, in fatigue, so i decided to not go to schooooooooool lalalalalaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;it was kind of dumb lah, cause most of the other sec4 classes dont hv lessons cause of phys prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to mug today.&lt;br /&gt;and xin joined lonely me after her prac. while she was twisting her hand around (shes doing magnetism in physics) and i was doing chem tys crossword puzzle, we got distracted by some fashion students, deluded a while n went back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat's pclm was great and i loved the teaching, its worth every minute. the heartfelt sincerity and energy of the preacher (it was a video btw) touched me. and i loved the game we played before it too, we modifiy it tried it during cg, it failed miserably and end up, karchian became doodleboard, with all of us drawing on her. picts up when i get a good sony ericsson cable. any one willing to offer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps the lack is the all the way out spirit, die hard and desperate?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, home again, let it feel right for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a juggler on a tight rope recently, but i thank god for everyone's encouragement, and being crazy with me and/or letting me go mad once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, i am not crazy, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im staying SAINT what, haha. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-115686782346609783?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115686782346609783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115686782346609783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/08/ponner-me.html' title='ponner me'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-115651067279844452</id><published>2006-08-25T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T05:57:52.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown.</title><content type='html'>9 days to eng Aug aka 2nd sept.&lt;br /&gt;if only they all try.&lt;br /&gt;psalm 126: 5-6&lt;br /&gt;those who sow in tears,&lt;br /&gt;will reap with songs of joy.&lt;br /&gt;He who goes out weeping,&lt;br /&gt;carrying seed to sow,&lt;br /&gt;will return with songs of joy,&lt;br /&gt;carrying sheaves with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days to singapore biennale 2006&lt;br /&gt;which is going to clash with prelims and olevels, which means missing out the whole event :/&lt;br /&gt;for the uninformed: &lt;a href="http://www.singaporebiennale.org"&gt;www.singaporebiennale.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 days to prelims.&lt;br /&gt;and SA seem to be further and further away. bio prac was stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;if i was the invigilator, i would start laughing at the whole class raising their fists into the air ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. been weighing the pros and corns for so long, and i still cannot come to a satisfactory conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;"just do what you want, lah" sometimes, it isnt so simple, i dont want to be selfish.&lt;br /&gt;"aiya, then go lor" but i dont want to waste time, and suffer two years of hell.&lt;br /&gt;ultimately it will work out somehow i guess, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found my new place of refuge: coffeebean j8. its not the one on level one, its the very open one on level two, near the hermit crab thing. thought it would be so noisy, but its actually conducive to study. though much more expensive. but you get free icewater and milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho, remind me my days are numbered &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want that fivezero to be a dream, and definitely not my dream. because its our dream.&lt;br /&gt;i want to see it happen in this generation, before all my hair gray and i forgot what sec sch i come from. can it be all their dream too? only then, it will become a dream that will come true, and not just my dream, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being locked up in the library is no fun, though its a lot more entertaining since i was playing scrabble with &lt;s&gt;mikel&lt;/s&gt; michael, wilson and yy. then jon joined us. then we got bored, and we just invented weird games to play w the scrabble tiles. elefant is a cool word lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everlasting, i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-115651067279844452?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115651067279844452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115651067279844452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/08/countdown.html' title='countdown.'/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33156727.post-115624869255331901</id><published>2006-08-22T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T05:11:32.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/1600/Image011-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6102/574/320/Image011-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha, 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I need to post something to view the template, so yar, just a picture taken not long ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's Jonathan and Pete for you, Lays :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Pamela rocks! (Please delete this post when you see it!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33156727-115624869255331901?l=ink-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/feeds/115624869255331901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33156727&amp;postID=115624869255331901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115624869255331901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33156727/posts/default/115624869255331901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ink-.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>layling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03441678776482395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
