<?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-31850596</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:28:55.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31850596.post-5195865208060370758</id><published>2008-05-28T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T15:54:23.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Alison called me, telling me that i got A PAY RISE!! Heeheee.. :D :D Happy Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first Latin Cha Cha dance lesson on the just-passed-Saturday. I enjoyed it though. I'm REALLY clumsy initially, but after getting the hang of it, I can do much better. I’m smart after all. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Saturday, our class is going to attend Mr. Lim's wedding at Baptist Church. I can foresee that it will be pretty fun! Meeting up with the class again is definitely a joyful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have already fixed my mind of the choice of my university- getting into NUS. Although I know that it will definitely be tough because in a "mathematics" faculty, there're many china people and they are really STRONG in mathematics, I'M PREPARED TO FIGHT MY WAY THROUGH!! I’ll try my best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing in this entry, I’m going to change my hand phone number soon. I'll message all when I received my new number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owells, there are all random thoughts. Lala lalala lala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-5195865208060370758?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/5195865208060370758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=5195865208060370758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/5195865208060370758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/5195865208060370758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2008/05/hurray-today-alison-called-me-telling.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-9193103291338423453</id><published>2008-05-21T16:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:46:12.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoohooohoooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After such a long period of hibernation, my blog is finally alive again- there's a new entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy today. I went over to achieve career (sister company of mine- JCG Search) today to pass the team leads the remaining HR Summit forms, so afraid to meet Wil and Sophia because previously they were quite unhappy over certain issue. I'm not too sure whether they were angry with me because I’m the one handling the task which they were unhappy with, BUT I’m just following the instruction given by my direct boss, so they might overlook my fault? I’m not too sure though. Owells.. Back to main the topic. When I’m walking towards Wil's desk, I’m praying so hard that she's away from her desk. Humbling "please, not at her desk. Please, not at her desk." and walking there at the same time and PHEW~~ luckily, she's away! After which I headed towards Sophia's desk, same thing I did, praying, humbling and walking, but when I reached there, OH GOD! She’s there! But no choice, I had to pass her the forms still so up in my mind, I’m telling myself to pass her quickly and just run away even before she can say anything or scold me. To my surprised, she pointed to her desk's glass penal and asked whether it was me who wrote the team name on the post it the previous time I passed her the forms. Then I replied, "yes, why?" and she said that MY HANDWRITING IS NICE!! wahahaha.. :D :D :D Not knowing how to respond, I just thank her all the way. Furthermore, she requested for me to write her more of her team name so that she can stick it on all her files. Haha.. But nevertheless, I’m not too sure how sincere she is. I’m not trying to show off when I said that but I always believe that corporate world is always full of politics and who knows if I really write her team name then, will she be saying "what a joke, do you think your writing is really that nice that I’ll want more from you?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owells.. Not too sure though but for now, I chose not to write and just stay as far as I can from Sophia while remaining happy. I still remember previously Shawn told me that my handwriting is nice as well. Heeeeheeeee.. A Happy Day for me. Cheers! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-9193103291338423453?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/9193103291338423453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=9193103291338423453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/9193103291338423453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/9193103291338423453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2008/05/hoohooohoooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-5307620570675514000</id><published>2008-01-08T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T23:06:08.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so sad....):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until now i still don't have a job! sobsob. my part-time job currently is playing audition. haha. what a loser man! lol. actually i waiting for jobs to come to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be employed soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-5307620570675514000?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/5307620570675514000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=5307620570675514000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/5307620570675514000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/5307620570675514000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-2337207592033767651</id><published>2007-12-24T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T15:14:26.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hohoho.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; in advance!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. tonight wont be at home so cannot say "merry christmas!" at 12 midnight sharp. lol. actually i got no programme at all today and intend to just stay at home to play audition until night time then sleep, but last minute got alot of programme. owells, so i'll be out tonight! yay yay yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-2337207592033767651?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/2337207592033767651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=2337207592033767651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/2337207592033767651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/2337207592033767651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/12/hohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-8558902542761554179</id><published>2007-11-20T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T11:19:24.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HURRAY! 'A' LEVEL IS FINALLY OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, have to worry for results. sigh~ i feel that i've did badly for most of the papers. there's no paper that i think had reached my expectation and i'd confident in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll pray hard.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it works.((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-8558902542761554179?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/8558902542761554179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=8558902542761554179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/8558902542761554179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/8558902542761554179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/11/hurray-level-is-finally-over-but-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-3074004040491098209</id><published>2007-11-08T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T17:57:34.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>still got five more papers to go! wth.. A level is such  a torture. the previous five papers that i've completed not say very well done as well. sigh~ dunno whether still can ace them not. hopefully can. i really wish to get scholarship for university so that my school fee and career can be slightly secured. but it's really hard to achieve it! i don't have the motivation to study at all! furthermore, i'm uncertain about my ability to pass my general paper. i'd never pass gp for any major paper before in junior college. it's really bad! owells, whatever. la lala la..)):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-3074004040491098209?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/3074004040491098209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=3074004040491098209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/3074004040491098209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/3074004040491098209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/11/still-got-five-more-papers-to-go-wth.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-6811871744134985887</id><published>2007-10-12T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T03:19:01.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the last official school day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet i'm feeling so down. cried twice today. i believe that i'll cry the third time today when i update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really fast! 2 years just passed. i remembered last year when i entered this class, first time when i get to glance at all my classmates during pw lecture at AUD, my first thought is "there's no shuai guys in our class! sian.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through the 2 years, or to be exact, one year++, many things have happened. even though it's rather similar every day, but every little thing in every day school's life contributes and makes up my jc memory-- fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i've expected myself to be really sad on this day when we're going to part. i've predicted it (don't believe? look at my previous entry when it's the last day of nationals and all my team mates are going different ways, in some ways or another, and busy with their studies), but i didnt expect myself to be even more devastated. sigh.. too much of these "little things" that made me unable to let go, made me unwilling to say "goodbye", made me cry.. like wad lincoln said outside pizza hut in the afternoon, i've started missing you guys even when we were still together after meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) jocelyn. lincoln's joho-girl and MX'S BELOVED. haha. don't understand why jo's face will turn so red, though there's nth between mx and her, or issit that there're things that i don't know.. heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)yvonne's red face when she see you-know-who and always telling me that she doesn't care about him yet contradict herself immediately after saying that. silly girl, go for what you like! and i wanna go to your house again to eat all the food on your shelves and fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)yuanwen's quietness. quiet but hardworking. anything you didnt manage to copy in class or during lectures, just find yw. she's the source to my school work. tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) agnes' smile (perhaps because she has straight teeth). looks small and kind but don't be deceived by her appearance, she's very evil especially when she smack you. WAH! painful! p.s. never be on her right. she's the pure evil one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) allena and weiming. i think i don't have to elaborate much on this. heehee.. (allena, don't blush)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) looking up at yonghui. i still remember the incident at the container block when yonghui's so kind in volunteering his help to collect ben's papers by rising his hand. hoho~~ and thanks for lending me your shoulder at palau ubin during OBS. (oops! better not let kaiting see this. if not she'll be coming after me with a knife)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) my dad, of course, that goes without saying. daddy's always there for me whenever i'm feeling down and tolerate my whining, yet i always made him sad. sorry dad. i know i'm willful and often made you upset, but it's not totally my fault. it's partly because you pampered me too much! whining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) kent's f*** up! franking speakly, i scare to collect money from him because whenever i just mention "collect money" to him, his immediate reply will be "f***". lol. come to think about it, it's really funny. so sad. no one will scold me vulgarities in the future again.)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) ming xuan. aiyo.. ma ming, must be faithful towards jocelyn. cannot go find other girls when she's not around. naughty ah you. haha. and thanks for letting me win in the touch rugby game on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) yihan's singing.... not. lols. haha. maybe you'll be the future singapore idol (who knows) but you must really work hard. i mean seriously, not sarcastically. there's hope for everything. jiayou! but i think those people living around cck, especially gary, will suffer more before you become a singer. hippo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) MY SON! mixture of fats and shit! haha. i'll definitely miss you lah, my beloved son. i still want &lt;em&gt;joke session&lt;/em&gt; everyday.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;my jc life is brightened up especially by your lame jokes and nonsensical stuff&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; and you better be faithful towads my daughter-in-law before i chop you into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) glenn. aiyo~ don't keep disturbing glenn and me lah! i'll shy! lols. but nevertheless, i still have to thank glenn for being there to listen to my troubles, really. it's surprising some times that you know that i'm upset and came to comfort me. so touched! lols. but cannot be too cocky, have to study hard to get good results or maybe you can stapler $50 to your scripts. hoho~ must sponsor me as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) samuel. you must study SMART not study hard, alrighty? you're a great friend! but don't stress yourself too much. sometimes you have to relax a little before your brain can absorb more. all the best for your A level!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) charles. continue to strive in hockey and chiong for studies. your last minute work really very effective, should award you with the greatest improvement medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) ben. even though we didn't chat much but it's good to have you as a classmate. you'll always lend me your handphone to play whenever i got nothing-better-to-do and treat us FOOD! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) piyuish's way of claiming money from me so that he doesn't have to pay so much for the class funds. haha. don't know how he manage to get so many receipts to claim. anyway, go for your scholarship, yea? don't give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) raktim's explanation. really have to thank you for explaining to me every concept that i do not understand and you know what? your explanation is really clear and comprehensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) rong qing's sarcastic remarks. lols. it's irritating but i find it funny. haha. you can be lincoln no.2. haha. and you're our class sleeping king! congrats congrats. come to think about it, hardly see you sleep again recently. i guess it's the power of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) LAO DA!! we shall stop competiting who's taller again alright? i'll sacrify a little and conclude that we're equally tall, i.e. tie. yay! haha. lao da, must study hard for your A level! jiayou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) yen liang chi's irritaing and disturbing actions. don't deny that you didn't. recall.. who's the idiot who snatch the sleeping space with me at glenn's house during pw? lols. irritating but enjoyable. we must win lincoln and allena in &lt;em&gt;bridge&lt;/em&gt; again if we have a chalet again this year, just like last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) yojit as well! during gp, he's always the one having answers to those &lt;em&gt;chim chim&lt;/em&gt; questions. if i have half the knowledge of what yojit has, i'll pass my gp for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really miss all of you! we'll have some gathering again but before that let's study hard together for A level! we're forever ten-o-six-- "play together, mug together, the classmates for LIFE!"((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-6811871744134985887?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/6811871744134985887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=6811871744134985887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/6811871744134985887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/6811871744134985887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-is-last-official-school-day-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-6405367815714172732</id><published>2007-09-21T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T22:19:01.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho~~ prelims finally over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has ended a few days ago and so i'd been shopping and catching movies for the past consecutive days. lols. some friends around me seemed to have started mugging for A levels. actually there's about 6 more weeks to A levels so i'm still slacking and thinking of taking a break before taking up the momentum to let through the last lap. owells, seeing others studying indeed made me stress to some extent. but being stress doesnt push me to study. heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! i'm finally going back to SHG tml. feel so happy :D thinking of all those kids and the games we're going to play. i cant wait for tml's afternoon to come. anw, i heard about jason's prelims result. i'm far from what he's supposed to achieve. i shocked as well. this is also part of the reason why i'm going back tml- to see how he's doing, cannot let this continue if not he wont be able to score for his PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recently just watched &lt;apartment&gt;, &lt;881&gt; and &lt;the&gt;. all these shows quite not bad. suddenly chiong three movies after my last movie &lt;death&gt; which is like 9 months sago. zzz... two days ago, i went to eat steamboat with my mum for lunch. the food is really great, together with the excellence service and ambience, it's worth going there to dine again. i love the dessert the most! the green tea pudding is WHOA! it's 100% jasmine green tea, a little bitter and sweet. i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not exercise for about 1 month plus already. getting fat. wanna find someone to go work out with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-6405367815714172732?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/6405367815714172732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=6405367815714172732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/6405367815714172732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/6405367815714172732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/09/hoho-prelims-finally-over-it-has-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-9101238637761266777</id><published>2007-08-09T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T16:33:31.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrKOSbzZbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3ka1AaT3MUE/s1600-h/friendster1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096608275138569650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrKOSbzZbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3ka1AaT3MUE/s320/friendster1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this photo was taken a few months ago. haha.christopher and casey. two of my beloved juniors. but they're very evil to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrKHCbzZaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/5m6fWyMU9nE/s1600-h/friendster2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096608150584518050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrKHCbzZaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/5m6fWyMU9nE/s320/friendster2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the description for the status. not me! i'm not the statue! lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJ-CbzZZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/TrYcd-PS40U/s1600-h/classblog1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096607995965695378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJ-CbzZZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/TrYcd-PS40U/s320/classblog1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; start of the AJ race! proudly present to you. the ten-o-six pretty girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJ2CbzZYI/AAAAAAAAAMI/VeR2pPUi3Xw/s1600-h/classblog2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096607858526741890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJ2CbzZYI/AAAAAAAAAMI/VeR2pPUi3Xw/s320/classblog2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our first station for the AJ race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJtibzZXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2IZ1TPKPfOQ/s1600-h/classblog5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096607712497853810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJtibzZXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2IZ1TPKPfOQ/s320/classblog5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute girls+cute poster= cute photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJlybzZWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/mCepa09fDyE/s1600-h/classblog6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096607579353867618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJlybzZWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/mCepa09fDyE/s320/classblog6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; agnes and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJdybzZVI/AAAAAAAAALw/vWBJ9zT7OWc/s1600-h/classblog7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096607441914914130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJdybzZVI/AAAAAAAAALw/vWBJ9zT7OWc/s320/classblog7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! i cant believe yvonne will wanna take such photo with me! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJWSbzZUI/AAAAAAAAALo/Ujd90amwcfE/s1600-h/classblog8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096607313065895234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJWSbzZUI/AAAAAAAAALo/Ujd90amwcfE/s320/classblog8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reflection of pretty girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJPCbzZTI/AAAAAAAAALg/Oyoy_aks94s/s1600-h/classblog9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096607188511843634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJPCbzZTI/AAAAAAAAALg/Oyoy_aks94s/s320/classblog9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my son and me. trying to be cool, but we can't!&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJISbzZSI/AAAAAAAAALY/CvVN_WtetxM/s1600-h/classblog10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096607072547726626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJISbzZSI/AAAAAAAAALY/CvVN_WtetxM/s320/classblog10.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJBibzZRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zgiH0jlhKLQ/s1600-h/classblog12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096606956583609618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrJBibzZRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zgiH0jlhKLQ/s320/classblog12.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrI8CbzZQI/AAAAAAAAALI/rFkFhe6oesI/s1600-h/classblog13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096606862094329090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrI8CbzZQI/AAAAAAAAALI/rFkFhe6oesI/s320/classblog13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wah! my son's fats is so much that i can never win! Lols!&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrI2CbzZPI/AAAAAAAAALA/2wuQ4rkaSi0/s1600-h/classblog14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096606759015113970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrI2CbzZPI/AAAAAAAAALA/2wuQ4rkaSi0/s320/classblog14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we complete the race! haha. rq is sleeping again, as usual. his pose never change!&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIvSbzZOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5EL8XvFwTKo/s1600-h/classblog15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096606643050996962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIvSbzZOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5EL8XvFwTKo/s320/classblog15.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIoSbzZNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/f39msOmvsBM/s1600-h/classblog16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096606522791912658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIoSbzZNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/f39msOmvsBM/s320/classblog16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no. dun struggle me yvonne!&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIeibzZMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/01_6oREfe7I/s1600-h/blog3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096606355288188098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIeibzZMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/01_6oREfe7I/s320/blog3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally taller than gary dad!&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIZCbzZLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4OVlnxeIVsw/s1600-h/blog4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096606260798907570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIZCbzZLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4OVlnxeIVsw/s320/blog4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at jason's face! so cute lah! made jo laugh that's why the photo is so blurry. lols!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIUCbzZKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_nrx_snTJD0/s1600-h/blog5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096606174899561634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIUCbzZKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_nrx_snTJD0/s320/blog5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah. this is a nice photo.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIOybzZJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FVeMaRTZlLM/s1600-h/blog6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096606084705248402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIOybzZJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FVeMaRTZlLM/s320/blog6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my self-timer aiming is bad. haha.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIJybzZII/AAAAAAAAAKI/w89s1ZQCluY/s1600-h/blog7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096605998805902466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIJybzZII/AAAAAAAAAKI/w89s1ZQCluY/s320/blog7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arcade time! i and jo brought jason and daryl to arcade to play. time crisis in process.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIFCbzZHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9LV0E5V-OxI/s1600-h/blog8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096605917201523826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIFCbzZHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9LV0E5V-OxI/s320/blog8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daytona! my favourite! haha.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIAibzZGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ZYiBGT3aBDY/s1600-h/blog9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096605839892112482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrIAibzZGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ZYiBGT3aBDY/s320/blog9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i won.. ooh shit. i'm like bullying a kid lah! lols!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrH7ibzZFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vg3Q-1zgpjw/s1600-h/blog10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096605753992766546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrH7ibzZFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vg3Q-1zgpjw/s320/blog10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and casey. this evil little boy very terrible. he and christopher always make fun of me. keep on saying "there're these few strain of hairs keep on talking to them." rah! but i still love them.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrH2ibzZEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/zulKa5GvOO8/s1600-h/blog11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096605668093420610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrH2ibzZEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/zulKa5GvOO8/s320/blog11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lilian and me. parade going to start alr still can take photo. haha.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHxSbzZDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/r0DbV7ev4jQ/s1600-h/blog12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096605577899107378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHxSbzZDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/r0DbV7ev4jQ/s320/blog12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;casey! stole my camera to take his photo. eee..&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHtCbzZCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/1rkKBhZyZO0/s1600-h/blog13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096605504884663330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHtCbzZCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/1rkKBhZyZO0/s320/blog13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is christopher. the other evil boy. want me to capture his 'holy' pose. so disgusting. keke.&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;&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHoCbzZBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/D6trhsOHfuo/s1600-h/blog14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096605418985317394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHoCbzZBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/D6trhsOHfuo/s320/blog14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mr white. he's still the same after 2 years. no change, equally funny and stressed up easily.&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;&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHiibzZAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/a0Auv_D7cHs/s1600-h/blog15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096605324496036866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHiibzZAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/a0Auv_D7cHs/s320/blog15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFAC. but weiliang not here today. so sad..)):&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;&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHdibzY_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/7leDcgf1QTU/s1600-h/blog16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096605238596690930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHdibzY_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/7leDcgf1QTU/s320/blog16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i stole the 'Gold Award' from the throphy up there!&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;&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHXCbzY-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/mryM8aGm4wE/s1600-h/blog17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096605126927541218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHXCbzY-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/mryM8aGm4wE/s320/blog17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiawei and me&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;&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHSSbzY9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/XzViSYVp3TM/s1600-h/blog18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096605045323162578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHSSbzY9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/XzViSYVp3TM/s320/blog18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason and me&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;&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHKybzY8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/08fC1qpWRCo/s1600-h/blog19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096604916474143682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHKybzY8I/AAAAAAAAAIo/08fC1qpWRCo/s320/blog19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah! flowers for me?! i'm so surprised!&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHESbzY7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/FIsNikbY4TI/s1600-h/blog20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096604804804993970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrHESbzY7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/FIsNikbY4TI/s320/blog20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and boon teck. toolpig casey. i dun wanna take photo with you! keep on disturbing me. haha.&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;&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;&lt;br /&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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-9101238637761266777?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/9101238637761266777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=9101238637761266777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/9101238637761266777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/9101238637761266777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-photo-was-taken-few-months-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrrKOSbzZbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3ka1AaT3MUE/s72-c/friendster1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31850596.post-1965816469214264148</id><published>2007-08-04T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T00:48:27.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i happen to read this entry from cheryl's blog when i'm hopping from blog to blog and i almost cried again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard to part. it's really difficult to just let go. sigh.. feel like returning to the past, when cheryl and i, and others as well, trained together, eat together, bullied the counter staff together, joked, crapped and looked at eyecandies together. but it's totally impossible, time doesn't reverse. everything's gone! vanished within seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells, i guess i've sank too deep into this bond we've created and it's so hard to recover from it now. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrNZIibzYpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ht8qXUrASxw/s1600-h/Photo-0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094513606703407762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrNZIibzYpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ht8qXUrASxw/s320/Photo-0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrNY-CbzYoI/AAAAAAAAAGI/29k6c2QA_DE/s1600-h/Photo-0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094513426314781314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrNY-CbzYoI/AAAAAAAAAGI/29k6c2QA_DE/s320/Photo-0132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrNY2ibzYnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/9a4-F4bPZ9E/s1600-h/Photo-0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094513297465762418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrNY2ibzYnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/9a4-F4bPZ9E/s320/Photo-0131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember this training took place a few days before mid-years. while everyone was staying at home mugging, we're actually dry firing in the meeting room, preparing for nationals. and i made cheryl to do &lt;em&gt;sai kang&lt;/em&gt; for me again such as taking out my rifle for me help me take these photos. lols! she's complaining away lah! but ended up doing all these. she just love me too much to not help me. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i &lt;em&gt;long bang&lt;/em&gt; her dad's car home today. LOL! lucky i'm fast enough to hop onto the car. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-1965816469214264148?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/1965816469214264148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=1965816469214264148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/1965816469214264148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/1965816469214264148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-happen-to-read-this-entry-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RrNZIibzYpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ht8qXUrASxw/s72-c/Photo-0133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31850596.post-6086637387264283886</id><published>2007-07-29T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T15:57:42.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always believe that God has a plan for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, God has given me the opportunity to know so many GREAT friends, including those in my class currently, my team mates, those in my secondary school and many other friends. The support you guys has given me is really important to me. I've also been given a chance to know aaron and nicholas through nationals. they are really cute boys! Wells, i'll try not to let this 'chance' just slipped away. LOl! and i knew that yb and cheryl are there for me still, just that it's spiritually and not physically. i seriously cant bear to let you guys just drift away.((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-6086637387264283886?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/6086637387264283886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=6086637387264283886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/6086637387264283886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/6086637387264283886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-always-believe-that-god-has-plan-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-1035248542280927776</id><published>2007-07-21T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T00:34:38.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mix feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about happy things first. i'm really glad that munling got things sort out and i seriously hope that she will be a happy girl after today. she's my best friend and i love her so much that i dun wish to see her getting hurt again. misery eventually has to come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there're some things in life that are hard to let go (i have to admit and agree to this) but nevertheless, we have to learn to do so. but it's always easier to be said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, the unhappy things that are revolving aound me recently and made me suffocate are partly because of this. i find myself unable to let go of some things in life- the trainings i used to have where i get to chat with my MJC friends, the counter staff, and some other friends from other schools; cheryl and yb who are the few that are closest to me in AJ shooting club are also busy with their own studies and i rarely get to chat with them as they didnt do well in mid-years and are catching up; and now, i'm going to face the same problem in my voluntary work where everyone's going to leave because prelims is drawing near and people cannot commit their time to it anymore. i feel like i've lost almost everything that is worthwhile to me. i can remember all these chatting sessions, the way i disturb the others while they were training at SAFRA and all the laughters i had. yet, all these are gone.. forever.. when i return to SAFRA, trying to search for these moment, i cant. the atmosphere is so different now. i could hardly recognised. i tried telling some of my good friends about it, pouring out everything, hoping that i'll feel less miserable, but it doesn't seem to work. because of this, i'd cried a few days ago. what steven said is right--it is because of an accumulation of unhappy things that happened which made me so sad.. and this words trigger my tears. RAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress is also accumulating. i felt really stress whenever people around me (especially yonghui) kept on reminding on the number of weeks left to prelims. revision has already started yet i'm still stuck at unfinished homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my appetite is really bad recently. i feel hungry, but i don't wish to eat and my mum has been scolding me for it. i know she's just worry but i seriously got no appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got an urge to tell jasmine about all these. just pour out everything at her, cry and let her console me. although she's younger than me, but i find her the best candidate to listen to my problem. i guess it is because of her always being there for me and giving me valuable advice through trainings and competitions. but, i'm also quite relunctant to tell her about all these as i do not want to trouble her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this moment, i'm crying again.. i feel more than miserable. i think words cannot describe how bad i felt and i guess noone can ever understand the pain within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agony..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-1035248542280927776?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/1035248542280927776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=1035248542280927776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/1035248542280927776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/1035248542280927776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/07/mix-feelings.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-7293685052258985431</id><published>2007-07-15T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T16:16:16.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these photos were taken during our Bus-Mrt-Walk thingy. just received the photos from steven so now then upload them.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnVWJfaTMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZEyDPCnM1Wo/s1600-h/DSC02065(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087331830573190338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnVWJfaTMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZEyDPCnM1Wo/s320/DSC02065(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KIASU singaporeans! must be well-prepared so everyone just bring along all their relevant resources at home. don't care whether we really need it in the end not. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnT2JfaTLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/TlPY4ZdyBWs/s1600-h/Shooting-O-Five!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087330181305748658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnT2JfaTLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/TlPY4ZdyBWs/s320/Shooting-O-Five!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HOOoooo!! we're going to win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnTUZfaTKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ow-KmFhvFPg/s1600-h/DSC02073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087329601485163682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnTUZfaTKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ow-KmFhvFPg/s320/DSC02073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stop playing lah! can we take the photo properly?! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnS_JfaTJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/znu51FkJWmE/s1600-h/DSC02074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087329236412943506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnS_JfaTJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/znu51FkJWmE/s320/DSC02074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this photo is so much more sweet than the previous two (without the presence of yb and steven). wahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnRxpfaTII/AAAAAAAAAFY/JN2r-0AElU8/s1600-h/DSC02080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087327904973081730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnRxpfaTII/AAAAAAAAAFY/JN2r-0AElU8/s320/DSC02080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this map was given by gwen. she's so kind- our opponents yet gave us more resources. lol. this shows my popularity. haha.. ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnRKZfaTHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OPHXMnGssyg/s1600-h/DSC02081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087327230663216242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnRKZfaTHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OPHXMnGssyg/s320/DSC02081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dunno whose toolpig hand and bottle, trying to block the beautiful-cum-act-cute twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnQNJfaTGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/k5o-90iuEnk/s1600-h/DSC02091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087326178396228706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnQNJfaTGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/k5o-90iuEnk/s320/DSC02091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; took my photo secretly?! i'll be shy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnPv5faTFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/53mdmC0i75M/s1600-h/DSC02097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087325675885055058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnPv5faTFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/53mdmC0i75M/s320/DSC02097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we got 11th! wth. lost by a little to CASH! haha. but whatever, it's of so much FUN!&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnOOpfaTEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IAEh4k8pmy8/s1600-h/DSC02099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087324005142776898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnOOpfaTEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IAEh4k8pmy8/s320/DSC02099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.. going to makan and then go home.&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnNcJfaTDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TogOS__kz4U/s1600-h/bleed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087323137559383090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnNcJfaTDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TogOS__kz4U/s320/bleed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steven, don't die!!&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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-7293685052258985431?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/7293685052258985431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=7293685052258985431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/7293685052258985431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/7293685052258985431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/07/these-photos-were-taken-during-our-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RpnVWJfaTMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZEyDPCnM1Wo/s72-c/DSC02065(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31850596.post-1363400186688643176</id><published>2007-07-15T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T00:30:46.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought i'd long forgotten this word, this feeling, yet it returns..)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-1363400186688643176?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/1363400186688643176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=1363400186688643176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/1363400186688643176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/1363400186688643176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-thought-id-long-forgotten-this-word.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-6332413243196012392</id><published>2007-07-10T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:18:36.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm having a sore eye now! it's terribly irritating and it hurts. but no matter what, i cannot afford to miss school so i'm trying my luck tml. my siblings got sore eyes two days ago, went to see a doctor and got MC. it's so luckily for me to tio! rah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml got team lunch. so excited! i cant wait..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-6332413243196012392?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/6332413243196012392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=6332413243196012392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/6332413243196012392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/6332413243196012392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-having-sore-eye-now-its-terribly.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-1882986305098111861</id><published>2007-07-07T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T02:05:57.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nationals ended yesterday. rifle girls got 2nd, TPJC got first. so sad, lost to them by just 2 points and yet they're all along at the bottom those kind. noone ever expect they're win, but to be optismistic- we won RJC, and many other JCs. the bonds that we've tied and the friends we've made are the most valuable take-away for me. the friday night big gathering dinner, the fun and craziness we had are the most vivid memories. there're too much to say and words alone could not describe my feelings. i knew that there're so much i'm going to miss and this addiction needs time to recover. air rifle has already became a part of my life and i believe that it's not going to end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, to all those i've known at SAFRA, all the best in your future and may we meet again. i love all of you people! thanks so much for giving me so much wonderful memories. all of you will not be forgotten and will always be cherished.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro_B62cOdnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hc6TBnOF358/s1600-h/blog-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084495721115055730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro_B62cOdnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hc6TBnOF358/s320/blog-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this photo was taken during our prize presentation. we're l0oking down because there're actually many cameras there, but i dunno y jasmine was looking at my camera. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro_A52cOdmI/AAAAAAAAAEg/waQseTlqTno/s1600-h/blog-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084494604423558754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro_A52cOdmI/AAAAAAAAAEg/waQseTlqTno/s320/blog-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cheryl and me. so many people said that we look like sister, do we? then, we'll always fake that we're twins. lols. then people at the range actually believe (like uncle tan). so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-_omcOdlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fUSL_im86Kg/s1600-h/blog1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084493208559187538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-_omcOdlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fUSL_im86Kg/s320/blog1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro--MGcOdkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8o8dSYRDK4c/s1600-h/blog2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084491619421288002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro--MGcOdkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8o8dSYRDK4c/s320/blog2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is nicholas! the one who i've told almost the whole world (my class and the entire shooting team) that he's SO CUTE! lols. i dun dare to sms&lt;br /&gt;him even though i got his no. heard from aaron that their seniors keep on talking about me getting his no. so paiseh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-9vGcOdjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qHzOOZxQGJ0/s1600-h/aaron+&amp;+me..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084491121205081650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-9vGcOdjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qHzOOZxQGJ0/s320/aaron+%26+me..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aaron and me. i insisted on him taking photo with me, but he kept on &lt;em&gt;siam-ing&lt;/em&gt; cuz he said that he doesn't look good in photo. but who says?! he's like a little &lt;em&gt;shuai&lt;/em&gt; boy boy.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;but i can never praise him that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-9QWcOdiI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dGicy1S8BGk/s1600-h/blog4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084490592924104226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-9QWcOdiI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dGicy1S8BGk/s320/blog4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our group photo! i think this photo is super and nice to the extreme! there're our seniors and juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-3UmcOdhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JQDwd-UbhZU/s1600-h/blog5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084484068868781586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-3UmcOdhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JQDwd-UbhZU/s320/blog5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i and shi ing from NYGS. she's cute, isn't it? she everytime join in our friday dinner, together with MJC people as well. she kept on asking me to go safra to train often, but i dun think i'll have the time to. i think i'll just try my best to go cuz i really miss the people there. furthermore, air rifle has already became a part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-ya2cOdgI/AAAAAAAAADw/A9mwPyjzm4o/s1600-h/blog6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084478678684825090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-ya2cOdgI/AAAAAAAAADw/A9mwPyjzm4o/s320/blog6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my eyecandy's locker. hoho~~&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-xAGcOdfI/AAAAAAAAADo/INOjBE_yDpQ/s1600-h/blog8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084477119611696626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-xAGcOdfI/AAAAAAAAADo/INOjBE_yDpQ/s320/blog8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cheryl and me at the valley lockers. dunno what pose is this. we're just listening to the photographer (yb) who suggested this pose.&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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-1882986305098111861?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/1882986305098111861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=1882986305098111861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/1882986305098111861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/1882986305098111861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/07/nationals-ended-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro_B62cOdnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hc6TBnOF358/s72-c/blog-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31850596.post-317478716854317617</id><published>2007-07-07T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T23:22:10.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-rd2cOdeI/AAAAAAAAADg/2IHS58HZoHc/s1600-h/blog7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084471033643038178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-rd2cOdeI/AAAAAAAAADg/2IHS58HZoHc/s320/blog7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; these are our lockers. they're super packed inside. especially that one at the bottom- there're 5 sets of air rifle suites, so can you imagine how tired it is to take out and keep thing?  but i'm used to and pro at it alr. lousy school. no money to buy lockers. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-og2cOddI/AAAAAAAAADY/AXO2462pp2E/s1600-h/blog9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084467786647762386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-og2cOddI/AAAAAAAAADY/AXO2462pp2E/s320/blog9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and cheryl. actually there're a lot of people in the range at that time when we took the photo, but i dunno how yb manage to capture the image as if there's noone else in the range. anw, this is where we usually train and is our competition ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-nBWcOdcI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2Uu4H5pdrKg/s1600-h/blog10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084466145970255298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-nBWcOdcI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2Uu4H5pdrKg/s320/blog10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SAFRA indoor air weapons range!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-mQGcOdbI/AAAAAAAAADI/hnWcAimW1VM/s1600-h/blog10.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-mB2cOdaI/AAAAAAAAADA/rcnNUruynlc/s1600-h/blog11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084465055048562082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-mB2cOdaI/AAAAAAAAADA/rcnNUruynlc/s320/blog11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and junjie. peitsung and yb kept on saying that they've lost their respect for him cuz because he cheezed (i asked him to). haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-kp2cOdZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/l8cEMOgoGPg/s1600-h/blog12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084463543220073874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-kp2cOdZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/l8cEMOgoGPg/s320/blog12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i and my eyecandy (keith). omg! it's damn paiseh when danial, yb and junjie went over to approach him and ask him to take a photo with me! lols. but at least, there's no regret. i think yesterday is the last day i'll be seeing him. so sad~ p.s. cheryl, dun be sad. maybe your eyecandy will approach you one day and ask you to take photo with him. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-317478716854317617?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/317478716854317617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=317478716854317617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/317478716854317617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/317478716854317617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/07/these-are-our-lockers.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Ro-rd2cOdeI/AAAAAAAAADg/2IHS58HZoHc/s72-c/blog7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31850596.post-2114734833144985202</id><published>2007-07-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T00:07:27.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm too tired to blog today. cried so much just now that i'm so exhausted right now. we lost to tpjc by just 2 points and got second. i shall do all these blogging stuff tomorrow when i return home from dental appointment. good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-31850596.post-4349714904138001827</id><published>2007-06-30T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T12:32:50.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday night heard on the news that soul's ishi committed sucide. very upset to receive such a news.he should have understand that he has a lot of fans who are consistently supporting him still. he's a great dancer! my idol! my mum knew that i like him a lot so when she knew this, she msg me immediately. i'm feeling really down. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RoXazWcOdYI/AAAAAAAAACw/6JrI_1cEd2Q/s1600-h/soul"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081708330289624450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RoXazWcOdYI/AAAAAAAAACw/6JrI_1cEd2Q/s320/soul%27s+ishi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;superband finals- soul's ishi. he's very cutee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RoXamGcOdXI/AAAAAAAAACo/bERnEbU425M/s1600-h/soul2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081708102656357746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RoXamGcOdXI/AAAAAAAAACo/bERnEbU425M/s320/soul2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081707866433156450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RoXaYWcOdWI/AAAAAAAAACg/RjEQjWoi4TI/s320/soul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're my favourite and my forever superband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going training in the afternoon later- dry fire. then going dinner with jocelyn and yvonne they all, followed by bowling competition organised my SHG. i don't even know how to bowl yet i'm the captain of the team. hoho~ interesting. i think i'm just going to use both of my hands to roll the ball.&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/31850596-4349714904138001827?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/4349714904138001827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=4349714904138001827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/4349714904138001827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/4349714904138001827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/06/yesterday-night-heard-on-news-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RoXazWcOdYI/AAAAAAAAACw/6JrI_1cEd2Q/s72-c/soul%27s+ishi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31850596.post-6788066557328354891</id><published>2007-06-28T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T00:35:16.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm hereby to declare mid-year common test officially over! hurray! CT over-cum-my sister's birthday made today a really appropriate day to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a blue-berry cake for my sis and i got her a choker- a red crystal starfish with a &lt;em&gt;fake&lt;/em&gt; diamond on it. i think it's beautiful so i hope that she'll love it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had just returned from training at safra.i'm going to train intensively from today onwards since mid-year is over and my nationals is just NEXT WEEK! omg! it's really SOON. but well, i'm going to put in my best effort. what i'm worried most is after nationals, where there are lesser training which will eventually end someday, i.e. lesser time available for me to go for my passion, and lesser gathering with my clique in shooting team. i knew that i'll miss all the friday dinner session with steven, cheryl, yb, candy and sometimes with my MJ friends and si ing. i've expected this kinda 'parting' long time ago, but i'm still not prepared to face it, to experience it. anw, shooting has already became a part of me and i'm going to continue with this interest when i enter into university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something strange that happened yesterday. halfway back home, along ave 2, the bus 852 suddenly turned into upper thomson road though it's supposed to go straight.i got the shock of my life! i can hear all those conversation and discussion among the passengers then.haha, damn scary but cool! at first i'm also blaming the uncle for wasting time (same as niger), but after that i realised that it's because there's an accident along that road. tt's y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml i'm going out with munling to bugis in the morning after her paper, followed by, training at safra. actually i'm supposed to go for my class gathering at glenn's house before training, but i miss munling and love her too much, so i decided to go out with her instead- to bugis to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tired, physically and mentally, after 3 weeks of mugging to be prepared for my mid-year. the greatest disappointment is my math paper. i took a week to practise and it's supposed to be my best subject yet i left &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; half of my paper blank! demoralised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells, in order to be energetic tml, i shall go sleep now. goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;your smile made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-6788066557328354891?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/6788066557328354891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=6788066557328354891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/6788066557328354891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/6788066557328354891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-hereby-to-declare-mid-year-common.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-9117313129679172594</id><published>2007-06-17T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T00:16:48.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy fathers' day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from dinner. went to my house nearby that bottle plant restaurant there to eat cum celebration for fathers' day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this waiter, who took orders for us, looks like wu zhun. i knew that allena will sure go crazy if i tell her that, so i told her and her reaction was just like what i expected it would be. lols. but he really not bad-looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt really study today, or should i say i haven study today yet. haha. i shall do some studying later. but since i'm watching tv now,  i shall study when my show ended. tsk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-9117313129679172594?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/9117313129679172594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=9117313129679172594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/9117313129679172594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/9117313129679172594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-fathers-day-just-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-2042945572985569663</id><published>2007-06-15T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T19:20:27.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went for air rifle selection. damn tired. overslept this morning and quickly rushed down to safra when i woke up. my shots suck! shot so many "8"s. i knew that i shot so badly that i didnt even bother asking my coach my score. sad.. if i'm going to continue to 'drop' like that, i'll not be able to make it for nationals. owells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a dilemma this afternoon between choosing to stay at home to study or come over to my aunt's house together with my family. haha, i ended up at my aunt's house. lol! slacking. rah! i hate myself. owells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fathers' day is just around the corner. i realised that not many people remember that, but almost everyone can remember the date for mothers' day. is dad really that insignificant as compared to mum? i know that, at least to me, both dad and mum are equally important and i love both of them. i know that both of them love me as well.^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-2042945572985569663?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/2042945572985569663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=2042945572985569663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/2042945572985569663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/2042945572985569663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-went-for-air-rifle-selection.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-4780566244701746359</id><published>2007-06-14T13:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T13:53:28.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate it when my life is only revolving around with studying and trainings! zzz.. i want more freedom! i wanna play play play play play. wanna go arcade, watch movie and many moree. i just dreamt of going to arcade last night. dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get CHAMPIONSHIP  for arw. 6th june is my nationals competition date. everyone must pray hard for me yea? i wanna get AJ first gold! we'll beat RJ... and upon saying all these, i feel like training again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-4780566244701746359?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/4780566244701746359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=4780566244701746359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/4780566244701746359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/4780566244701746359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-hate-it-when-my-life-is-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-6298758091811399953</id><published>2007-06-03T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:37:29.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this coming thurs is my NUS invitation shoot! hoho~ tell you frankly that i'm not confident at all. cuz i only have 2 training after ABCamp, before NUS starts. 2 trainings ain't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, my grouping shots are good but not single shots. lack of confidence, hesitate and lose my focus are the main reasons for not shooting well in my single shots. owells, gotta work on that this tue. but the happy thing that happened on that day was that i know, through my junior, that actually there's this AB camper who thinks that i'm cute! wahahhahaha~~ **cant sleep** rofl. i thought that all campers will think that i'm fierce because of what my mohicans said, but luckily it's not totally true. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz.. tml hafta go school again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-6298758091811399953?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/6298758091811399953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=6298758091811399953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/6298758091811399953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/6298758091811399953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-coming-thurs-is-my-nus-invitation.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-2959816879229902511</id><published>2007-05-31T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T13:02:25.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from abcamp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything seemed to passed so fast. rmb the torture and stress i've been feeling and facing before the camp because of all the proposal and re-doing of proposal over and over again. also, on the first and second day of camp, i'm still very bz with my outdoor stuff and chionging to set up wet weather stations when it started to rain at labrador. everything's so tiring and yet the amount of sleep we get is so little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday running here and here and there, getting everything done on time. preparing food, serving food and having no time for my own breakfast, lunch and dinner. all these are so vivid in my mind. also remembering how welfare com stand together as one-- to be firm in what we've done ain't a mistake and that we're not wrong! i believe many of the campers do understand the rationale of us being to strict and firm in their attire, attitude and disipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most fun part of the camp is during Land Ex where dad, alford and me were chasing our mohicans who were constantly running to the end point and hurrying us. they were saying that we're so slow and kept on shouting "GIs jiayou!" there're even a few times where dad hafta blow his whistle to slow them down. they offered their help to pull us along to the jetty when we've reach east coast park and all the GIs were half-dead. they took our motivational food and ran with them and did not feed us any food on the way. it's a torture! but fun indeed. i did enjoy it and i'm glad to see their team spirit! i believe all of them will become very good leader in their future. all i wanna say to them is "all the best campers!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i'm most touched with is the praising at the end of the camp and the care and concern i've received from all during the camp. the friendship we has bonded and the lesson we has learnt is what i achieved most from the camp. i'm very proud of all SIs, all campers and MYSELF! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`ABCamp rawks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-2959816879229902511?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/2959816879229902511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=2959816879229902511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/2959816879229902511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/2959816879229902511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-came-back-from-abcamp-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-1134309122980698009</id><published>2007-05-25T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T02:15:42.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tml (or strictly speaking, i should say later) is the start of abcamp.i am looking forward to it, yet i'm worried. basically, i'm just lacking in self-confidence. i'm afraid that i'll not be a good instructor, worried that this might happen, that might happen, perhaps i'm thinking too much into it. but, owells, i'll try to perform to my very best. i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework is stacking up; and abcamp has been used as an excuse for myself to not do my homework. actually i'm deceiving myself. really hope that i can buck up after this camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling the pressure now. abcamp is later and after a week, there're intensively training for the up-coming NUS invitational shoot and make-up lectures and tutorials. after which, i only left with 2 weeks to study for my mid-years, which includes so many topics for each subject. yet during this 2 weeks, i still hafta go for more and moree intensively training for nationals, which is one week after my mid-years. time is really lacking for me; and stress is building up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i need to do well for mid-years yet, at the same time, i need to shoot well for nationals. i'm depending on my mid-year to get my scholarship since the results are taken into consideration during the application for it. also, with the aid of my two nationals juniors and coach's aim of championship for female rifle team this year, i have to really train hard and shoot well for nationals so that i do not pull down the overall score. i dunno how far i can be stretched, but i'll try my best not to break down and BE STRONG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-1134309122980698009?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/1134309122980698009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=1134309122980698009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/1134309122980698009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/1134309122980698009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/05/tml-or-strictly-speaking-i-should-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-3618190469581188563</id><published>2007-05-21T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:04:44.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eyecandy&lt;/span&gt; on last fri during my training. so happy! lols. still feeling damn excited even until now.((:&lt;br /&gt;owells, there's something wrong with my blogger. dunno happen but it keep on appearing invalid password. so sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-3618190469581188563?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/3618190469581188563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=3618190469581188563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/3618190469581188563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/3618190469581188563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-saw-my-eyecandy-on-last-fri-during-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-152004903447629141</id><published>2007-05-16T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T10:14:43.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday when i went for training guess who i saw? i saw mi lu bing tt sam leh! so happy. actually wanna get his signature budden realised i don't have any paper and pen (left everything at home) so hafta give up on this thought. but i'm still feeling very happy! i looked at hiom and he looked at me. hohoho~ he must be thinking &lt;em&gt;who's this weird girl to keep on staring at me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest saw phyllis on bus and i think i'll be seeing her today again. vball boys are playing against NYJC. hopefully i'll be able to find her there at toa payoh stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually there's econs common test later but thanks to vball finals, the econs test is postponed! yay! lucky. i got plenty of work to do recently, especially all proposal stuff cuz another week or so, we hafta carry out all these ideas in ABCamp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-152004903447629141?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/152004903447629141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=152004903447629141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/152004903447629141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/152004903447629141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/05/monday-when-i-went-for-training-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-4763670743517453323</id><published>2007-05-05T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T12:49:45.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recently our shooting team just got ourselves adidas team bags. cool isn't it? and we've also ordered team jersey. yeah man! can carry the team bag on wed. haha. budden the jersey needs to take about a month to be ready. anw, mon got physics SPA skill A. sian. tml need t o mug for it alr. these few days really quite busy with all my proposal thing for the ABCamp. sigh.. the work load don't spread evenly. sometime no hw,  no proposal then very free; sometime suddenly all the work load comes then cannot cope. zzz.. owells, i'll still try my very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mothers' day is just around the corner. rmb to get your mom something and tell her that you love her!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-4763670743517453323?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/4763670743517453323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=4763670743517453323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/4763670743517453323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/4763670743517453323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/05/recently-our-shooting-team-just-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-7688565775294236950</id><published>2007-04-23T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T14:56:35.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>later got training again. so zzz. this week only got one training then sunday is monthly shoot again. i can predict that i cannot shoot well this time round cuz recently my shots didnt reach the peak of the sine curve, ie. dy/dx=O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is harmoc syf. they got silver lehh. so good! but sad this tt my competition is in term 3. when everyone finishes their com and syf and is starting to prepare for 'A' level, i'm still having my intensive training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday something amusing happened. my dad bought dinner from mac. then my mum so greedy, quickly went to grab a fries to eat, then she realised that she accidentally ate a STRAW! LOL! she still came telling me tt she's wondering how come the fries is so long then noticed that it's actually a straw. lol! my mum is so funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-7688565775294236950?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/7688565775294236950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=7688565775294236950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/7688565775294236950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/7688565775294236950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/04/later-got-training-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-4337121399611039751</id><published>2007-04-10T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T08:50:59.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just started on my e-learning stuff. this e-learning is super lousy la! i must feedback this! the pace is damn slow and the toolpig thing keep on hanging! rah! still expect us to complete all the assessment within two days. zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somemore tml still got chemistry spa. need to mug for it. i'm feeling so lazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hungry right now. wondering why my mum haven't come home with my breakfast yet. i feel like sleeping again. *yawn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-4337121399611039751?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/4337121399611039751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=4337121399611039751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/4337121399611039751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/4337121399611039751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-started-on-my-e-learning-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-2417334863182046766</id><published>2007-04-01T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T12:47:59.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes! i finally finish clearing all my unread email (253 of them) ! three cheers to me! HURRAY! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later by default have to go band concert.zzz... i feel like slacking around at home. dun wish to go out at all but no choice, since i'd already pay for the ticket. tml is monday again?!? ohh noo~ y weekends always seemed to be so short for me. sob.)): can i have self-proclaimed hols tml? `please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-2417334863182046766?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/2417334863182046766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=2417334863182046766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/2417334863182046766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/2417334863182046766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/04/yes-i-finally-finish-clearing-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-3272893631781389473</id><published>2007-03-30T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:35:58.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jealousy&lt;/span&gt; makes one ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so disgusted yet helpless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-3272893631781389473?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/3272893631781389473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=3272893631781389473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/3272893631781389473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/3272893631781389473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/03/jealousy-makes-one-ugly.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-8031595501328750191</id><published>2007-03-30T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:35:26.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today we'd I&amp;E day. two things good about it are that there're no lessons and there'e free file! haha. anw, here are some photos taken today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten-dalism. saw the BIG aeroplane at the centre of the majong paper? it's drawn by me and ruin by yhan! hoho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Rg0rfcu-jbI/AAAAAAAAACY/rsh6nR022KE/s1600-h/ten-dalism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047738576641363378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Rg0rfcu-jbI/AAAAAAAAACY/rsh6nR022KE/s320/ten-dalism.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ten-o-six class photos at pe department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Rg0rNsu-jaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zhY-lkWPs6g/s1600-h/i&amp;e"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047738271698685346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Rg0rNsu-jaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zhY-lkWPs6g/s320/i%26e%2707_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Rg0rCMu-jZI/AAAAAAAAACI/vHQhkOZApts/s1600-h/i&amp;e"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047738074130189714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Rg0rCMu-jZI/AAAAAAAAACI/vHQhkOZApts/s320/i%26e%2707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fun part bout the game carried out at the pe department is when we played self-editing baseball. the home team ran with the ball to prevent the opponents from taken it while the opposing team steal our bases.. lols. so much fun!&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;got caught yesterday for playing bridge in class. felt that i've let down my parents and gary dad. owells, i guessed everything should turn out fine after today. i promise i will never play bridge in class again. must learn from mistakes. really hope i can do it. i must resist from the temptation cuz i'm seriously addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-8031595501328750191?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/8031595501328750191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=8031595501328750191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/8031595501328750191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/8031595501328750191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-wed-i-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/Rg0rfcu-jbI/AAAAAAAAACY/rsh6nR022KE/s72-c/ten-dalism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31850596.post-2609979877820872173</id><published>2007-03-25T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T10:47:37.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's so amazing that just a message itself can make one feel blessed..((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RgXiZh7WfzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9JDjKMKU8bw/s1600-h/happiness.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045687885770424114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RgXiZh7WfzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9JDjKMKU8bw/s320/happiness.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-2609979877820872173?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/2609979877820872173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=2609979877820872173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/2609979877820872173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/2609979877820872173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-so-amazing-that-just-message-itself.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RgXiZh7WfzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9JDjKMKU8bw/s72-c/happiness.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31850596.post-5925490429646360350</id><published>2007-03-25T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T07:48:29.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday in the morning i couldn't wake up on time to go for ABcamp stuff in school. 8 o'clock starts and lincoln called me at 810am. lol! i'm so panicky! when i reached school, it's about 845am and i saw mr cheng sitting with my group. i'm like OMG, i'm dead, i'm dead. thank god he didnt scold me when i told him i overslept. wah &lt;em&gt;heng &lt;/em&gt;ah! so scary. i also got to know what community and activity i'm selected for- welfare com and outdoor activities. dunno should be happy or upset. i wish to be GI, budden got in for welfare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to chiong to CDAC after that because ABcamp meeting always end late. so i ended up eating 3 buns for breakfast-cum-lunch. so poor thing. but i'm very elated when jason is so efficient and enthu in doing his work. i'd never do assessment paper so fast before! lol! happy happy. i know very well that jason is a very very smart boy, just that he loses focus easily and is very mischievous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's also my dad's birthday, so we went out to bottle tree garden (or something that named like that) for dinner. that's a rather good place to dine in except that it is sort of "rural". we're facing the sea when we're eating. cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho~ daddy, HAPPY BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's a very upsetting thing that happened to me last night. i guessed i'm going to lose my the other dad, lose a friend, pretty soon. i dunno what happened between us as well. i guess being friends is a suffer to both of us. how come ah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-5925490429646360350?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/5925490429646360350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=5925490429646360350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/5925490429646360350'/><link rel='self' 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same week and were near to my competition. very stressful. but well, it's OVER! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in the afternoon, we got back our chinese 'A' level result. i got a 'A'!! it's so unbelievable! not because my chinese ain't good, i got As all along in secondary school, but ever since i entered into JC, my chinese result has been a disappointment, i never got A before and my highest grade is only a low B. WAHAHHAHHA.. thanks man! the A appear at the most crucial paper. YAY YAY!! i ended up crying. cuz i'm too happy. really damn damn happy. tt's call tears of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got another slightly happy thing. i got third in a recent NTU shooting competition. actually i'm rather sad initially cuz i didn't shoot well this time as compared to my training, so i pulled down my team score. if i'd shot better, we wouldn't lose to NTU, who shoot just 3 points more than us. but think in a positive way.. i got a 3rd in my first competition! should celebrate. lol. MUST work harder man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must really thank my class, i received so much encouragement from them. really touched when i keep on received messages from them, cheering me on and asking me for the results. i must also thank all my other friends who are so concerned about me. thanks man! i know i'm not alone. there're friends out there who care for me! so blessed..((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-7800480342431897456?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/7800480342431897456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=7800480342431897456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/7800480342431897456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/7800480342431897456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/03/hoho-yesterday-is-super-happy-day-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-5930167592010411625</id><published>2007-02-27T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T22:32:22.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tml got NTU shooting competition! damn worried and scared man. yesterday i shot a 89. it's like dunno how long since i last shot a 80 plus and i did it again la! wth! super disappointed. i dunno wad am i doing. super worried that i'll pull down the overall score tml. AJ rifle girls MUST winnnnnnnn! cannot lose. cuz i wanna pon school on thurs since there's prize presentation, so i MUST win! wahahha. wad a nicee reason for aiming to win. stressed ah! rah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-5930167592010411625?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/5930167592010411625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=5930167592010411625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/5930167592010411625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/5930167592010411625'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PIKA! so cute right? i mean me.. wahahaha! jkjk. i'm referring to the pikachu. it's so cute! dunno y this pikachu will end up out the range in yihun safra. can't resist its cuteness so i and cheryl went to take photo with it. hoho~((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-4575140988479162421?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/4575140988479162421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=4575140988479162421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/4575140988479162421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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havent reach my expectation yet. so i must continue to work harder. this coming wednesday got NTU competition. hopefully i can at least maintain my standard. owells, so happy! both physics and chemistry common test are postponed to friday! yay! can concentrate on my shooting first. hurray! haha. anw, i love CNY. can get ang bao, can eat, can slack, can gamble and there're so many shows to watch. so good...((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-8620585880416478735?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/8620585880416478735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=8620585880416478735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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longer lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-3360689970798171413?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/3360689970798171413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=3360689970798171413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/3360689970798171413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/3360689970798171413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/02/tml-is-cny-advance-greeting.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-7106768812417290419</id><published>2007-02-10T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T02:37:58.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recently got pissed off very easily. what's wrong with me? sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling stressed. so many tests are queueing up, so much homework are stacking up, waiting for me to do them, yet competitions are so soon. i just felt so tired everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest shots were total piece of shit. wasted my 2 hours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Ub6fJixpSI/RcTWFa3D08I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_fjRvHoZDd8/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31850596.post-8924580823356233503</id><published>2007-02-04T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T01:33:35.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah! so long didnt blog again. shall do some blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my whole family is going to stay over at my uncle's house. came to his house in the afternoon for house-warming. also because of this, i cannot attend CDAC. so sad la! actually it's the first day when the CDAC starts and all the kids were coming over. i really wish i could be there to carry out all those ice-breaking games that i'd been planning in the past few weeks. but well, since i'm unable to make it, i informed yvonne bout all the activities and i believed that everything will go on smoothly. most importantly, i hoped that all the kids will enjoy themselves, the games and activities. wm told me that jason didnt go today. dunno the reason why. hai. dunno wad happened to him leh. i quite worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, yesterday was X-country and i ran. cant believe i can run 3.2km non-stop. cool. i'm so proud of myself to actually complete everything. yay! lindy rawks! haha. i hope agnes was there to run with me so that we can pace one another. but she's sick. must take care dearest. after the run, we'd so much FUN la! our class was damn HIGH and craZY! we kept on cheering and shouting and even initiated in many puma cheer. lols. all sot sot one. but this also proves one thing--10/06 is super bonded. we love one another just like a biG family. i love them all as well! i love ten-o-six! we were like trying to lose our voices by shouting and screaming and cheering. we even competed to see who can go the highest frequency with the BOLEI cheer. so shiok! so FUN! our class was like living in our own world, just cheer as and when we like. heck care bout the others. haha. at the end of the day, we had this dance. 1o-oh-banjang bilibanjang HEY! damn cool, damn high, damn shuang. wahahhaha! i got so HIGH! yay yay!=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-8924580823356233503?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/8924580823356233503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday i went for training again. average 9.2-worse than monday's result. zzz. shall train harder tml! coach zhang wanted us to join the monthly shoot, which is this sunday. really very scared cuz MJ and CJ are shooting as well. what if my result is on the bottom of the list? i'm really afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, yesterday when i'm in the school rifle range, i got hit on my nose by the metal bar of the rifle. it's super painful la! went to the toilet to check and wash up and then went to the cafe to get some ice to rub my nose. it's still painful right now! ouch!)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;`n ss!w !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116973536132607789?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31850596.post-116956350510986333</id><published>2007-01-23T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:46:37.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found myself addicted to air rifle.&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;i finally understand the reason why jaryl and jerome can train for 6 days per week. they could be doing so as they wanna train hard in order to win, or perhaps they're addicted as well. addicted to seeing and hugging their beloved everyday. just like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my passion for you has gone deeper and deeper. i'm feeling so tired everyday yet because of you, because i love you, i don't mind being tired, so long i can be by you--&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;my beloved rifle&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116938500974569676</id><published>2007-01-21T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T21:10:09.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it really impossible to lead a perfect life?)):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116938500974569676?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116938500974569676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116938500974569676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116938500974569676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116938500974569676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/01/is-it-really-impossible-to-lead.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116937224930286814</id><published>2007-01-21T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T17:45:40.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday night don't seem to be right for me. rather sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to CDAC in the afternoon as usual. after that, i went to work at mandarin cuz alvin dun wanna work yest night so asked me to replace him. it's raining very heavily when i reached somerset and since thomas and teng siang were in cab on the way there, so i waited for them and took their cab in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite tired initially. kept on yawning during the briefing. but when i started working, i seem to be alive again. there're some incidents which made me happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-there's this table of guests who were very friendly. kept on talking to me den the aunties and uncles asked me to be their god-daughter somemore. made me so shy!&lt;br /&gt;-i went to the bar to get a glass of warm water den i wanna know whether is the water in the kettle hot not so i just touched it. omg! it's so painful! uncle joe is so caring lo. got ice and tissue for me. so touched!&lt;br /&gt;-there're these 2 couples that were dancing during the wedding dinner. the thing is that they're in their 70's or 80's already, yet they're so so loving. so sweet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, deep down in my heart, i felt sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to my god-brother online right now. just know that HE GOT A GF already!! finally!! haha. so happy for him. he finally found his happiness after so so so so long and is not left on the shelf anymore. yay! dun hafta nag at him again. tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116937224930286814?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116937224930286814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116937224930286814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116937224930286814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116937224930286814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/01/yesterday-night-dont-seem-to-be-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116922670114975600</id><published>2007-01-20T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T01:11:41.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just returned home from training. today, after training, we went to LJS to have dinner together with MJ shooters. hahas. well, it's a rather enjoyable session. lol. they keep on cracking jokes around. haha. funny people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home straight away start my periodicity e-tutorial. hafta hand in by 11:59:59 la! so hafta chiong! tsk. last min work again. heehee. but guess wad? i managed to finish on time. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml got voluntary work again. after that i'm going to work. so my sat is spent like tt. on sunday, i hafta do my hw. i MUST attempt. must really try. cuz dunno y suddenly there's so much hw popping out from nowhere! irritating! owells, what to do. JC is my choice and since i have chose this path, i hafta continue walking until i reached the next junction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life's beautiful.       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;((:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116922670114975600?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116922670114975600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116922670114975600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116922670114975600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116922670114975600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-returned-home-from-training.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116895881090573451</id><published>2007-01-16T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:48:48.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/1600/613262/nyevephoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/320/649834/nyevephoto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/1600/597099/me.sandra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/320/422543/me.sandra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/1600/872248/me.sandra2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/320/545765/me.sandra2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are more photos. photos taken on the new year eve. nonono, should be on new year! the first photo is the first photo i took in 2007! haha. took it when it's about 12! lol. so it's considered as NEW YEAR. the other 2 photos were taken with sandra at &lt;em&gt;the one&lt;/em&gt;. the whole group of us went there to k songs till morning that day. so happy!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116895881090573451?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116895881090573451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116895881090573451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116895881090573451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116895881090573451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/01/here-are-more-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116895667686604758</id><published>2007-01-16T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:11:16.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/1600/715297/P1010589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/320/249933/P1010589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/1600/370629/P1010592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/320/592694/P1010592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/1600/947411/P1010591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/320/818947/P1010591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/1600/982877/P1010594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/320/593942/P1010594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some photos taken last wed during CCA carnival. the first photo is air rifle/pistol family first group photo, but taiming is not with us cuz he left earlier. the next 2 photos only consist of the girls. owells, tt's kinda obvious. nvm. the last photo is cheryl (captain) and me (vice-captain).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116895667686604758?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116895667686604758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116895667686604758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116895667686604758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116895667686604758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/01/here-are-some-photos-taken-last-wed.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116895494860207914</id><published>2007-01-16T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:50:39.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been quite long since i last updated and allena is like saying me about it. haha. see! i updated already!! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. quite bz recently with training and school stuff so don't really have the chance to even switch on my com. everyday reach home, do some hw (or maybe not doing any for some days) den i'll DOZE OFF! perhaps everything is starting that's y i will be so bz. maybe after some time when everything settles down and falls into place den i'll be more free for my own things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to yishun safra for SDT. well, i think i really must train hard. i seriously &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wanna get into &lt;em&gt;nationals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. currently i'm only able to shoot an average of 9.0 points. quite disappointed actually. i heard that in order to get into &lt;em&gt;nationals&lt;/em&gt;, individual must shoot at least a 9.4. owells, i need to continue to work hard! JIAYOU JIAYOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday i went to &lt;em&gt;kinokuniya&lt;/em&gt; with sandra to spend my 40 bucks voucher. bought this virgo astrology book, several pens, 2 notebooks (one for my bro and one for my sis so that neither will say that i'm biased) and a black file. after that went to &lt;em&gt;northpoint LJS&lt;/em&gt; to do some hw. went home in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat i went for SHG stuff again. we're, as usual, planning and organising all the events through the entire year. this coming week i'll be going down again for the same thing- meeting. hopefully by the time when the kids return to CDAC this year, everything's well-organised, beneficial for them and, most importantly, they can enjoy the schedule and events we've planned for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. forget to blog bout what happened today. today, we played bridge AGAIN! lols. the toolpig rq kept on saying that we are addicted and it's very sinful yet he, himself, is one of the players. rofl. anw, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i really love 10/06 alot! and i mean ALOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116895494860207914?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116895494860207914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116895494860207914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116895494860207914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116895494860207914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-has-been-quite-long-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116828293356182220</id><published>2007-01-09T02:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T03:02:13.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last friday before going for training at yishun safra, we're told that this year the coach is aiming for aj girls' team to receive champion. quite stressing actually. but well, no matter wad, we just hafta work hard. i'm so happy la! i finally "upgrade" my hubby from a manual-pressurised rifle to an auto-pressurised rifle. lols. and i chose the rifle with my birthday in the serial no. heehee.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellwell. sat i went for my voluntary work as usual. we held a meeting briefing and discussing bout the events for the entire year. this coming sat, there will be a bonding session between all the volunteers. hopefully it will be a very fun one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sun, mun came over to my house and we ATTEMPT  to do hw. lol. nth much accomplished cuz i kept on talking to her. ate durian and ordered kfc for dinner. i love durians and deep fried chickens!! tsk. budden i'm so full after eating so much stuff. in the end, there're leftover and in order not to waste food, my family were playing games, as usual, to get people to finish the remaining food. damn funny! my mum and i were cheating initially to get my brother to eat up all the nuggets. then there were still bananas, so we continued playing. this time, i cheated with my brother. den my mum and sis keep on losing and losing until my mum suspected that someone was cheating den she changed the game. but most importantly, my whole family was enjoying ourselves! it's like almost 12 and all our neighbours should be asleep by then, yet my family was still laughing so loudly like nobody's business like tt. happening at such a late hour!&lt;br /&gt;but well, who cares, family bonding is impt wad. lols.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i only wish to be HAPPY like now, forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116828293356182220?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116828293356182220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116828293356182220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116828293356182220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116828293356182220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/01/last-friday-before-going-for-training_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116828292418055993</id><published>2007-01-09T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T03:02:04.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last friday before going for training at yishun safra, we're told that this year the coach is aiming for aj girls' team to receive champion. quite stressing actually. but well, no matter wad, we just hafta work hard. i'm so happy la! i finally "upgrade" my hubby from a manual-pressurised rifle to an auto-pressurised rifle. lols. and i chose the rifle with my birthday in the serial no. heehee.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellwell. sat i went for my voluntary work as usual. we held a meeting briefing and discussing bout the events for the entire year. this coming sat, there will be a bonding session between all the volunteers. hopefully it will be a very fun one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sun, mun came over to my house and we ATTEMPT  to do hw. lol. nth much accomplished cuz i kept on talking to her. ate durian and ordered kfc for dinner. i love durians and deep fried chickens!! tsk. budden i'm so full after eating so much stuff. in the end, there're leftover and in order not to waste food, my family were playing games, as usual, to get people to finish the remaining food. damn funny! my mum and i were cheating initially to get my brother to eat up all the nuggets. then there were still bananas, so we continued playing. this time, i cheated with my brother. den my mum and sis keep on losing and losing until my mum suspected that someone was cheating den she changed the game. but most importantly, my whole family was enjoying ourselves! it's like almost 12 and all our neighbours should be asleep by then, yet my family was still laughing so loudly like nobody's business like tt. happening at such a late hour!&lt;br /&gt;but well, who cares, family bonding is impt wad. lols.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i only wish to be HAPPY like now, forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116828292418055993?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116828292418055993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116828292418055993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116828292418055993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116828292418055993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/01/last-friday-before-going-for-training.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116771270009713716</id><published>2007-01-02T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:38:20.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i'm so sorry to only blog now but my programme was kinda full since new year eve so i did not have the time to blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on eve, i went out with sandra, andy, vincent, pohlin, qifu, qianna and qing wei to &lt;em&gt;the one&lt;/em&gt; to sing songs. we got so high la! that day was the second time i drink. actually mixer tastes rather good. hee. went the clock strike 12, i called several friends to wish them "happy new year". hohoho. hope everyone did enjoy celebrating. anw, my new year resolution is to get good results for my 'A' level and get into NUS. that's my dream university! i really really really hope that it will come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after singing, pohlin, andy, qifu, qianna and i went to shaw house's mac to eat then we went home after that. quickly got to sleep cuz in the afternoon i got class gathering at glenn's condo. had so much fun bridging AGAIN! well. i think i shall spend my hols playing right up till the last minute, no, should be the last second. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this hols is filled with happiness and sorrows. i hope that all sorrows will go away by tml, by skool reopens, when a new chapter of my life begins again. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116771270009713716?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116771270009713716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116771270009713716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116771270009713716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116771270009713716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-everyone-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116712204513669573</id><published>2006-12-26T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T16:34:05.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday morning when i woke up, the first msg i saw was yz's msg, telling me that his grandpa passed away already. so i went to his grandpa's funeral at night with kenneth, sandra and zara. his eyes were swollen. i knew that he cried before and he's really sad. hai. i felt rather helpless then. i hope i can do something so i tried to cheer him up. really wish that he can be stronger. well, i believe he will. hope he knows when he should sleep, when he should eat, don't fall sick at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon, i quarrelled with kenneth. he scolded vulgarity at me somemore. hai. quite bad ah. after that, because of some small matters, my parents scolded me and they ended up quarrelling. dunno y everything turns out to be so bad suddenly so i cried. i knew i shouldn't disturb yz at that moment budden there're noone else that was in better position than him for me to talk to already so i called him and talked to him. we only chatted for a while cuz he still got alot of things to do and i shouldn't hold him back. i continued crying until i dozed off. by the time i woke up, it's already evening and it's too late to meet up mun to do hw. lucky she understands my situation. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116712204513669573?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116712204513669573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116712204513669573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116712204513669573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116712204513669573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesterday-morning-when-i-woke-up-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116702379962022786</id><published>2006-12-25T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T13:29:24.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just woke up. yest night yz's grandpa not feeling well again so he hafta go home and ask me to replace him for the movie ticket he had booked. i noe he's really upset. i could hear it from his tone when i called him. i understand how he's feeling cuz i experienced the same thing 5 years ago. i'm so worried for him that i cried before i went out of my house. hai. i dislike the feeling of parting. i hate it! y sometimes God must take away our beloved? y must him let people meet when in the end he need to made them part? anw, i'm just wondering, one day when i die, who will cry for me? do i worth the tears of anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after movie we went to kbox to sing. i think there's nth much for me to blog bout it though it lasted for 6 hours. i just felt quite bad now. arghhhh.. maybe i'm very pissed at the moment so i just said how i felt. i knew that sandra and zara aint happy as well but what can we do? now i've cooled down and came to think bout it. just now what i'd said may be mean. i guessed shawn and weijie overheard what sandra and i were talking bout tt's y he's like buay song me. actually supposed to be a joyous season, i noe it would be if yz was there, but it seemed to end up like last year. SIGH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt sad not because of the situation that occurred in kbox but you're not there when i'm down, when i need you most. i noe i'll feel much much better if you could listen to me pouring out all my unhappiness. but what can i do? you're simply too far away when i need you. and what can you do if i've told you everything? i think it's nth. brothers are still more impt. anw, i really really appreciate what vincent and qifu had done. perhaps they're those friends who really care for me. with them around, i felt so protected and safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells. merry christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116702379962022786?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116702379962022786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116702379962022786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116702379962022786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116702379962022786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-i-just-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116671763280022382</id><published>2006-12-21T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T00:13:52.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today my ONLY achievement is to go to safra for air rifle training. guess what? i didnt do any hw! better dun tell mun this. she sure scold me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, today only i and yb went for training.  after training when we gonna keep the air rifle suit and shoes all that into the locker, i opened the wrong locker! lols. so funny la! somemore there's this group of mjc people coming in. den they're laughing at me as well. so ma lu! hahaha. i cant stop laughing then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget to blog bout this yest. joseph, my primary school friend, saw mun and i at mac. then he couldn't recognise me. the reason why he couldn't recognise me is bacause i'm much slimmer now! hahhahaa. so happy! he said I'M SLIMMER! SLIMMER! wahahhaa.. whoohoo~ but the toolpig mun kept on saying that he didnt see me for 5 years already, tt's why. rah! wet blanket. but nvm. i'm still very happy! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml night i'm working again. the day after tml i'm working from 7 am till night time. and on christmas eve, which is sun night, i'm going out. so i think i can hardly blog. dearest fans, i'll blog after tt alright? bear with it. hahas. too excited! tt's y.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116671763280022382?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116671763280022382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116671763280022382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116671763280022382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116671763280022382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-my-only-achievement-is-to-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116662930041646607</id><published>2006-12-20T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T23:41:40.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went out to do some hw with mun. i think i'm really hopeless. super slack. but wellwell. so long i think of rq, glenn, kr, etc. i felt so much more relieve because they're even more hopeless than me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toolpig mun. made me endure and endure when i wanted to go toilet urgently today. the funny thing is that she also wanna go toilet la! budden because she's so excited over buying facial wash stuff and wanted me to help her to choose those good ones, then she took the risk of having 2 bladders bursting. lol. in the end, we ran to the toilet! toolpig girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah sian. now i'm having a flu. all thanks to the rain today AGAIN! hope by tml i'll be fine. gtg sleep. nitey. i MUST sleep real early for the next few days so that by sun all my pimples will be GONE! christmas eve lehh. i don't wanna have pimples! )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116662930041646607?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116662930041646607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116662930041646607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116662930041646607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116662930041646607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-went-out-to-do-some-hw-with-mun.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116646761103312661</id><published>2006-12-19T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T02:46:51.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Christmas((:</title><content type='html'>i love this song. so i'm going to dedicate it to all my friends, wishing all of you a very happy and joyous MERRY CHRISTMAS! hohoho~((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;But the very next day you gave it away.&lt;br /&gt;This year&lt;br /&gt;To save me from tears&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it to someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;But the very next day you gave it away&lt;br /&gt;This year&lt;br /&gt;To save me from tears&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it to someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once bitten and twice shy,&lt;br /&gt;I keep my distance,&lt;br /&gt;But you still catch my eye.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me baby,&lt;br /&gt;Do you recognize me?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been a year&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't surprise me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Happy Christmas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrapped it up and sent it.&lt;br /&gt;With a note saying "I love you" --&lt;br /&gt;I meant it&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what a fool I've been.&lt;br /&gt;But if you kissed me now,&lt;br /&gt;I know you'd fool me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;But the very next day you gave it away&lt;br /&gt;This year&lt;br /&gt;To save me from tears&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it to someone special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crowded room&lt;br /&gt;Friends with tired eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm hiding from you&lt;br /&gt;And your soul of ice&lt;br /&gt;My god I thought you were&lt;br /&gt;Someone to rely on&lt;br /&gt;Me?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was a shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A face on a lover with a fire in his heart&lt;br /&gt;A man under cover but you tore me apart&lt;br /&gt;Now I've found a real love you'll never fool me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;But the very next day you gave it away.&lt;br /&gt;This year&lt;br /&gt;To save me from tears&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it to someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;But the very next day you gave it away.&lt;br /&gt;This year&lt;br /&gt;To save me from tears&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it to someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A face on a lover with a fire in his heart&lt;br /&gt;A man under cover buy you tore him apart&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year I'll give it to someone&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it to someone special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116646761103312661?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116646761103312661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116646761103312661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116646761103312661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116646761103312661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-christmas.html' title='Last Christmas((:'/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116646482580006769</id><published>2006-12-19T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T02:36:58.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>owells. i think i better do some blogging. cannot be like my few friends who have a blog but rarely see any new entry. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sat, i went to &lt;em&gt;escape&lt;/em&gt; with mun, yee, hk, thao, pilly, jac, yy and wl to celebrate yee's and wl's birthday as well as hk's belated birthday. wah! so many small girls and boy among my ex-class. haha. it has been very very long since i last saw yee. got so much things to tell her bout. in the morning, i met yee earlier to go to &lt;em&gt;sengkang&lt;/em&gt; to get &lt;em&gt;Goong&lt;/em&gt; vcd from huilin. haha. i haven't finish watching yet. lols.we had been chatting all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to &lt;em&gt;escape&lt;/em&gt; as planned. jac joined us at a later time cuz she cannot make it in time. but i really miss her then cuz she only comes back to singapore during her hols in australia. we got to try almost all the rides! it's so fun! it's always fun to hang out with them. mun, yee and i went to play &lt;em&gt;bumper boat&lt;/em&gt; and we're so wet! lols. especially yee. i and mun gang up to push her boat to one corner and we keep on shooting water onto her! wahhaha! birthday pressie, yea? OMG! i love to play&lt;em&gt; go kart&lt;/em&gt; most! i love to speed. heehee. think next time i cannot drive. if not sure everytime got summon. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the evening, jac joined us in &lt;em&gt;escape&lt;/em&gt;. she don't dare to take any rides la! i pulled her to join the queue for &lt;em&gt;rainbow &lt;/em&gt;and grabbed her arm throughout so as to ensure that she won't have the chance of running away. lols. she tried to whine, wanting me to let her off. but how can jac make it for whining? tsk. well. she ended up beside me for the ride and was screaming non-stop lo. so funny la! in the afternoon, when we were on this ride, i'm busy finding the location of the airport control station with wl. he told me we can see the control station when we reached the top, so we're bz looking out for it. it's so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night, we went to &lt;em&gt;new york new york&lt;/em&gt; to eat. recently don't know what's happening to me. my stomach always feel so empty. keep on eating and eating and i still don't feel anything inside. like tt very easily grows fatter leh. but i dun think i care. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun was my son's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday son! you're FINALLY seventeen. must stay happy and lamee, yea? lols. love ya and take caree. your pressie is still with me. collect from me soon alright? if not i'll just keep it for myself and use it.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas coming!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116646482580006769?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116646482580006769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116646482580006769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116646482580006769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116646482580006769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/12/owells_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116601586684530175</id><published>2006-12-13T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T21:27:31.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;there's always 2 sides to life. it depends on which side do you want to see it&lt;/span&gt;" quoted this from what allena posted in the class blog. this is true. so i must always see life in a positive manner and be a happy little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest and today have been staying at my aunt's house. cut my hair today. it's so short and spiky la! yz sure laugh at me this friday de. i can predict. wellwell. what's done cannot be undone so just let it grows lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest went out with kenneth to causeway cuz he wanna buy present for christmas den i just accompanied him since i'm free. after that we went to catch a movie-&lt;em&gt;cinderella&lt;/em&gt;&lt;cinderella&gt;&lt;cinderella&gt;. watched halfway den realised it's a horror movie. lols. but the show is scary and quite nicee. if recently you wanna catch a movie and pondering over what show to watch, you can consider &lt;em&gt;cinderella&lt;/em&gt; &lt;cinderella&gt;&lt;cinderella&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still at my aunt's house now. thinking of whether to go home later or tml morning. sian ah. tml i got air rifle training again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116601586684530175?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116601586684530175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116601586684530175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116601586684530175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116601586684530175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/12/theres-always-2-sides-to-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116577420863072515</id><published>2006-12-11T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T02:10:08.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>helloos everyone. I'M BACK FROM HONG KONG! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached singapore at 1225 and after all the delays and waiting, i finally reached home at this time and quickly do some blogging. tml when i free then i shall blog more. anw, i'm very tired now. going to sleep le la! oh ya! still need to bath. okayyokayy. going to bath now den sleep. better bath if not the toolpig yz going to say that i'm dirty again. everytime lie later his nose grows longer ah. lols. budden i bath this morning in hong kong already lehh. can i don't bath now? hee..((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116577420863072515?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116577420863072515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116577420863072515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116577420863072515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116577420863072515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-from-hong-kong.html' title='back from Hong Kong'/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116540081964071605</id><published>2006-12-06T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T18:26:59.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm leaving singapore for hong kong pretty soon. but i'm not excited at all leh. how come ah? i'm going oversea leh!!!!!!!! y i don't haf that mood? hmm.. gary daddy said that time before i went for obs, i also don't feel excited at all, but in the end also enjoyed the days so much, so now should be the same. hope it's like tt bah. hope when i'm on the plane, i'll feel the excitment already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, went to work at mandarin again. then the function was SAJC grad night. partnered with yz. he's super duper funny de la. the whole night i'd been laughing non-stop. haha. i kept on don't allow him to pick up cuz his fingers are injured what. then i also don't wish that his fingers will bleed again, hope that they will recover soon, so just asked him to be a good boy and serve drinks. then there's once when this guy, from the table i supposed to serve, took photo with me. when i told yz bout it, he's like saying, "where's the knife? i wanna stab him!" lols. but no knives already since we'd already served the fishes, then he said, "nvm, still got hot tea. hot tea will do." rofl. got chance wanna partner with him again leh. funny guy. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night talked to kenneth on phone. talked until super late den my dad scolded me. sad. my dad dote on me alot so whenever he's angry with me, my heart will sink, i'll feel very sad. hope everything will be okayy between my dad and i soon. i love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellwell. i going to sleep now already. if not later cannot wake up in time to go airport. take caree everyone and to my fans (lols. brb. heehee.), i'll be back on sunday night so most prob monday will blog again. yea? tc tc. i will miss all of you! 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1199/3471/1600/42188/friendster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just transferred some photos from my camera into the com. the first 4 photos were taken during our class SL at sentosa and at vivo. the last 4 photos were taken during our class chalet at costa sand and escape. the two girls on bed with me are my dears. hmm.. on bed, sounds a little wrong. tsk.. as you can see our main activity at chalet is BRIDGE. lols. even mr lim was also playing bridge with us. hahas. see the last photo? tt's my son, lincoln. haha. he looks so ugly in photo lo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116521145768744144?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116521145768744144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116521145768744144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116521145768744144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116521145768744144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-transferred-some-photos-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116515727961241370</id><published>2006-12-03T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:42:12.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>owells. let me blog bout what happened in this entire week. basically i'm just working, working, working, working and working. haha. sounds a little no life right? budden if i don't go work, i will just stay at home and rot. i know i won't do my hw anyway. ain't it more unproductive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually working is more FUN with pohlin, shawn, kenneth, yuan zheng, vincent, david and andy. they are a bunch of super duper funny people. david everytime bully me. den i will take revenge on shawn. rmb on thursday night when we took the same train home together, i laughed throughout the whole ride la! damn entertained by them. lols. on friday, i worked at the same place as most of them as well. and again, i'm super entertained, especially by yz. he's acting skill ah. damn zai. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love these jokes:&lt;br /&gt;-so be it!&lt;br /&gt;-the passing of my POSB card to each other using invisible force.&lt;br /&gt;-pouring coffee and tea into the wrong kettles.&lt;br /&gt;-huh? cannot exchange? i go talk to henry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat i went to NUH to visit my uncle. his stomach got some problem and his blood pressure is also quite low. actually he and his wife are supposed to go hk with us de. den now the doctor discourage him from flying so their flight were cancelled. hai. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i stayed at home the whole day to pack my luggage. sian leh. i dislike to pack stuff. very lazy ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, tml night i'm working again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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personality.Instead of channeling your energy into work, you instead go for fun and adventure.Witty and verbal, you can have an interesting conversation with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your larger than life imagination&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You tend to be pretty scattered&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Lime&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Lightening bolt&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116452214715993873?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116452214715993873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth. i've been laughing at people who are sick recently, saying that they are weak. yet now i'm sick. lols. retribution ah. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up in the middle of the night with my stomach aching and my head being very heavy and giddy. initially, i thought it's nothing much so i just applied some oilment on my tummy. who knows later i got diarrhoea and vomited. while i'm walking to get some plums, patches of black spots started to cover my vision. i'm damn scared la! the last time i experienced this was some time ago already and i still can remember the fear i felt within. now, the same thing happened again. i quickly walked to my parents' room before i cannot see anything and woke my dad up. i felt so weak. in the end, not only my dad woke up, my mum and sis woke up as well. mummy got me some pills for diarrhoea and syrup (omg! i hate syrup! they just taste like shit! somemore you will definitely taste it before you swallow it! eee.. yucks! i rather eat shit also dun wanna drink such yucky thing!) anw, i'm feeling better now. in the morning my diarrhoea was so terrible that i went to the toilet for dunno how many times. even when i fart, the shit will come out. (this sounds unglam! so i shall not talk more bout it. lalala. heehee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah! the best thing bout having diarrhoea is that I GOT THE WHOLE 1.5L OF H-TWO-O to drink! wahhaha! mummy said that's isotonic drink and since i lost so much water during the diarrhoea process, i should drink more of it. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian ah. actually supposed to attend a graduation ceremony de. my volunteery work but all thanks to this toolpig diarrhoea, i couldn't attend. somemore the toolpig jason (who's my mentee)  laughed at me finally sick. the next time i see him, sure whack his butt! lols. forever so naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon, my whole family went out to travel agency there again to get our air tickets. wells, i dun wanna  stay at home alone so i tagged along as well. did nth much outside la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i'm feeling much better now. thanks for those who care for me. love ya..((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116447675486738443?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116447675486738443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116447675486738443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116447675486738443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116447675486738443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-sick-wth.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116437493901766683</id><published>2006-11-24T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T21:37:23.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday went to meritus mandarin to work again cuz wen cai called me and asked me to help to replace him so i just help lo. while working, i remembered so much so much stuff that once happened there before. really miss those days and those friends. i felt so back home! i'm so happy when some of the people there remembered me. especially the bar uncles, who always treat me as their god-daughter, and eddie, the manager. really really very touched. it's like i have not been working there for 9 months already, yet they can still remember me. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite tired and my feet hurted at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells. today i'm off from going out. have been going out rather often recently and i'll be going out the whole of next week to work. so today i've been watching vcd. watched two shows and that's my biggest achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian. i dun really have the motivation to do hw so i think i will only start doing after i return from hong kong. must always think that there's always a tomorrow. die ah. everytime i hafta do hw i will have this thinking. in the end, nth will be done. i felt like a pro! i can predict the further! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116437493901766683?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116437493901766683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116437493901766683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116437493901766683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116437493901766683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesterday-went-to-meritus-mandarin-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116420470673176792</id><published>2006-11-22T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T22:25:10.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from chalet. we had quite alot of fun, i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to yew tee with my&lt;em&gt; son&lt;/em&gt;, my &lt;em&gt;dad&lt;/em&gt;, and kenneth to help wm to carry all the chalet stuff. really alot of things. but since everyone carried something and shared the load, we were able to transport all the stuff to chalet. reached there in the evening and we started to bbq. i felt so proud of myself cuz i'm like one of the chef there. n i'm even happier when my friends said that the food tastes nicee. tsk.. budden i bbq damn longg till my eyes hurt and i'm forbided from bbq-ing further. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i'm jealous and sad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, we didnt sleep. some people were upstairs talking crap and some were downstairs bridging and playing ps. as for me, i kinda had nth to do. so decided to walked outside. wm insisted on following me so i just let him follow lo. i think he knew that i'm not in the good mood and wanted to be alone so he only followed me behind. went back to chalet again and i'm so bored. i felt so left out. thanks to glenn. i guessed he knew that i need to leave the chalet a while and get some fresh air so he offered to accompany me to walk around that area. i really feel better after telling him all the unhappiness i felt within. sometimes i just need a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to play daytona in arcade. damn fun man. we made full use of the limited 6 driving machines. we played twice and i think that the second time when we played, it's more thrilling. cuz our aim was to bang the others. wahhahha. i enjoyed playing daytona and scolding vulgarity at the same time. but actually my vulgarity not that vulgar la! i insisted that i'm a good girl. lols.&lt;br /&gt;went to escape after that. really had great fun with glenn, yhui, yhan, kr. omg! i'm so excited when i entered la! cuz can get some thrilling rides. i think that the rides in singapore are not very thrilling. i'm not very scared, perhaps it's because my dad has started training me from young to be able to take thrill rides. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night, the others all went for night cycling except for me, allena, charles, rq, ben and benson. allena's leg is injured so i just accompanied her to stay in chalet lo. we dozed off for 2 hours plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she and i woke up, it's already 1 plus. remembered it's her birthday so immediately gave her my wishing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allena&gt;&gt; dear girl, the first thing you did on your birthday is spent on the bed with me! heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time to waste, both of us went downstairs and we started with our bridge session again. haha. so much fun! i love bridge! i can get damn high when i'm bridging. i got very excited easily especially when the others trusted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout 4 plus or 5, when i went upstairs, the beds were occupied by the guys so were the blankets. i'm afraid that yvonne they all would be cold so i lent them my jacket. since everyone was asleep, i went to sit at one corner of the room and dozed off. in the end, i'm freezing till i buay ta han already, i went downstairs to continue sleeping. hai. if i knew that allena, my &lt;em&gt;dad &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; son &lt;/em&gt;ain't sleeping, i suree won't sleep in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast at mac. drank hot tea to warm myself. we had cakes for allena and kr to celebrate their birthday. returned to chalet to pack our bags and off we left sand costa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to allena's house after tt. we watched a show, celebrated allena's birthday again and followed by online games. last but not least, the most important thing is that i had dinner there. i ate alot la! had chocolate cake, dinner and fruits! yummy yummy! anw, allena's brother damn act cute one la. haha. he's very funny ah. like another lincoln. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml my brother is going to receive his PSLE results. hope he can do well and at into a good school though it's rather difficult due to his laziness. i shall pray hard for him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116420470673176792?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116420470673176792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116420470673176792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116420470673176792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116420470673176792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-came-back-from-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116394371858274164</id><published>2006-11-19T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:41:58.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went out to northpoint to teach agnes maths. hmm.. but the thing is that i don't seem to be of any help lehh. i kinda forget alot of things already. think my brain is rusty. zzz. felt quite bad when i couldn't solve some of the sums. rah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, agnes, mun and me went to the night market nearby to walk walk and eat. i love night market!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep on laughing at mun's jokes today. damn funny la! dunno since when she became so crappy. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml going to class chalet. will only return home on wednesday. wah! my schedule is like so packed! but bo pian. people who are popular kinda faced this problem de. eee. bhb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all! take caree to all my friends out there. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116394371858274164?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116394371858274164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116394371858274164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116394371858274164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116394371858274164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-went-out-to-northpoint-to-teach.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116390351360601957</id><published>2006-11-19T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T10:31:54.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/blog1.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/320/blog1.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/blog1.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/blog2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/320/blog2.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/blog3.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/blog3.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/320/blog3.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/blog4.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/320/blog4.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/blog5.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/320/blog5.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/blog6.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/320/blog6.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some photos taken when my little cousin came over to my house and on the day of my parents' wedding anniversary when we went out together for lunch at vienna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116390351360601957?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116390351360601957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116390351360601957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116390351360601957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116390351360601957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/here-are-some-photos-taken-when-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116390081433822483</id><published>2006-11-19T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T09:46:54.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday had great fun! went to fort caning park for some family day event. tell you what. there were lots of good food there! so yummy! the first thing i did when i reached there was to eat. haha. cannot resist the temptation. lols. after eating, i went to play games and win prizes. won so many things la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later my cousin, siblings and i went over to our mat to rest and watch movie. the best thing is that we could eat and watch movie at the same time. wah! shiok man! lols. i also went to play this jumpy thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells. i'm super tired when i reached home but still have to bath. zzz. snatched with my sis for the toilet so that i could be the first to bath. lol. cannot blame me for doing that. i must be the first to bath if not later i will not have the incentive to bath already. sleep soon after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a happy day!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116390081433822483?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116390081433822483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116390081433822483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116390081433822483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116390081433822483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesterday-had-great-fun-went-to-fort.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116382841225518349</id><published>2006-11-18T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T13:40:12.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life is like a sine graph,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no matter how far you fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it will reach a time that you hit the minimum point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's when the gradient will become positive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and you'll see the silver linning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quoted this from agnes' blog.&lt;br /&gt;i guessed it's really true. in life, there are always ups and downs. so.. we shall be strong when we're down and there's always a turning point when everything will just turn out to be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116382841225518349?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116382841225518349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116382841225518349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116382841225518349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116382841225518349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-is-like-sine-graph-no-matter-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116376321406166427</id><published>2006-11-17T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:19:37.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from OBS and just bath. so shiok! the wind is blowing right now from outside the window and i suddenly start to miss those times again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried today when going to leave ubin. i knew i will miss them, especially those people in hillary as well as those in junko. we had so much so much fun together and yet 5 days seemed to be so short and we had to part so soon. i'm not mentally prepared for it, i supposed. i know it's still possible to meet up someday, but the opportunity is so few! they are from PJ and MJ leh, living at the other end of singapore. it's really difficult to get together again. sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day when i reached ubin for obs, i'm quite sian with my group members. perhaps it was because we were strangers so it's wasn't really possible to develop good feelings at first. we did &lt;em&gt;trust fall&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; basic&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;belaying&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;i think these activity really required lots of trust and support from each other. when i'm belaying redzuan, my feets ain't touching the ground at all when he's falling! it's jin kai who support me at the back. if not i would have flew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day, i'm quite pissed when the guys did not wanna help to carry all the stuff, as everyone's bag for land ex is super heavy, so i volunteered to carry everything instead. thanks to redz and steven who helped me in the end. we did &lt;em&gt;rock climbing&lt;/em&gt; as well as learning &lt;em&gt;basic kayaking skills. &lt;/em&gt;i hafta say that these activities made me dare to challenge and work beyond my limits, especially rock climbing. we also kayak to this dunno whatever granite island to camp overnight with junko. wah! natural massaging! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third day, we set off from the island, kayak round ubin and across it through the swamp to another campsite. this journey was really cool. i loved it. but the tough part was to carry the kayak across land. the first time i fell! then there are scratches here and there. but so many people cared for me. i'm super duper touched. so tt's not important anymore. the second time the toolpig mud made me so &lt;em&gt;lao gui&lt;/em&gt;. but whatever it is la. dun care anymore. later when we kayak, it rains! omg! tt's even more cool. not only it washed our mud away, but also made the expedition more thrilling. heehee! the most scary part is that there was a swordfish in my kayak! omg! when i knew it, i almost jumped out of the kayak la! steven was there saying "lindy, cool down cool down". think he damn scared we capsized cuz i keep on leaning to my left. lol. but i'm afraid that the fish would poke my butt wad. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah! you noe wad? we learnt how to pee in the wild leh. pee into the sea. haha. i felt so exposed! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the forth day, we went for land expedition. the bag was damn heavy la! there were a few times when i almost fell backward. but it's determination which allowed us to complete the entire route. all thanks to it. i got lots of blisters on my feet now. zzz. but tt's not really very important. the most important thing is that i managed to lead the others correctly in a game while everyone was blind-folded. i can't believe i can do it based on my memory and some reminder from alex. somemore i bet that if i dun get the right tree, i let everyone slap me twice. lol. lucky correct. when i reached our campsite, i felt so at home. after cooking, i ran to toilet to shit. 4 days package leh. haha. funny ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last day, which is today, we went for jetty jump. nice experience. then we did all the clearing up stuff. it was very tiring. the worst thing was THERE WAS NO WATER SUPPLY! so we ended up having powder bath. after everything had been done, there was this sharing session. wad toolpig session la! all thanks to it. it made me start crying and it went non-stop. actually i'm seriously very sad. can't bear to part with the others. i hope someone could understand exactly how i'm feeling. sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ubin life, i love you guys. all of you will be missed, must miss me as well, alright?((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junko rawks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hillary rawks even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"good try"&lt;/em&gt;- internal joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116376321406166427?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116376321406166427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116376321406166427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116376321406166427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116376321406166427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-came-back-from-obs-and-just-bath.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116335268375967586</id><published>2006-11-13T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:31:23.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finish packing my bag for obs later. i'm going to obs for 5 days! will be back only on friday. so those fans of lindy, dun miss me too much alright? wahhahhaa.. joking joking. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i have got alot of things to blog about. should start on what happened on friday. our class went to sentosa to get every SL thing settled so as to make sure sat's SL will go on smoothly. that day actually we did not do much on SL also. end up playing instead. wet weather programme-bridge cum hearts. lols. hmm.. n i'm rather moved by what others had done for me. i guessed some people are brought up to be caring and nicee and even born with high EQ. i hope i can be like them but i'm not. but at least i can feel it and i'm really touched deep inside. owells, i felt so fortunate, so loved that day. if every day can remain at those moments, how sweet it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat is the actual SL thing already. but guessed what? a heavy rain ruin everything. luckily the kids still can play all the different games at different stations. just that these stations were shifted to the same place-the interchange. quite sad for those kids cuz they didnt even get to touch the sand. hope they were happy den i believe everyone's effort will not go to waste. haha. even though it's raining heavily, there was this guy who is quite shuai sitting beside me in the tram. based on what he did throughout the whole journey, i can conclude that he's rather gentlemanly. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to travel agency to book airline tickets and my family and i had confirmed in going to hong kong already. hoho. so happy. looks like my hols is quite occupied. i dun wanna do hw! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells, that's all folk. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116335268375967586?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116335268375967586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116335268375967586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116335268375967586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116335268375967586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-finish-packing-my-bag-for-obs.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116308900439030060</id><published>2006-11-09T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:16:44.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the day of OP. really very nervous. Q&amp;A is killer man. lols. but owells. everything is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think bout it, i'm rather upset. last time every mon last period n every friday first period, there will be someone disturbing me, someone caring for me, someone making me laugh, someone making me do work. rmb there's once because of my promos i'm very stressed, very upset. first lesson is pw and i didnt talk at all. i feared that tears will just flow out. i think kenneth knew that i'm sad bah. he didnt disturb me at all. glenn, raktim and gary cared so much, especially glenn. they kept asking me what happened? this made me even more touched that i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun think there will ever be such chance for us to be so close again. to joke and play cards under dim, romatic lights. to disturb and whack and &lt;em&gt;shoot&lt;/em&gt; each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.. end end..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116308900439030060?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116308900439030060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116308900439030060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116308900439030060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116308900439030060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-is-day-of-op.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116308739221671297</id><published>2006-11-09T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:49:52.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday morning went to skool to practice on our oral presentation and further improve on it to try to make our OP to become EE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon, i went to united square to meet my family, my aunt and my cousins to eat buffet. it's my parents' wedding anniversary! we took some photos after meal. shall upload the photos some days later when i'm free.&lt;br /&gt;my aunt forced me to drink this glass of red wine la! she said it can help in blood circulation and so i should drink it. so i ended up pinching my nose and finish the whole glass. omg! it tastes so bitter, so yucky la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back home and i slept. woke up, practice my OP in front of my dad and den went to bed again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116308739221671297?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116308739221671297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116308739221671297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116308739221671297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116308739221671297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesterday-morning-went-to-skool-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116308407142916654</id><published>2006-11-09T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:05:16.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>owells. i shall blog on what happened on tue. that day really felt very stressed, very terrible so my behaviour was kinda a little more weird than usual. i'm feeling rather bad now cuz that day i did released my anger on some of my friends. i know that you guys care. i really do. but i don't feel well inside that's why i don't seem to care. hope you guys can understand and forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. i know you all are kind enough to overlook my mean-ness and forgive me. right right? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day we went to glenn's house to do pw again. but this time, with more people. everyone's there to play bridge and even hearts. hahas. funny la. gambling den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the late afternoon, when the others left glenn's place, left i and kenneth there. soon, gary came. supposed to start doing pw already yet i and kenneth were sleeping. kenneth slept on the floor between glenn's and cody's bed while i slept between cody's and nicol's bed. then the toolpig kenneth wanna occupied more space so he pushed cody's bed towards me. i'm like wth la! so i pushed back and stuff. after we stopped this kiddy behavoiur, when i started to doze off, the toolpig glenn threw his pillow at me! rah! this is not the end. when i going to doze off again, he threw his boster. this continues for his blanket and soft toys. wth la! angry! lols. the funniest part is when cody shouted "glenn! your gf cuz the telephone line to come out! very du lan lehh!" i so shocked la! omg! all thanks to the toolpig kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wad? in the end we only spent 30 mins on doing our project and the rest of the time, we played! play alternatively hearts and bridge. can train to switch mode quickly. hahas. gary is poor at it. so must train him more. the funny part is that kenneth is born to lose in hearts. he's a loser la! keep on losing. dunno y he so &lt;em&gt;sway&lt;/em&gt; also. to him, play hearts=shoot the&lt;em&gt; sai.&lt;/em&gt; thanks to him la! the entire night is filled with laughters. the idiotic glenn made me so angry for so many times that i bite him 2 times on his arm. heehee. who ask him to keep on trying to push the queen spade to me. orhbee. we ended up going home at 930pm. wad an early time! lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-31850596.post-116300216161614465</id><published>2006-11-08T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:09:21.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yest's my mood not really very good because i'm like kinda stressed so my behaviour tends to be a little more weird than usual. really feel quite bad now since i did release my temper on some of my friends. i know you guys care. i really do. just that i don't feel well inside and even felt like crying, i felt terrible, tt's y. i hope you guys can understand and forgive me. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. i know you guys will since you all are so kind and will overlook this matter. or maybe because i'm too adorable to be upset with. tsk.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of it still feeling quite bad to be so unfriendly yest. really sorry leh my dearest friends! please tell me that i'm forgiven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. yest we went to glenn's house again but this time with more people. everyone is there to play bridge! lols. gambling den ah. hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116300216161614465?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116300216161614465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116300216161614465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116300216161614465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116300216161614465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/yests-my-mood-not-really-very-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116285461498901072</id><published>2006-11-07T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T07:10:15.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah. yest super tired. reached home watched the 10 o'clock show last episode then sleep already. just handed in the SL proposal thingy and now then blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to glenn's house to do pw yest afternoon. wah! i love his house la! it's like a maze! i wish that my house can be like his. then i can run around the house everyday. omg! it will be so fun! can play catching. wahhahaha! at first when we just reached his house i almost bang into a mirror cuz i thought i can walked in there. then the toolpig glenn, gary and kenneth laughed at me. somemore later i saw 2 friges. then i thought this time for sure is mirror already. i tried to feel for the mirror then realised there's nth. who knows someone's house will have 2 friges ah! damn cool leh his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were doing pw, there's this joke. i said i will try to take the photo of a speed cam that is somewhere around my house. then they said later while i'm taking the speed cam, the speed cam take me. lols. so funny la! den later glenn said that later tml when i read the newspaper, headline written "crazy girl tries to take speed cam. fined $5000". what the.. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glenn's brothers look so cute la! especially cody. haha. but so sad. now they got bad impression of me already. all thanks to glenn. idiot! rah! anw. i'm quite touched that someone would ever know what i like to drink. i'm quite surprised, but more to touched. hmm.. within this one year i don't think i ever said before i like to drink green tea, did i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116285461498901072?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116285461498901072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116285461498901072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116285461498901072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116285461498901072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116272257627790339</id><published>2006-11-05T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T18:29:36.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for stars, they have their own time. just like as people's world has it's own time as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like how most of the planets have their own revolving cycles, humans, too, have their time of death. in 2,500 years, starting from now when 2,500 years pass by, all the things we are struggling now, we will struggle it again later. and we will meet the same people we met before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116272257627790339?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116272257627790339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116272257627790339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116272257627790339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116272257627790339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/for-stars-they-have-their-own-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116256668635148214</id><published>2006-11-03T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T23:11:26.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/classouting-deathnote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/320/classouting-deathnote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/classouting-sentosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/320/classouting-sentosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/classouting-sentosa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/320/classouting-sentosa2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/classouting-sentosa3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/320/classouting-sentosa3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the photos taken during our class outing to watch deathnote as well as an outing to sentosa.((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116256668635148214?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31850596.post-116256309029656172</id><published>2006-11-03T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T22:11:30.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today took my A lvl chinese exam. left a 4 marks mcq question blank la! wth! heart ache. rah! somemore the last 18 marks do not have enough time to complete.  but well. what's done cannot be undone. i guessed i have learnt to take things less seriously now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after chinese paper, i, agnes, allena, yvonne, jocelyn , yuanwen, yhui, wm, glenn and yhan went to centre point to eat pizza (not pizza hut!). lols. the service is like shit! but even though almost everyone thinks that the food tastes bad as well, i think it's rather nicee. perhaps i'm just too hungry. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to cheryl. if not i will not be able to go out with the rest for lunch since there's a cca leaders meeting and i hafta attend as well. luckily cheryl went on my behalf and so i can be free from it. when she told me that it's okayy, she will just go and i can don't go, i''m SO SO HAPPY! LOVE HER SO MUCH MAN! it is only when she's around that i can escape from all these kinda meetings. thanks girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after meal, agnes went off for hockey training; yvonne, jocelyn and yuanwen went for oversea CIP meeting; yhui and  glenn went home. left i, allena, wm and yhan who went walking along orchard road. i love to walk aimlessly sometimes. just walking around and talking and laughing. it really feels good! yhan left shortly for a wedding dinner at night and the remaining 3 of us were still walking and crapping until 5 den we decided to leave for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this pale yellow and white strips shirt at heeren. fall in love with it. but i guessed i shouldn't waste more money, even though it's only 8 bucks (8 bucks only lehh), in buying new clothes since my wardrobe is already flooded and my mum is nagging me over it. sadd.. i really like it! really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116256309029656172?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116256309029656172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116256309029656172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116256309029656172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116256309029656172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-took-my-lvl-chinese-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116239079515343659</id><published>2006-11-01T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:19:55.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate to be in the rain. but i chose to walk in the rain today. actually i'm rather upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dislike it when:&lt;br /&gt;1) people find plenty of excuses just to reject me.&lt;br /&gt; you wanna reject me just simply say so. finding some kuku excuses for me is kinda wasting my time listening to you. simply say a "no" and i'll understand everything.&lt;br /&gt;2) someone gives me hope and destroy it within a few seconds later. the feeling sucks!&lt;br /&gt;3) people pity me. i don't like the feeling of being inferior (but i do appreciate you sparing a thought for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A level chinese and OP is just around the corner and i'm not prepared for it at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells. i think i'm addicted to bridge. i wanna play i wanna play! shall go skool earlier just to play tt. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116239079515343659?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116239079515343659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116239079515343659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116239079515343659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116239079515343659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-hate-to-be-in-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116200090765426306</id><published>2006-10-28T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T10:47:04.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yest damn tired so didnt blog. fall straight to sleep after i reached home. hahas. i'm totally exhausted after whole day of fun at sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually we are supposed to go sentosa for SL thingy one but end up playing more than anything else. first time saw so many people vs so many people playing vball. hahas. and the toolpig jar. said tt he's a newby but he played to well la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many of our class people got dunked today. haha. and tt includes me. they bullied me! i grabbed so tightly on to so many electronic things yet they can snatched everything away from me. i know that they are many people carrying me, but i can onli see yhui, yvonne and jocelyn. and there's this idiot that said i'm heavy. wth. better dun let me find out who are you or you are dead! rah! hahas. keep on shouting "there're still other 3 girls you all have not dunked, dun dunk me!" but they heck me. so i shouted "i got SD card in my pocket!" but in the end they still threw me in. the most funny thing is that i stumbled over my words.  the word "SD" keep on got stucked. haha. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud of 10/06 swimming club. we swam together from one side of the coast to the other and then climbed up the rock to take a photo. but the rocks are so slippery and so sharp. it cuts my leg and it bleeds. luckily only a small cut only.then we swam back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's going to rain soon so we quickily took a class photo with the aid of mx's frien. he's very funny la. rmb him saying "gan ni na no flash one". lols. think he keep on take the photo until he's irriated cuz no flash. after tt, we packed our stuff and hurried to bath. the toolpig queue was so damn long and those people before us were taking their own sweet time to bath. wth. super angry. it's so cool to share bathing stuff together. and some guys in our class waited for us. think they're so kind cuz i think we took like hour plus inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt we left sentosa and went to vivo to have dinner. walked around with agnes and we cannot decide on wad food to eat cuz all the food are so ex! saw allena buying indian food and jokingly scolded her cuz the day before yest i and her just ate tt only. in the end, i  bought the same food as her. den she said me back. haha. then later we went into cande empire. omg! tt place is paradise! i love it! so much candy, chocolate, cookies. wah! heaven! i hope i own the shop! went to giant and i bought ginger ale. rmb the first time i drank tt was in mandarin. it tastes nicee. and fyi, it's not a beer though it looks likes. i dislike the taste of alcohol so it cant be beer, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to interchange with allena and agnes. it's really dark but the beautiful sparking cable cars made everything in the dark seem so nice. waited quite long for the toolpig 855.  dunno y the vball rolled off into the drain and became dirty. wiped it and carried it onto the bus. dozed off in the bus. real exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home tt time i'm like yay-i'm-finally-home! of course i dozed off not long after tt. tt's y now den blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most painful thing is that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm burnt&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i love 10/06!&lt;/span&gt; i mean it! there're so much so much fun whenever i'm with them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116200090765426306?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116200090765426306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116200090765426306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116200090765426306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116200090765426306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/yest-damn-tired-so-didnt-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116188032097653750</id><published>2006-10-27T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:32:01.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just woke up from my nap. guess everyone has slept by the time i wake up.  recently i have been sleeping alot and sleeping at the wrong time. tt's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went for NE excursion. went to hindu temple, muslim temple, URA and buddhist temple. wah! got to know alot about other religions stuff. rather interesting actually. realised that agnes know quite alot of things i dunno. i'm impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after skool went to watch the movie deathnote with allena, yhui, wm, gary, yhan and kenneth. wah. the show is damn nice la. i'm going to watch deathnote2! dun care! heehee. oh ya! i'm going to watch the grudge 2 as well. so scary! i love it! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml going to sentosa. hope it will be a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no matter how i try preventing, there're always somethings that i have regretted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116188032097653750?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116188032097653750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116188032097653750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116188032097653750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116188032097653750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-just-woke-up-from-my-nap.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116180281219701318</id><published>2006-10-26T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T03:00:12.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am i really petty? i'm not! toolpig kenneth and lincoln. stop saying tt i am la! i think anyone in my stand will do the same thing (owells. actually i'm just finding some kuku excuse for myself. whatever la!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this afternoon went for lunch at northpoint with allena, glenn, yhui and wm. everyone was like talking crap.&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly, the indian food is so NICE! everytime passed by the stall i will not buy from them cuz the queue is always very longg. but today shared it with allena. hmm. rather tasty. heehee. next time buy from them again. must make suree agnes not there if not she will stop me from buying unhealthy food again. lols. tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml got NE stuff. dunno wth is that. nvm la. no lesson is the best! after skool we are having a class outing to j8 for lunch and movie deathnote. heard tt it's a very nice show. must watch! but sad la. agnes will not be going cuz i heard from her tt she got hockey training tml. dunno will allena be going not. i dun wanna be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bedtime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116180281219701318?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116180281219701318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116180281219701318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116180281219701318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116180281219701318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/am-i-really-petty-im-not-toolpig.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116171008110398487</id><published>2006-10-25T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T01:18:32.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are our friendship bond really that weak that we cannot afford to undergo any minor setback? it's really sad. really disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's always some hypocrite in this world. i really feel very uncomfortable with these kinda people around. they can make almost everyone likes them la. i dunno how they did it. i hafta admit defeated. even i hafta act as if i like them as well so tt i will not be an outcast, so that i don't oppose the others who like them. i'm suffocating. i wanna cry. i wanna beg these people to stripe off their masks and just go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really admire agnes. she can be so direct. she can just heck care everything and speak out. i can't. or perhaps i'm afraid. i'm just a loser. shit! sigh`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116171008110398487?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116171008110398487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116171008110398487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116171008110398487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116171008110398487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/are-our-friendship-bond-really-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116170861515427945</id><published>2006-10-25T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:50:15.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes. a small thing alone can make me smile((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning went to gym with agnes. tried a few new machines. quite cool la! there's this machine tt was damn lousy. cannot be lifted at all. i concluded tt it's spoilt. hahas. my greatest achievement in today's gym session is to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;perservere&lt;/span&gt; till time's up. it's really tough to endure i hafta say. but determination and friend's encouagement are very important as well. push agnes to perservere and she push me towards completing my sit ups. tsk. my tummy is very painful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt when we went to eat lunch with mx, they restrict me to eat all kinds of food. wah! it's like a torture for me! end up eating duck noodles. i supposed it's healthy? after the meal, we lagged around for quite some time cuz it's raining and talked about all kinda stuff. quite random actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the late afternoon went down to bishan to teach ethan, jonathan and gabriel physics. i'm really bad in teaching la! i cannot even stand it myself. sigh` wad a bad and lousy friend. actually i quite worried for them. their o lvl is like next week? or around there yet they are like who-give-a-damn-about-o-lvl like tt. they dun seem to realised tt it's O-LEVEL! tot is wad small test ah? HELLOS HELLOS, IT'S O LEVER LEH!! O-LEVEL!! and the toolpig jonathan. still keep on laughing at my english. i know my english ain't good la! i got C5 leh. but can't help it wad. it's just lousy! rah! must make him feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells. i hafta do my superposition now. haven do yet. lalallalalallaala..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116170861515427945?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116170861515427945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116170861515427945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116170861515427945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116170861515427945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116144900639920471</id><published>2006-10-22T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T00:43:26.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah siao. until now still haven do i&amp;r. but nvm la. i guessed alot ppl also haven do yet where my alot are onli lincoln and yvonne. heehee. bo bian. how to do when i slept from yest evening to this morning and went shopping the shole day today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest actually onli suppose to take a nap. in the end slept until this morning den woke up. i estimated tt i lost conscious for bout 16 hours or moree. i'm like omg la! sleep so long. i seriously cannot believe it. no wonder i dreamt of so much so much thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went out to toa payoh for breakfast for fortunate restarant. queue damn long la. actually should have expected it. today is public holidays wad. den after that went shopping. shop, eat, rest, shop, eat, rest, shop, eat, rest.. den reached home only at 11 plus. super tiring. and my legs.. very painful. but nvm. i bought new clothes again. my wardrobe super cramped now. only in no out. no wonder my mum keep on scolding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. some of my friends confirm retaining already. actually i cannot do anything but to persuade them to stay back. sound rather mean and bad right? your friends yet you are encouaging them to retain and not to promote. but tt's in their best interest i hafta say. owells. one of my friend even thought of quitting skool. i have already tried my very best to persuade him to stay in AJ. i hope he will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and friday is seriously a bad day for me. i think i can finally understand how my aunt and my mum felt during an incident when i'm 12. i think i can finally understand how it felt when...&lt;br /&gt;hais. it hurts my heart once again. thinking of the scenerio, thinking of my dunno-how-to-react reaction, thinking of those words that are spoken, it pierces through my heart. it's painful i hafta say. `sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i felt that i'm losing more and more each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but there's not much i can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but to sit there and watch helplessly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it fading away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116144900639920471?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116144900639920471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116144900639920471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116144900639920471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116144900639920471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/wah-siao.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116127806234507790</id><published>2006-10-20T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:14:22.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. just finish my Goong episode 12. dunno where yvonne watched until already. it has been 3 days since i last watch the show la! has been busy with project work stuff. think it's the same for yvonne as well bah. today handed in wr already so has one less thing to trouble bout and i'm slightly more free to watch princess hours. YAY! (jump jump jump jump..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today after skool super funny la. dunno y i n allena so high. glenn was at the bus stop opposite of me, allena, yhui and kr. den we suggested to take turn to wave "byebye" to glenn so that he will have to keep on waving while each of us only need to wave 1/4 the time of glenn. haha. so funny la. glenn kept on waving and waving and waving and we kept on laughing and laughing and laughing. lols. super funny la! after yhui and allena board their bus, i and kr still there kept on taking turn to wave. haha. omg! everyone's so toolpig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wad? in the end when glenn left already and i cooled down from laughing, i realised that i left my water bottle in skool la. lols. even more funny. now my bottle is in my locker. agnes helped me put it in. dunno how my bottle living in that small room. should be lonely without my accompany bah. hahas. i miss you too. nvm. tml we shall meet in skool again. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells. there's this part of the day that i felt seriously offended. i told lincoln and allena bout it and they were shocked as well. omg! i dunno y. but i have already started to avoid this person subconsciously. i simply to dun like..(there's something that i realised i'm scared of. but i dunno since when i've this phobia.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i finally understand why sometimes people use vulgarity already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that's because there is no other english words that can be used to vent their anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rather unhappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116127806234507790?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116127806234507790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116127806234507790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116127806234507790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116127806234507790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116119082556744342</id><published>2006-10-19T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T01:00:26.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now still doing written report. last bit of it. we must try our best to get EE. left me, gary and kenneth doing. the rest went to sleep  already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now went to celebrate pilly's birthday. hk, th, yee, mun, yy, sean, zhengyang, xingyue and of cuz pilly went as well. owells, had quite a great time. especially when it has been a long time since we last met each other. but i'd got nth to talk to mun bout. dun even bother to even look at her. i cant believe she's tt unreasonable. early in the morning almost late for skool just because of msging her. or rather quarrelling with her through sms. not really in the mood bout saying this thing. anw, thanks to those who care to listen to my problem like lincoln, glenn and pilly. unlike some ppl who keep on shielding mun. zzzZZz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lallalalalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk bout wad happened in skool is more interesting. our class had great fun today la! cuz almost like no lesson like tt. left to do wr and everyone's like keep on playing computer games. hahas. i'm one of them too! lols. anw. in the morning during maths lecture i fell from my chair la. den allena screamed and everyone turns back! omg! so lau gui la! embarrassed. lols. agnes didnt come to skool today. she fainted la! so serious. when i talk to her online just now. lucky la. she's feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally finish written report already. yay!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116119082556744342?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116119082556744342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116119082556744342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116119082556744342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116119082556744342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/now-still-doing-written-report.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116113482248700845</id><published>2006-10-18T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T09:27:02.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah lao. on mon actually i typed a long entry one la. who knows when i polish the post den the entry den proof! vanish! dunno is the internet got problem or wad. so angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, on monday we got back 3 of our papers. physics, maths and gp. maths is really a diappointment. such a let down. i got "D" lehh. well. actually i also can kinda expect it already. i did the paper, i know how well i fair myself. but i just hope that there might still be a chance that i can score well. "D" is too far from my aim. owells. let's not talk bout this anymore. and guess what? i failed my gp. really veri upset. many pple pass gp leh. yet i fail. think i just hafta admit tt my english is lousy. it's always the case. hmm. lucky my physics is not tt bad afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt day also very stressed. quite angry with gary i hafta say. he totally heck care bout the oral presentation and i hafta do all since it's planned long ago tt i am to lead in OP. i do not have leadership quality and it's really stressful for me to be there to lead in OP. it's really tough. furthermore, gary is like dun give a damn bout it la! sigh~ feel like just giving up and heck care bout it too. although i dun wish to but i hafta admit tt guys haf higher AQ den girls. called glenn and well, the problem is kinda solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for yesterday, we got back the rest of the results. i passed all, except gp. for a "B" for chemistry, just pass for econs and "B" for chinese. siau lao shi gave me 10 marks lesser for oral and listening. she recorded the marks wrongly so in the end i got "B" instead of "C". when i knew it i nthe audi, i'm so happy tt i kept jumping there. haha. so funny. some teachers and students are looking at me but who cares, i'm just very happy. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so............. i'm able to be promoted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really felt sad for raktim. i dun wish tt he will go back to india. and sad for wm and jar. classmates for so long alreadyy. i really dun wish tt anyone will leave our class. isn't it mentioned before that 10/06 will forever be together. will promote together and stuff. damn sad when i can do nothing for them. so i ran to toilet to cry. i'm really veri upset. really very sad. )):&lt;br /&gt;till now still unsure whether they can be promoted anot. i really hope that they can be promoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during oral presentation in the afternoon. i'm super duper nervous. somemore my group was the first to present. wah. siao liao. think the two coaches also noe tt i'm scared. can see bah. when asking questions during the Q&amp;A part, they told me that don't worry, it will be a simple one. lols. lucky i managed to survive through the presentation as well as the Q&amp;amp;A. Q&amp;amp;A really veri scary i hafta say. gary said that coach shaun and coach brandon are veri cocky. but i think that they are very friendly and nicee. they are very attractive as well. even allena said so. hahas. lookinf forward to the next meeting with coach shaun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116113482248700845?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116113482248700845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116113482248700845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116113482248700845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116113482248700845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/wah-lao.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116093107146387883</id><published>2006-10-16T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T00:51:11.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went out to do pw in the afternoon at amk library with gary and glenn. not bad. i did quite alot of work so feel veri happy. they two made me the leader la! den i hafta lead. this stressed me lo. how would i ever noe how to lead? so scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt, i went to northpoint with mun for dinner together. reali long didnt get to see her and catch up with her already. after eating, we went shopping in northpoint as well. had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home alreadyy hafta do my pw again. and then.. i watched Goong AGAIN! finished episode 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest our skool got open house. my toolpig air rifle friends sabotaged me to wear the air rifle suit and walk around to publicise. the suit trapped heat like crazy la! so hot and stuffy. and so stiff tt i cannot walk up and down step. big bullies! the toolpig ah biao ate my kfc potato somemore while i'm in the mass dance. but forgave him since he's hungry and he admitted eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. the mass dance. it so fun! haha. i'm damn high la! i dunno y. lol. i'm eating the bandito pockett while dancing at the same time. hee. cuz i'm eating halfway den my friends wanna go dance so i went dacing with my food lo. wahahhahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after open house, went down to cdac straight. jason was as playful as ever la! but i realised something. he's smart actually. when he settled down, he can listen to me for quite sometime to teach him several sums. and he understands. when we're on our way home, he asked me for my hp no. and email. yesterday den i know tt actually jason got some family problem. but well, tt's isnt reali impt to me. the impt thing is tt i am able to help him and befriend him.((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116093107146387883?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116093107146387883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116093107146387883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116093107146387883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116093107146387883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-went-out-to-do-pw-in-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116076495099149234</id><published>2006-10-14T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T02:47:15.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goong Princess Hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/goong9.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/320/goong1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/goong3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/320/goong3.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116076495099149234?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116076495099149234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116076495099149234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116076495099149234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116076495099149234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/goong-princess-hours.html' title='Goong Princess Hours'/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116076440575913985</id><published>2006-10-14T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T02:33:25.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. just finish watching Goong episode 10 on you tube. felt so contented. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today left skool early for dental appointment. lucky i got brush my teeth regularly. not too bad. my teeth are in healthy condition. only need to do some cleaning up tt's all. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml is our school open house. owells. nth much la actually. after tt will be going down to cdac for tutoring again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116076440575913985?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116076440575913985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116076440575913985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116076440575913985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116076440575913985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116067876058895284</id><published>2006-10-13T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T02:46:00.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finish half of episode 8. think cannot watch alreadyy. it's getting latee. my parents think tt i'm too addicted to the show so keep on saying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells. i began to grow to like shin. but never will he be able to replace yui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! wad's my blog becoming like. reflection of the show "goong princess hours"? lols. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today late for chem spa. den in the end told to stayed back by mr ng. he asked me, allena and agnes to wait for him den hafta give him explanation of why we are late, what happen if we are late again. den asked us to write everything on a piece of paper la! still hafta file tt into the dunno wad pupil personal file or something like tt de thing. zzz~&lt;br /&gt;next tue getting back all promo papers. super scare lehh. i hope i can be promoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest saw mr lim. today also saw him. everything see him he will say," lindy ah. vomit blood leh".&lt;br /&gt;i noe he's disappointed in me. all i can do is to apologise to him. i really feel very bad whenever i see his disappointed face. sigh~ this time really let him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells. yest we got festival of life. i enjoyed the wire sculpture session la! it's so fun! but the only thing is tt my fingers hurt. somemore after tt i got air rifle training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry may be a little messy. haha. but what to do. i'm rushing to sleep before my dad comes out of his room to scold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml shall continue to watch "Goong".. tsk..((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116067876058895284?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116067876058895284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116067876058895284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116067876058895284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116067876058895284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-finish-half-of-episode-8.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116050171752543607</id><published>2006-10-11T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T01:35:17.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finish watching goong princess hours episode 4 on youtube. OMG! kim jung hoon aka YuI's so SHUAI!! i hope i can dream of him tonight man. haha. i'm too crazy over him le la! but he's simply too SHUAI to resist alreadyy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still feel like watching lehh. i wanna watch finish everything by tonight! i hope in the end, chae gyung and yui can be together. but i think it's quite impossible cuz the toolpig shin is the main character wad. but anw, shin isnt really tt bad looking la. the moree i see him, the moree i think he isnt tt ugly afterall. but I STILL LOVE YUI! lalallaa... tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owells. hafta thank yvonne for teaching me how to watch goong from youtube. so happy. then huilin going to lend me her vcd at around the end of this month. yay! can watch again! this time without all those toolpig hanging parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon went causeway point with my mum and aunt to watch "rob b hood". OMG! the show is damn nicee. and the baby is SOOOOOOOO CUTEEEEEEE!! i love the show man. when the vcd is out i will suree buy it de! den i can watch over and over and over again. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116050171752543607?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116050171752543607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116050171752543607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116050171752543607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116050171752543607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-finish-watching-goong-princess.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31850596.post-116040380915705025</id><published>2006-10-09T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T22:23:29.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1199/3471/1600/goong1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today did almost nth again. stayed at home to watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! PRINCESS HOURS IS SO NICEEEEEE!!! so sad i dun haf dvd player. if not i can borrow the whole series from yee alreadyy. sob sob. i love kimjung hoon! he's so shuai! i love him! he's mine. lols. the toolpig yee keep on claiming tt he's hers. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Yoon Eun Hye. she's so cute! omg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31850596-116040380915705025?l=fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/feeds/116040380915705025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31850596&amp;postID=116040380915705025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116040380915705025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31850596/posts/default/116040380915705025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fish-for-perfection.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-did-almost-nth-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Lindyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02870159993286783879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
