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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SSa6KVoPUQI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ewRa_VIBrls/s1600-h/loveletter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SSa6KVoPUQI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ewRa_VIBrls/s320/loveletter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271105100651122946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't we all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;image from postsecret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, i don't have anyone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm moving to the private blog. you know where to find me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-1854887991749932359?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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i hope so. i didn't dare to check! :( hope you're dead you stupid shit. die, you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i flooded abit of the kitchen. ugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hope all the water evaporated by tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-5681746835252309910?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/5681746835252309910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=5681746835252309910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5681746835252309910'/><link rel='self' 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andrea would make a good tour guide man! and need to meet sharon soon too! must. make. plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bin&amp;amp; haiyuan :D walked around and caught up for abit. dinner @ makansutra! awesome food. we had chicken wings, chicken, beef &amp;amp; mutton satay, lontong, sambal stingray &amp;amp; sambal kangkong! it's alot for 3 but we finished everything! returned bin his pink psp too after soooo long and he sucked at djmax. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yishu! after his field camp. and omg. he was damn skinny :( went home together and yeaa he's damn tired out. and freaking skinny. he got the letter!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday!&lt;br /&gt;brought my boy for goroming and then... lepak at yishu's house! love it. ordered pizza, watched cable and then we hung out in his room. until 10! lol.&lt;br /&gt;his room is the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday!&lt;br /&gt;wheelock's sakae for a very very late lunch.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO I DID ALOT OF WORK/ DATASHEETS ALREADYYYY YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's damn late already :(&lt;br /&gt;and there's school tomorrow. what a bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-173187962024327374?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/173187962024327374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=173187962024327374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/173187962024327374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/173187962024327374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SRmRQB5VkbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/_c0Q3Qluaqg/s320/14tye0x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267400943759364530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edward, emmett, esme, dr. carlisle, rosalie, bella, alice, jasper, james, laurent, jacob, victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*click to enlarge!&lt;br /&gt;OMG, i can't wait to catch the movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;monday&amp;amp; tuesday's over! that means no more datasheets madness until sunday! it's a freaking cycle and there's like an endless amount of datasheets to do! :/&lt;br /&gt;doesn't help that everything's due on monday &amp;amp; tuesday?! ugh. at least some are group datasheets but it's still bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was good!&lt;br /&gt;gems was super fun! like we did some sort of speed dating-like thingy but the purpose was to make friends. sat in 2 rows, talked to each other to a minute and then move to next person. lol. i was like wtheck are you serious?! at first. but it's alright! and like i think i can't remember half of the people's names but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;our teacher's wayyyyy cool!&lt;br /&gt;gems makes monday mornings so much more bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy today! like bin called me after his paper and asked me out on friday so.. it's gnna be meetups with lloyd &amp;amp; sharon and then him! haha. and i met haiyuan today too! hee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peer mentoring tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this really really bad habit of not replying text messages. and i know it drives some people mad and stuff! sorry :/ it's unintentional! like sometimes i didn't see the text until ages later. or when i'm too busy to reply. or something!&lt;br /&gt;sorry :/&lt;br /&gt;BUT i get really UGHHH when someone doesn't reply me and it's like i can't help it. ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. thanks qz, alex &amp;amp; hy for the assurance that night :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-5716501666257528564?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/5716501666257528564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=5716501666257528564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5716501666257528564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5716501666257528564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/11/edward-emmett-esme-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SRmRQB5VkbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/_c0Q3Qluaqg/s72-c/14tye0x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-4159030653379312690</id><published>2008-11-07T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T00:50:29.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/lB71993_eJ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/lB71993_eJ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/messymell/music/5apJkaf0/rosette_crushed/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRUSHED - ROSETTE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crushed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself today was gonna be the day&lt;br /&gt;No more excuses 'cuz I knew exactly what to say&lt;br /&gt;Was gonna make my play but just like yesterday&lt;br /&gt;My mind erased and I let the moment slip away&lt;br /&gt;Another night got me sitting here all on my own&lt;br /&gt;Picking up the phone,&lt;br /&gt;But I cant get past the dial tone&lt;br /&gt;Racking my brain&lt;br /&gt;Going insane&lt;br /&gt;Again and again&lt;br /&gt;I cant keep going this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;CRUSHED,&lt;br /&gt;By the sweetest lips I've never kissed&lt;br /&gt;And your fingertips and the warmest touch I've always missed&lt;br /&gt;CRUSHED,&lt;br /&gt;By the softest hands I've never held&lt;br /&gt;Probably never tell,&lt;br /&gt;You're the strongest love that I've ever felt&lt;br /&gt;CRUSHED,&lt;br /&gt;That I haven't ever let you know&lt;br /&gt;How it always goes&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I lose my nerve whenever you get close&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm left,&lt;br /&gt;Short of breath&lt;br /&gt;With that heavy feeling in my chest&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so crushed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told myself that tomorrow's gonna be the day&lt;br /&gt;And I keep on telling myself that I'm gonna find a way&lt;br /&gt;And I wont be afraid just like yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Wont walk away never gonna let another chance slip away&lt;br /&gt;Cuz' I gotta know which ever way its gonna go&lt;br /&gt;Rest my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;Cuz' there can never be no more&lt;br /&gt;Racking my brain&lt;br /&gt;Going insane&lt;br /&gt;Again and again&lt;br /&gt;I wont keep going this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crushing I'm so into you, don't know what I'm going to do.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find a way to you.(and I wanna stress that I always missed)&lt;br /&gt;(Crushed)&lt;br /&gt;Crushing I'm so into you, don't know what I'm going to do.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find a way to you.(strongest love I ever felt)&lt;br /&gt;(Crushed)&lt;br /&gt;Crushing I'm so into you, don't know what I'm going to do.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find a way to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm left, short-of-breath&lt;br /&gt;With that heavy feeling in my chest&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so&lt;br /&gt;Cruuuushed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;old song. but still awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF tomorrow! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped dance today. too tired :/ and i don't feel up to dancing jive &amp;amp; hopping about. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I SAW MRS B LIM TODAY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy! and totally surprised cos i saw her in school! aaron told me she's migrating to australia or something and they had some farewell during teachers' day? was not expecting to see her again. quite upsetting. which is why i'm like :D:D:D when i saw her! and it's very omgomgomg!&lt;br /&gt;she's such a great teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw donglin &amp;amp; all my dbt friends too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got our last pay! eightyfive bucks!:D yay.&lt;br /&gt;got to see all the tp students too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our experiment for immuno's ouchterlony is a success! :D:D:D double yay.&lt;br /&gt;please excuse my inner geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so so so cranky this week.&lt;br /&gt;i threatened jx i would whack him with my gloves on this week during lab if he pissed me off. omg right. but i think the situation's pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is very random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-4159030653379312690?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/4159030653379312690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=4159030653379312690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4159030653379312690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4159030653379312690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/11/crushed-rosette-crushed-i-told-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-1472731814230893988</id><published>2008-11-03T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:05:56.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SQ8SzlPs88I/AAAAAAAAAVY/jFC0yFIw-Bc/s1600-h/go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SQ8SzlPs88I/AAAAAAAAAVY/jFC0yFIw-Bc/s320/go.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264447166799999938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;b&gt;icanhascheezburger&lt;/b&gt;.com&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was so so so good! :D even though i've to wake up earlier than usual (for sundays) and stuff, the chilling/hanging out at yishu's house was what i needed! after the cranky episode the night before i was so grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the 2 of them made my day! and probably my week too!!!! (because i was all smiles &amp;amp; cheshire cat grin-ish just thinking about yesterday. seriously! hee hee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had such a fab time lepak-ing and bumming around! listening to songs, channel surfing, chatting and talking, bugging the hell out of yishu, painting our nails, laughing at ourselves (ikan bilis with eyes!!! fat face!) and being lazy (especially yishu), going to toilet many times (ahem.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just blogging about all this makes me happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't express how much you two are important to me! :D&lt;br /&gt;and i'm damn damn glad that fate has let us meet and be friends. even though one ended up going into a different section and one left school... to me, you guys are more than just friends :D i can't complain or ever ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE YOU TWO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe we're not gnna meet yishu for 2 weeks. he's going for the field camp and i'm worried (yes, again.) but i've confidence in him! hopefully &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the letter&lt;/span&gt; helps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was pretty okay. gems was nice and the teacher like asked how was my week ._. she's damn cool i swear! lab was fun cos we messed around with the yolk. lol. but the test was messed up because of the vague questions and the wrong things we learnt................. no comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a job! :D&lt;br /&gt;i think the manager thinks i'm underage laaa :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AUSSIE HERE I COME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when there's so many datasheets to complete. then again, i would rather do datasheets than study for more exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. qizhi sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-1472731814230893988?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/1472731814230893988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=1472731814230893988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1472731814230893988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1472731814230893988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-was-so-so-so-good-d-even-though.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SQ8SzlPs88I/AAAAAAAAAVY/jFC0yFIw-Bc/s72-c/go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-5697330183226964013</id><published>2008-10-28T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:38:09.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SQcT9hsYPtI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VyGyzomb4fI/s1600-h/injury+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SQcT9hsYPtI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VyGyzomb4fI/s320/injury+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262196637343170258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SQcT9FSP-rI/AAAAAAAAAVI/mCx8m7JqTAM/s1600-h/injury+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SQcT9FSP-rI/AAAAAAAAAVI/mCx8m7JqTAM/s320/injury+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262196629717383858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;x'mas came early... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one's a haematoma (layman term = internal bleeding outside blood vessels) from venipucture. (layman term= drawing blood from vein) THANKS ANDREA! it hurts like crap but at least it was a success! :D my vein's like 2-3mm. tiny thing. AND my blood came out super slowly into the EDTA tube but i've pretty blood i swear :D like it's dark dark red. woooh. and thick. pretty.&lt;br /&gt;i sounded so sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drew blood from andrea and it was successful too so YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;sorry cos it hurt :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second one's a paper cut. i was stuffing my lab manual into my file and tadah! another present.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts too and it's a longggg gash. more than 1cm =.= the teacher was like aiyo.. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;i can feel my pulse. lol.&lt;br /&gt;haha. and it's in micro lab so pls Staph aureus, stay away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finished lab damn fast! :D yay! all the slogging off in micro during itp paid off afterall! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-5697330183226964013?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/5697330183226964013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=5697330183226964013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5697330183226964013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5697330183226964013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/10/xmas-came-early.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SQcT9hsYPtI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VyGyzomb4fI/s72-c/injury+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-7483011039139712979</id><published>2008-10-27T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:35:29.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SQW_DXm1SLI/AAAAAAAAAVA/fmVb8uXDHUI/s1600-h/Chace_Crawford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SQW_DXm1SLI/AAAAAAAAAVA/fmVb8uXDHUI/s320/Chace_Crawford.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261821804249696434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been catching up with gossip girl! awesome cast (they all look soooo good.)  and the storyline's full of twists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was over to tp with b &amp;amp; a (LOL) on friday because we ended damn early.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought it was temasek mrt station ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lloyd drove us to his school and it was nice. the school's so.. organised and new! had lunch and then we roamed the school! there's some memorable incidents right, bernard :) hee. chilled for abit at tampines mall after that with bernard and lloyd. starbucks! while we edged bernard to do something daring. hahah. he did it! :D:D so proud!! then bernard left for dance while we stayed.. until 6? then he drove me to pasir ris. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met yishu. dinner @ e hub's superdog. no movie timings :( so it was home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out on saturday with nas &amp;amp; yishu :D&lt;br /&gt;caught tropic thunder at lido and it was okay? i fell asleep for the front part cos it was boring. the back's alright but i think it was more of a guy kinda humour. the cinema's pretty full though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around at town. then we went to one fullerton's starbucks! :D the place's really really nice. quiet and peaceful. no crowds. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;nas met her friend! and we talked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw someone.. important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had a lazy sunday. and monday. i keep sleeping on sunday.. and doing. nothing? ugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ate so much today! idk what's the matter with me and my metabolism cos i can't stop eating. i ate noodles for brunch, pasta &amp;amp; tehbing for tea and then rice with fish, chicken, sausages &amp;amp; soup for dinner. and the in betweens are like magic dust and digestives? and i just had jelly and i'm drinking iced milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-7483011039139712979?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/7483011039139712979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=7483011039139712979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7483011039139712979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7483011039139712979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-catching-up-with-gossip-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SQW_DXm1SLI/AAAAAAAAAVA/fmVb8uXDHUI/s72-c/Chace_Crawford.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-2747723274620899812</id><published>2008-10-23T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:30:44.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hannbin says he loves his bestie for everyone she has done for him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;it was nice talking to him on the phone last night! he looked so.. tired &amp;amp; sick of studying the last time i saw him. and when i left he looked so forlorn! yeahhh.. it's sad to see your bestf looking like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, save the hugs for the next time we meet kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think most of them got the notes except for a few. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was such a longggggg day. totally tiring. and the three of us wasted 3 hours doing nothing &amp;amp; just bumming around and doing stupid stuffs. like imitating the photos. damn funny! and it killed alot of time! we took many amusing shots. mmm and they took this shot of me where i looked like i was 6years old.. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met sihah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance was tiring! omg. i think i'm beginning to enjoy jive but it's definitely easier to dance with a partner. danced abit with zhikai &amp;amp; bernard today! bernard whacked my headd :( :( after that i became abit kuku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited with andrea for her dad. she was cranky so we laughed about strap them things down mamis and mr bean! lol. went home at about 8.40 :/&lt;br /&gt;OMG IM SO TIRED :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp tomorrow :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-2747723274620899812?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/2747723274620899812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=2747723274620899812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2747723274620899812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2747723274620899812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/10/hannbin-says-he-loves-his-bestie-for.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-994199327077569804</id><published>2008-10-22T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:31:43.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SP81BMeG-yI/AAAAAAAAAUw/RqmMPA0iEsg/s1600-h/steamboat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SP81BMeG-yI/AAAAAAAAAUw/RqmMPA0iEsg/s320/steamboat1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259981184435682082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SP81BjmI7ZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TdQxjcv5spI/s1600-h/steamboat2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SP81BjmI7ZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TdQxjcv5spI/s320/steamboat2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259981190643379602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the steamboat with bernard, andrea, lloyd &amp;amp; sharon was super super fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;i think attachment wouldn't be as nice without them and i'm so so glad that we can click that well! surprising, really. they should've been in sp!&lt;br /&gt;we went home pretty late (about 9.45) considering we started eating at about 6.30... played games! lol save and great hahahha bernard. and chicken wing! haha. and i freaked out when they dipped the live prawns in the soup. ughhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;damn, i miss them already. must plan next outing soon! malaysia!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow. there was no school on tuesday (YAY! :D)&lt;br /&gt;i stayed up till about 5am on monday to write the cards/notes. and yishu's letter. woke up with a bloody awful headache on tuesday :/&lt;br /&gt;went out with andrea, nicholas silkyhair &amp;amp; justin. pretty okay. tiring though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's ..... so-so. considering the fact that we had prac till 5.30 ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MET DONGLIN TODAYYYYYYYYY :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;ahhh so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm considering closing this blog down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW ENTRY AT THE OTHER BLOG. those who don't know the url, you can ask me for it and i will give it to you... if i like you enough. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-994199327077569804?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/994199327077569804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=994199327077569804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/994199327077569804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/994199327077569804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/10/steamboat-with-bernard-andrea-lloyd.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SP81BMeG-yI/AAAAAAAAAUw/RqmMPA0iEsg/s72-c/steamboat1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-8535732847331279597</id><published>2008-10-16T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:31:51.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so school's started already and tomorrow's friday! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;i love early dismissals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons have been okay so far (because it's just the first week ._.)&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i got my first month pay! 220 bucks! yeah, the amount may not be much but it feels nice. there's this sense of accomplishment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met so many old friends this week and it feels very very very x9121653467879654324678 nice!&lt;br /&gt;makes me really happy :D&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tp students&lt;/span&gt; on monday! :D&lt;br /&gt;okay, so they aren't exactly old friends but attachment's great mostly because we have them, honestly. they made work so much better and obviously more fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sihah&lt;/span&gt; on wednesday :D&lt;br /&gt;it's sad that she's having attachment now and i can't see her most weekdays :( and yishu too! ughhhh. sucks. raya dinner!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jarrel &amp;amp; sa&lt;/span&gt; on wednesday too!&lt;br /&gt;i went to np. and i took 74 but i kinda got lost cos i got down a stop earlier.. at SIM ._. &lt;br /&gt;i took bus down anyway. heheh. bus concession rockszxzxzxzxxxxxxxxxx.&lt;br /&gt;it was weird. it felt like i'm trespassing and i felt out of place and everything. but ultimately i get to meet both of them so it was okay :) sa had a game!&lt;br /&gt;we had subway at jp because it's more convenient for me! so sweet right. right. rightt!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;reached home really exhausted &amp;amp; drained cos i had dance before that but it was all worth it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hannbin&lt;/span&gt; today!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i got lost again. even after directions from keith. ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;i went to btp instead of the bt shopping centre ._. took bus again but ugh. yeah. i suck at this.&lt;br /&gt;it was great!&lt;br /&gt;he asked about the entry and when i blogged about how the poly friends are closer than the sec school friends, i don't mean him. he's always been constant in my life and i know if anything happens he'll always be there for me. he'll &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;squeeze&lt;/span&gt; time for me even now when everyone's busy mugging their asses off. and that, my friends, is the difference between the ones who stay with me and the ones who moved on.&lt;br /&gt;BFFs forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aaron, yangping, liwen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i say. i miss itmc meetings and all the chilling/slacking after that. all the rebelling against teachers and insisting that itmc isn't a slack cca.&lt;br /&gt;dinner was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bumped into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bob&lt;/span&gt;(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) while eating so i just ran out of sumo house and shouted his name. lol. his friends looked amused but whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;he had floppy hair. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;borrowed many many books and cds today! and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you bernard for carrying them for us :D&lt;/span&gt; you're great you know! kiddy hair cut. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've many books now and i'm happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance was... sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg, this is such a happy post&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-8535732847331279597?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/8535732847331279597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=8535732847331279597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8535732847331279597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8535732847331279597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-schools-started-already-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-2110354520249190309</id><published>2008-10-12T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:19:52.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the chalet was a total flop.&lt;br /&gt;so much that i don't want to elaborate. seriously, you call that a class chalet? what a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for the good company :)&lt;br /&gt;met lloyd who was having such a good time at his gathering!&lt;br /&gt;anyway we trooped over to yishu's house after midnight! watched dvds and chilled but it was good. awesome, i'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at about 6. all 5 of us squeezed into his room. lol.&lt;br /&gt;bread &amp;amp; pancakes with koko curnch! :) my dreams come true! ( i dreamt yishu made us pancakes with koko crunch) and the ones he made sure did not disappoint :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOUSE BUNNY!!&lt;br /&gt;LIKE OMG IT'S SO SO SO AWESOME AND I LOVE IT! IT'S DAMN FUNNY! AND BIMBOTIC BUT WHATEVER. IT'S LIKE THE BEST CHICK FLICK I'VE WATCHED SINCE A LONG TIME AGOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;everyone should catch it!&lt;br /&gt;and anna faris is so so cute!!!!!! ahhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;okay. my point is. go. watch. it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school tomorrow. ugh. i think i rather do attachment now than go to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-2110354520249190309?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/2110354520249190309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=2110354520249190309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2110354520249190309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2110354520249190309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/10/chalet-was-total-flop.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-8852858784879146993</id><published>2008-10-06T09:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:01:20.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 more week to the end of attachment/work.&lt;br /&gt;1 more week to the start of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;need. a. life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-8852858784879146993?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/8852858784879146993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=8852858784879146993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8852858784879146993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8852858784879146993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-more-week-to-end-of-attachmentwork.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-5422282160887897536</id><published>2008-10-01T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:14:49.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI PEOPLE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've so many things to blog about but the main thing is, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WENT TO WATCH F1!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON SUNDAY :D&lt;br /&gt;like omg, it's the best experience ever! definitely an unforgettable night!&lt;br /&gt;and i've to thank bernard for his ticket! :D thank you bernard! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, the adrenaline that night was just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know that the cars were THAT loud. i mean i know they were loud but not to that extent? i thought i wouldn't need earplugs :/ and i was so wrong. the first time the car zoomed past, it was so loud you'll cringe because it was like ARGH!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow. i'll not elaborate much on it but the 2 hours flew by like it was just minutes. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i've to say this again THE RACE WAS SO SO SO EXHILARATING X75473896780234 AND IT WAS GREAT AND I REALLY REALLY ENJOYED IT. I CAN'T BELIEVE I WAS THERE! LIKE, OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday itself, we celebrated zhuen's bday too! :D&lt;br /&gt;there was the bday boy, bernard, andrea, justin, ernest and myself. we had lunch at newyork newyork! :D the food was good but the service was better. lol.&lt;br /&gt;there was cake and everything and it was nice sabotaging zhuen. hhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;he can't cut a cake for nuts. and i thought i was bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilled for a bit at starbucks &lt;s&gt;which costs about 3/4 of a day's pay.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;java chip ftw! :D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone loves java chip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh and on sunday (also), yishu got out of camp! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;the three of us met up the next day!&lt;br /&gt;and yishu has almost no hair and he looks very very tanned! and boyish. plus extremely rebellious. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway nas had her pedicure and the pedicurist like gave her green tea? like what the heck HELLO THIS IS FASTING MONTH?! oh god. is she stupid or just ignorant?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had supper tonight! and last night too :)&lt;br /&gt;i should stop eating so much. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's a holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-5422282160887897536?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/5422282160887897536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=5422282160887897536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5422282160887897536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5422282160887897536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-people-d-ive-so-many-things-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-1369043306492237911</id><published>2008-09-23T23:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:50:00.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P2KLwGoplYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P2KLwGoplYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;David Archuleta- Crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hang up the phone tonight&lt;br /&gt;Something happened for the first time&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside&lt;br /&gt;It was a rush, what a rush&lt;br /&gt;Cause the possibility&lt;br /&gt;that you would ever feel the same way&lt;br /&gt;About me&lt;br /&gt;It's just too much, just too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;And I just got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be&lt;br /&gt;Where this thing can go&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;Is it really just another crush&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back&lt;br /&gt;Like the way I do&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm tryin, tryin to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush aint goin away, goin away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has it ever cross you mind&lt;br /&gt;When were hangin, spending time girl,&lt;br /&gt;Are we just friends&lt;br /&gt;Is there more, is there more&lt;br /&gt;See it's a chance we've gotta take&lt;br /&gt;Cause I believe that we can make this into&lt;br /&gt;Something that will last, last forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be&lt;br /&gt;Where this thing can go&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;Is it really just another crush&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back&lt;br /&gt;Like the way I do&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm tryin, tryin to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush aint goin away, goin away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;And I just got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be&lt;br /&gt;Where this thing can go&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;Is it really just another crush&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back&lt;br /&gt;Like the way I do&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm tryin, tryin to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush aint goin away, goin away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ygVjJAi0o7U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ygVjJAi0o7U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Flyleaf- All Around Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; My hands are searching for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My arms are outstretched towards you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I feel you on my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My tongue dances behind my lips for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This fire rising through my being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Burning I'm not used to seeing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm alive, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can feel you all around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thickening the air I'm breathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Holding on to what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Savoring this heart that's healing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My hands float up above me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And you whisper you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I begin to fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Into our secret place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The music makes me sway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The angels singing say we are alone with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am alone and they are too with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm alive, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can feel you all around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thickening the air I'm breathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Holding on to what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Savoring this heart that's healing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And so I cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The light is white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can feel you all around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thickening the air I'm breathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Holding on to what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Savoring this heart that's healing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give it to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now you own me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You said you would never leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I believe you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can feel you all around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thickening the air I'm breathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Holding on to what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Savoring this heart that's healed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: georgia;" height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6CqbZwM4-Ww&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6CqbZwM4-Ww&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Jordin Sparks- One Step at A Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;   Hurry up and wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So close, but so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Everything that you've always dreamed of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Close enough for you to taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But you just can't touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You know you can if you get the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In your face as the door keeps slamming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Now you're feeling more and more frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We live and we learn to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One step at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There's no need to rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's like learning to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Or falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's gonna happen and it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Supposed to happen that we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Find the reasons why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One step at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You believe and you doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You're confused, you got it all figured out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Everything that you always wished for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Could be yours, should be yours, would be yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If they only knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You know you can if you get the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In your face as the door keeps slamming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Now you're feeling more and more frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When you can't wait any longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But there's no end in sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;when you need to find the strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's the faith that makes you stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The only way you get there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Is one step at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;i love all 3 songs :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;the lyrics for crush is damn good i think. maybe a little cliched but well, it happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;yeah, i know the flyleaf's video is creepy as hell but it's a great song. good emo song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;one step at a time is really catchy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm so so so tired :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-1369043306492237911?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/1369043306492237911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=1369043306492237911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1369043306492237911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1369043306492237911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/09/david-archuleta-crush-i-hang-up-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-4416857919565702051</id><published>2008-09-20T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T03:06:40.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SNP3di3CX5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/zrcz0kwKDfw/s1600-h/singingsquirrelab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SNP3di3CX5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/zrcz0kwKDfw/s320/singingsquirrelab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247810077762674578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is damn funny and yet cute at the same time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow. i went out till pretty late again today but i got to see the usual people &amp;amp; zuhui so it was all worth it :) been ages since we last met that's why i really wanted to see them all. haha. so off i head to tiong bahru plaza even though i was tired as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;i so miss hanging out every friday, like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you bernard for waiting for me  :)&lt;br /&gt;andrea for the many currypuffs, tidbits &amp;amp; candies when my stomach growled during work :)&lt;br /&gt;and shaun for his numerous theories, analogies &amp;amp; funny stories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SNP3di3CX5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/zrcz0kwKDfw/s72-c/singingsquirrelab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-8505266720006643516</id><published>2008-09-16T00:51:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T03:29:09.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's 2am now and i should be asleep but heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was yishu's farewell thing before he goes to army!&lt;br /&gt;and it was just a moment ago when he lamented that it's months to ns. how time flies huh, as cliched as it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he went for a haircut and he looks like a boy! hahah. like he suddenly looks his age instead of 20+. so he looked like how he looked when he first entered poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xueyan joined us! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we caught bangkok dangerous at the cathay (where else, right.) the movie's a let down and very disappointing. obviously, we were expecting something more.&lt;br /&gt;dinner/ break fast/buka puasa for sihah @ manhattan fish market instead of the usual fish &amp;amp; co. the prawns were damnnnnnnn good. and the service's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we headed over to taka's cold storage cos yishu had to get his detergent.&lt;br /&gt;i still can't get over the fact that i asked if they'll help him wash his clothes. they = ns officers? yeah, you can ignore that.&lt;br /&gt;we were fretting over the laundry thing. and us 3 girls were damn worried and gan jiong about the whole army business. like what started off as yishu's need to buy detergent become ... something more? we were like suggesting him to buy this and that. like dettol, softener, brush to scrub his clothes etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we bought ALOT of snacks for him because we're scared he'll starve to death. have you seen him eat? lol. so, we bought about 35dollars worth of them? but he didn't know until much later! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6uXew65cI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ZawUG-lSGV8/s1600-h/pic+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6uXew65cI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ZawUG-lSGV8/s320/pic+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246322334351680962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cookies &amp;amp; cream, biscotti and lemon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;venezia for dessert afterwards. there's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; room for dessert!&lt;br /&gt;we bought the 1L pack to share between the 4 of us. it was super super super good, as always. we sat at the fountain to eat the best gelato in the world ever and everyone stared because it's a big box of gelato ._.&lt;br /&gt;in case you're wondering, yes, we finished it :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took photos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6z3u4jizI/AAAAAAAAAOU/xfiPbcR3RmI/s1600-h/pic+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6z3u4jizI/AAAAAAAAAOU/xfiPbcR3RmI/s320/pic+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246328385992624946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the four of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM61Zv6cqDI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_4eI15in62g/s1600-h/P14-09-08_22.01%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM61Zv6cqDI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_4eI15in62g/s320/P14-09-08_22.01%5B01%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246330069896177714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the eyebrow thing! ( which xueyan can't do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6z4E2cYCI/AAAAAAAAAOs/r_jb8E-TYlY/s1600-h/P14-09-08_21.57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6z4E2cYCI/AAAAAAAAAOs/r_jb8E-TYlY/s320/P14-09-08_21.57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246328391889346594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;smiley :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6ynwpYzhI/AAAAAAAAAN8/nr3X6srNlQI/s1600-h/pic+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6ynwpYzhI/AAAAAAAAAN8/nr3X6srNlQI/s320/pic+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246327012076342802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told ya he looks like a boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6yvcLcCQI/AAAAAAAAAOE/8uMkBrTQVQ8/s1600-h/pic+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6yvcLcCQI/AAAAAAAAAOE/8uMkBrTQVQ8/s320/pic+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246327144020969730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sihah!! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6y62uS85I/AAAAAAAAAOM/6Jjy_yFxdCA/s1600-h/pic+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6y62uS85I/AAAAAAAAAOM/6Jjy_yFxdCA/s320/pic+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246327340125057938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sihah &amp;amp; xueyan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6z3zKUcKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/x8Ab8zTsADo/s1600-h/P14-09-08_22.06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6z3zKUcKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/x8Ab8zTsADo/s320/P14-09-08_22.06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246328387140874402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6z4DAfZJI/AAAAAAAAAOk/i-c_wDwaWmo/s1600-h/P140908_22.14%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6z4DAfZJI/AAAAAAAAAOk/i-c_wDwaWmo/s320/P140908_22.14%5B01%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246328391394616466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shops were closed already by then as it was already 10 plus? didn't get to buy aloe vera gel/cream from GNC for yishu. like, aloe vera works wonders okay. it's pure magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busride with yishu &amp;amp; xueyan while nas took the train home. but that's after promises to meet very very soon :)&lt;br /&gt;the bus was packed and we had to stand and i nearly elbowed this guy when the bus turned. uhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 185 ride was fast and when we were close to my house i was like you know, actually the big bag of snacks are for you. HAHHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;we shocked him, really.&lt;br /&gt;he threatened to leave them at my gate you know sihah!&lt;br /&gt;after much drama, he took them with him. lol. he wasn't given a choice because i told him i would scream out of the window &amp;amp; wake the whole neighbourhood up if he doesn't take them. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we talked on the phone i was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL&lt;/span&gt; fretting over what he should bring and how he's gonna live in camp.  i think i was damn gan jiong okay. damn.&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine how i'll be like next year when everyone goes to army. gan jiong until can die. seriously. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay i've to do my itp log book now.&lt;br /&gt;OMG LOOK AT THE TIME. OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-8505266720006643516?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/8505266720006643516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=8505266720006643516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8505266720006643516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8505266720006643516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-2am-now-and-i-should-be-asleep-but.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SM6uXew65cI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ZawUG-lSGV8/s72-c/pic+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-6053826060649636799</id><published>2008-09-12T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:20:44.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so angry at the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought puberty was over?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-6053826060649636799?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/6053826060649636799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=6053826060649636799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6053826060649636799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6053826060649636799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-so-angry-at-world.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-3437234927951212660</id><published>2008-09-03T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:25:24.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met an old friend today :)&lt;br /&gt;work's still good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've wanted to blog about this for quite some time but i never got around to doing it. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my closest friends now are the poly friends, maybe with the few exceptions?&lt;br /&gt;what people say about sec school friends being the ones that stick with you and friends forever and ever &amp;amp; happily ever after? it doesn't happen all the time. period.&lt;br /&gt;i can tell you honestly that now, most likely the poly friends (you guys know who you are! :DD ) are the ones who know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the stuff&lt;/span&gt;. like what's the deal with this guy? and probably all the tiny details that come with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; to think that we (we equals -insert name- and i) are still as close as before but truth is, we've drifted apart. obviously further than i would like, not that i like drifting apart anyway but you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying to tell myself that no, we did not drift apart. we're still as close as before even though we don't spend much time together now. lying to yourself is sometimes easier than facing the truth and that was what i've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;it gets tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cliques get broken up over the years. friends backstab.&lt;br /&gt;i get it alot, i think. and i know when people backstab, don't think i don't because for all you know, i know and i'm just letting the matter go. it's disappointing when you get backstabbing from people you're close to &amp;amp; you totally did not see it coming. that's why it hurt so bad isn't it? because you care. as much as people don't want to get hurt, we can't prevent it from happening because it's our hearts that chose who to love, to care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no choice? maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-3437234927951212660?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/3437234927951212660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=3437234927951212660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3437234927951212660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3437234927951212660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/09/met-old-friend-today-works-still-good.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-6486095058567269028</id><published>2008-08-31T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:06:20.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams are over! it's the best feeling ever :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the freedom and liberation is like WOAH. you feet like you just throw all the burden away and like you don't have to mug anytime soon until months later!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1110 on friday, we were free! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like we went to queenstown &amp;amp; then cathay. and then we bought tickets for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;4bia&lt;/span&gt;. cut my fringe! but like no major difference, i think. and we saw yishu's sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, the movie was disappointing? not scary. only the last one's more exciting. but the plot's predictable.. so yeah. quite funny acutally. like the camping one was damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;and the girls were super pretty okayyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;not as scary as the reviews made it out to be.. and i sat beside some stranger =.=&lt;br /&gt;oooh i saw alex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayam penyet for dinner! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;damn awesome. the sambal damn shiok right, bernard? :D i ate a second plate of rice and like i drank my teh botol! happy happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest went home while the three of us did some major lepak-ing. alfresco starbucks :D borders. thennnnnn home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i emphasize again,&lt;br /&gt;that it feels damn good to not have to worry about studying.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was kinda like a family day? uhh.&lt;br /&gt;went out with brother who treated me to lunch! late birthday treat and it was freaking good. good food hehhehehh.  tony roma's ribs are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin time. cousin's boyf met us. yada yada. sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother left for indo early this morning and i feel very very jealous cos i wanna go back too. ahhhh. like i really want! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nas&amp;amp;yishu! :D&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch and this and that! basically just chilling out :D&lt;br /&gt;nas has her nike humanrace! red people. i met jj and zuhui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel very proud of nas.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attachment starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-6486095058567269028?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/6486095058567269028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=6486095058567269028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6486095058567269028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6486095058567269028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/08/exams-are-over-its-best-feeling-ever-dd.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-8823576662594333719</id><published>2008-08-25T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T23:48:16.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 papers down :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;a&amp;amp;phy 2 was good. gembio was alright too. ahhahah. i hope i do okay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-8823576662594333719?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/8823576662594333719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=8823576662594333719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8823576662594333719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8823576662594333719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/08/2-papers-down-ddd-2-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-1660055055471360328</id><published>2008-08-22T01:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T02:27:17.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SK2tEMvOamI/AAAAAAAAANs/yN-JBw30Pr4/s1600-h/15082008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SK2tEMvOamI/AAAAAAAAANs/yN-JBw30Pr4/s320/15082008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237032229352139362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;guess who?&lt;br /&gt;no, it's not me.&lt;br /&gt;okay, it's andrea with ahem&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;justin&lt;/span&gt;ahem's eskimo jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SK2s61pT6GI/AAAAAAAAANk/qXhowNxaVMs/s1600-h/15082008%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SK2s61pT6GI/AAAAAAAAANk/qXhowNxaVMs/s320/15082008%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237032068534495330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SK2sy8xauHI/AAAAAAAAANc/_3VGhLAUxWc/s1600-h/08082008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SK2sy8xauHI/AAAAAAAAANc/_3VGhLAUxWc/s320/08082008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237031933008590962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello there, cutie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;had my first paper and well, the VIP of the day didn't really came. by VIP, i meant my sense of urgency.. so yeah, i didn't really get stressed up and all ganjiong like most people do.&lt;br /&gt;is that a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the paper was pretty alright! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll mug hard for the other 3 papers ( i hope!)&lt;br /&gt;and that the papers will be easy. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ernest have the powerful aura and zhuen has this bright light.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna have glitter falling off my body as i walk.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i'm not going blond as suggested by just&lt;s&gt;aluminium&lt;/s&gt;tin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to cut my hair. SIHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i dislike it that dbs/dbt is so elitist.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the people i've been hanging out with or is it that i've seen too many like that?&lt;br /&gt;i mean yeah, true, people don't want to lose out. they want to do well or should i say, extremely well? all this to get the 1-2 years exemption from uni, overseas scholarships and some of us aspire to be doctors/surgeons/geneticist/pathologist/haematologist/microbiologist/virologist/geneticist and etc but whatever happens to having fun when learning? now, school's about studying &amp;amp; regurgitating all the stuffs we memorise, not learning. yes, there is a difference. i know students study but it's becoming a freaking chore already.&lt;br /&gt;some of us aim to get 3.5, some aims to get AD huh. perfect 4.0 score, numerous distinctions, certificates of merits and all the good deals that come with having an awesome certificate.&lt;br /&gt;what to do.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;fyi, i'm not pointing my finger at anyone at all. it's all in general. maybe it's just this course but whatever man. way toooo competitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyyyyyyyy yishu's gnna give me an ipod sock :D:D:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-1660055055471360328?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/1660055055471360328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=1660055055471360328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1660055055471360328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1660055055471360328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/08/guess-who-no-its-not-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SK2tEMvOamI/AAAAAAAAANs/yN-JBw30Pr4/s72-c/15082008%28002%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-2498541842474360193</id><published>2008-08-18T03:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T03:09:39.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at least i've tried. and i know it's not happening!&lt;br /&gt;haha. soooooo, yes.&lt;br /&gt;that's the end, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so need to study for the upcoming papers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-2498541842474360193?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/2498541842474360193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=2498541842474360193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2498541842474360193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2498541842474360193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/08/at-least-ive-tried.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-2644758912581432281</id><published>2008-08-14T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:01:55.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been sometime since a proper update. uhhhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my birthday celebration was a blast! :D seriously damn damn good. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;to all the friends who celebrated with me yeah. since friday night? :D all the way to sunday! awesome, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, friends! :D i'm not gnna list but you guys know who you are! :D&lt;br /&gt;love the cards and the one with the :| and the candy colored jacket and the bodyshop stuff and the cakes! many many thank you!&lt;br /&gt;and there's still the birthday wishes from the rest! :)&lt;br /&gt;i've such great friends that i feel blessed, really. and yeah, some friends come and go but some stay on. those who stayed on, you guys mean alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. i've about 2.5 weeks left. can i do it?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i can.&lt;br /&gt;i will. i must.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm doing it by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have to prove anything to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;now that i know, i'm not going to say anything about it but well, i know. seriously. disappointing? idk, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i don't know you that well afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should stop listening to my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;some songs makes me sad. and emo.&lt;br /&gt;and hell no, i don't want to be sad. stupid ipod.&lt;br /&gt;sunshiney ftw! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the usual people. need a gathering soon.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my old close friends. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those who knows no shit, don't say you're a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;close&lt;/span&gt; friend. maybe you were but are you, now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna bake and cook with nas and yishu. and watch movies. senseless chick flicks and all those that we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go beach with andrea and nas. and ayu. been putting this off for so long already. like before holidays it was, "let's go during hols!!" then when hols come, it was "after mst... " then now it's after mst,  it's "after exams!" when exams is over, i know it's gnna be hard? we'll have itp :/ soooooooo. when when when!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go back indo and slack like crazy. wake up lateeeee in the morning and eat breakfast and then lunch then tea and then dinner. eat all the super good  food and drink my mum's soups. see my family, hang out at malls with my cousins. eat jco donuts like there's no tomorrow. ask ian for hugs and kisses. buy indo books and magazines. read love stories written by teenagers. watch  numerous dvds and indo movies! help my grandma with her errands. sleep in the big big bed. have sundays in my gramps place for the weekly gathering. learn to drive. go to parties and invites. have sleepovers on weekends. drop my cousins off for tuitions. hang out.&lt;br /&gt;i miss them.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang in there, till december.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-2644758912581432281?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/2644758912581432281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=2644758912581432281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2644758912581432281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2644758912581432281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-sometime-since-proper-update.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-7444487212352381641</id><published>2008-08-09T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:56:43.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; "The better part of one's life consists of his friendships." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i love you guys so so so much. thank you for every single thing you've done! :D all of you have made me a super happy woman (not a girl anymore ahhaha.) today. seriously. i'm much much happier than i thought i was going to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and you guys made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;love y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-7444487212352381641?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/7444487212352381641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=7444487212352381641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7444487212352381641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7444487212352381641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/08/better-part-of-ones-life-consists-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-4174179075238175630</id><published>2008-08-03T17:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T18:00:00.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SJV_BBFpxSI/AAAAAAAAANM/rJ-6Xz2TcqI/s1600-h/__Liek__Rawr____by_F_AYN_T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SJV_BBFpxSI/AAAAAAAAANM/rJ-6Xz2TcqI/s320/__Liek__Rawr____by_F_AYN_T.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230226197709440290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i like this. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITP placement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got placed into quest lab with andrea, bernard &amp;amp; shaun :) at the main lab with all the sophisticated machines? yeah. there's shift work.. but i'm hoping the work's fun.&lt;br /&gt;10$ per day. and there's work on saturday i think! ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jigsaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play jigsaw with yishu and we tried like twice already. msn network's being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MY JIGSAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a lepak &amp;amp; hang session with nas &amp;amp; yishu! and shopping and movies and baking and cooking. and i've itp :( and like everyone's busy.&lt;br /&gt;gsajdgashjfdafj&lt;br /&gt;hate school.&lt;br /&gt;and like i realise next semester i'm not gnna see nas anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dropped till my back hurts and my abs/pecs too. and my right leg..&lt;br /&gt;we kinda finished the routine for rumba already and after the technique lessons i guess we're moving on to jive :)&lt;br /&gt;i think looking at andrea &amp;amp; bernard dance makes me happy. for some reason. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up my test. like the language used is omgly bad okay. eucaryotic mRNA is ______. it can be anything ok. wtheck.&lt;br /&gt;whatever la. hate gembio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SJV_xXgMvmI/AAAAAAAAANU/A7xnNR4MYD0/s1600-h/1_450725603l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SJV_xXgMvmI/AAAAAAAAANU/A7xnNR4MYD0/s320/1_450725603l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230227028360085090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I do not care what car you drive. Where you live. If you know someone who knows someone who knows someone. If your clothes are this year’s cutting edge. If your trust fund is unlimited. If you are A-list B-list or never heard of you list. I only care about the words that flutter from your mind. They are the only thing you truly own. The only thing I will remember you by. I will not fall in love with your bones and skin. I will not fall in love with the places you have been. I will not fall in love with anything but the words that flutter from your extraordinary mind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.andrejordan.co.uk/tell-me-something.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Extraordinary Mind&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.andrejordan.co.uk/"&gt;Andre Jordan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;i think this is very meaningful. mmhmm. it's a painting anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope, i really hope that the sunshine will be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;no more perpetual dark clouds, no more eeyore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-4174179075238175630?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/4174179075238175630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=4174179075238175630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4174179075238175630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4174179075238175630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SJV_BBFpxSI/AAAAAAAAANM/rJ-6Xz2TcqI/s72-c/__Liek__Rawr____by_F_AYN_T.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-1475960256063649791</id><published>2008-07-31T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:34:02.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i believe in my friends. i've faith in them and like, they've to let me down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do you have to be such a ass and judge me like that?&lt;br /&gt;why do you have to assume?&lt;br /&gt;you made an ass out of you and me. more out of yourself, because what do you know? what do you know to give you an excuse to freaking pass such a judgment on me?&lt;br /&gt;tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people say:&lt;br /&gt;girls go for guys with looks and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, whatever. that's what you think. not everyone's that shallow you know. not everyone sucks their boyfriends' and dates' money. not everyone's like that. not everyone's a free rider. not everyone leeches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and do i look materialistic?&lt;br /&gt;well, surprise surprise.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for having so much faith in me.&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-1475960256063649791?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/1475960256063649791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=1475960256063649791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1475960256063649791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1475960256063649791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-believe-in-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-4845284604946158112</id><published>2008-07-28T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:23:59.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;give it up. he doesn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just freaking wake up and move on.&lt;br /&gt;do you want to be stuck forever? how long has it been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've got to stop hoping because you know what? it's not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't give a damn. he has long moved on with his life and so should you. you know that.&lt;br /&gt;and you know, life's too short to sit around getting stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he changed. you changed too.&lt;br /&gt;both of you are just strangers who &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;knew&lt;/span&gt; each other.&lt;br /&gt;it's past tense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get a life, you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-4845284604946158112?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/4845284604946158112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=4845284604946158112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4845284604946158112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4845284604946158112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-are-you-doing-give-it-up.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-4705395485778929419</id><published>2008-07-27T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T01:54:39.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm not close to either of them but i've talked to him before.. and all the his and byes. to think i talked to him some time back and like i teased him about his pink shirt. in fc3. and i yelled his name to call him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it okay. like, someone please tell me it's a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to think. my head's in a mess and like, i don't want to believe it. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one wasn't given the chance to live. one threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-4705395485778929419?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/4705395485778929419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=4705395485778929419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4705395485778929419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4705395485778929419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-not-close-to-either-of-them-but-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-2396218356890533328</id><published>2008-07-24T03:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T03:12:14.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"forget the past.. stop thinking."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;about 4months to the end of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-2396218356890533328?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/2396218356890533328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=2396218356890533328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2396218356890533328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2396218356890533328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/forget-past.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-3073809150608701742</id><published>2008-07-22T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T23:31:52.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Sacha may be the only one who came close in knowing me. Despite for the longest period of the time i have not seen you ( before Gstar, idk when!), the phone call during the wee hours on 15/6/08 does ring a bell to me (and hopefully to you as well)." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-&lt;a href="http://cryann.blogspot.com/"&gt;ryann&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;well. this is very surprising. and nice, even though idk what i know.&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. anyway andrea, bernard, yishu &amp;amp; i watched the notebook today. love that movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to cathay to catch the dark night.&lt;br /&gt;it was freaking awesome. i really really really enjoyed the show. like omg, it's so twisted and dark okay. and the joker's damn creepy. sick in the head.. plus the psychotic laughter ._. "Why so serious?"&lt;br /&gt;heath ledger's super good.&lt;br /&gt;andrea rushed home and bernard rushed for his meeting after that. the movie was about 2.5hours? plus all the commercials and trailers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tmz.com/2008/07/22/bale-busted-for-alleged-mum-battering/"&gt;christian bale is accused of assaulting his mum &amp;amp; sis?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A BATMOBILE!&lt;br /&gt;BATMOBILE BATMOBILE BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; BATMOBILEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met haiyuan the himbo who was in the same theatre! fate huh.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yishu sent me home and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what the hell is an aluminium falcon?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-3073809150608701742?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/3073809150608701742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=3073809150608701742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3073809150608701742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3073809150608701742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/sacha-may-be-only-one-who-came-close-in.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-8094985993140934616</id><published>2008-07-20T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T20:41:08.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the TGIF feeling wasn't really there because there was health mapping on saturday. i HATE getting up early on weekends.. seriously. after a week of waking up at the same time, i really appreciate being able to sleep till late morning on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i met up with yangping at imm on friday!&lt;br /&gt;we waited for bernard till i fell asleep reading reader's digest. ummmm. talked for quite a bit. and i ate ljs! the forth time i ate fast food for the week. (like omg i'm so gnna die because fast food is carcinogenic. shittttt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into gems friend brian, who happened to be yp's pri school mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SIMwjrfFaUI/AAAAAAAAANE/Pw2hJZEgsGw/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SIMwjrfFaUI/AAAAAAAAANE/Pw2hJZEgsGw/s320/DSC00115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225073382206564674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was embarrassing. kinda. and yp asked me to go back for second shot -.- omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks andrea &amp;amp; her dad for sending us to the location! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. it turned out to be pretty okay! haha. got re-grouped to bernard's group and then to andrea's group. she left early for the ndp preview which didn't happen =.= so yeah. the juniors in our group are kazu, yong chian &amp;amp; kwi shan and i think they're all nice to work with. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 154 and slept all the way.&lt;br /&gt;dinner at sunset way with the family. had thai food which was not bad. the place got renovated! it looked uncannily like HV now.. the ambience and everything. mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't go out due to unforeseen circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to yishu! :) and i bathed my dog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is monday, again.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am happier than i am yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-8094985993140934616?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/8094985993140934616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=8094985993140934616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8094985993140934616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8094985993140934616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/tgif-feeling-wasnt-really-there-because.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SIMwjrfFaUI/AAAAAAAAANE/Pw2hJZEgsGw/s72-c/DSC00115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-4519664516433289776</id><published>2008-07-18T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T00:28:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my one dollar and fifteen cent bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-4519664516433289776?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/4519664516433289776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=4519664516433289776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4519664516433289776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4519664516433289776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-one-dollar-and-fifteen-cent-bottle.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-6662937220228351143</id><published>2008-07-16T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:59:12.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday night was.. dreadful. and tiring. very, very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so messed up and nas said i'm screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;how true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to end this whole my-life-is-messed-up thing. i don't want to run away. it doesn't solve anything, doesn't it.&lt;br /&gt;the problem isn't as simple as it looks.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out yesterday! no lessons. yay! :)&lt;br /&gt;met up with andrea &amp;amp; bernard first! and bernard was late! mmm. talked for a bit before we went to queensway.&lt;br /&gt;intended to get a bigger shoebag but there wasn't nice ones. and i didn't get my waterbottle.&lt;br /&gt;yishu came! :) and after that we went to suntec to meet sihah &amp;amp; xueyan! then on the bus there's this girl who kept looking at him okay. one last look. hahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone nagged at him to see a doc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we had popeye's at the sg flyer. walked for abit. xy left. then andrea &amp;amp; bernard left.&lt;br /&gt;walked around topman!&lt;br /&gt;and then sihah and i bought yishu his monster shirt! :):) that's like his bday present!&lt;br /&gt;we made him try this hot pink shirt and he looked good in it but he doesn't want to buy it -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into donglin&lt;br /&gt;:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home. talked and ranted.&lt;br /&gt;got locked out. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much hypocrisy in the house.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;nh students were at sp today! and like i saw mrs lim! :)&lt;br /&gt;dance prac.&lt;br /&gt;dinner? or part of dinner? then.. home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends, i love you guys&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di, i'm here for you. it's wednesday already! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-6662937220228351143?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/6662937220228351143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=6662937220228351143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6662937220228351143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6662937220228351143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/monday-night-was.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-3163578891942073021</id><published>2008-07-14T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:16:25.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need all the strength i can get.&lt;br /&gt;because the world's out to screw my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-3163578891942073021?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/3163578891942073021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=3163578891942073021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3163578891942073021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3163578891942073021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/be-strong.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-3563464583418682113</id><published>2008-07-13T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:31:14.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks to friends who talked to me :) you guys know who you are. if you didn't talk to me about this, hanging out with me provides a distraction from my thoughts, even if for a while.&lt;br /&gt;thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how sometimes how the lyrics of a song seem to belong to you? like, you're in THAT situation right now.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm feeling a lot of this recently. it's not a good thing for my case. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent time with my relatives for the past 2 days! and stayed over at the hotel :)&lt;br /&gt;had fun. cheered up quite a bit obviously. and bin came to meet me despite his very busy schdeule! dinner on friday and my cousin, bin, brother and i had teppanyaki at wisma which was damn good.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;it was nice catching up :)&lt;br /&gt;he got me tix for ndp preview but i can't go :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped for quite a bit.. my relatives left earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;i miss them already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-3563464583418682113?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/3563464583418682113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=3563464583418682113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3563464583418682113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3563464583418682113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/thanks-to-friends-who-talked-to-me-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-3146519427061749829</id><published>2008-07-09T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:07:21.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my tumbler cracked.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&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'm so stressed out and confused right now. and noone can help me but myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do and i don't know what i can do. i don't know how to help myself. i don't know what's the right thing. i don't want to hurt anyone. i don't want to cause any more harm because i already did and it's enough. i don't want to take advantage of people's kindness to me. i don't know how to repay them. i can't promise anything back in return. i can't be on the receiving end all the time. it's unfair that way. i don't want to feel so much guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know what i want. i don't even know how i feel. i don't know what i'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be careful of what you wish for. for all you know, you might just get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-3146519427061749829?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/3146519427061749829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=3146519427061749829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3146519427061749829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3146519427061749829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-tumbler-cracked.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-5294464991936587931</id><published>2008-07-08T23:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:17:21.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just napped :)&lt;br /&gt;for like, 3 hours? hahaha. and what's the best thing? noone realised i'm home. tells so much. i'm lazy to get dinner now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i've been busy :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we're learning &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rumba&lt;/span&gt; now! and last practice i was in a state of euphoria. i don't know why. i feel sorry for my partner because he has no choice but to put up with it. HA.&lt;br /&gt;andrea gets high with me so it's okay! *ahemmmkennethahemahemm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had health mapping exercise on saturday! was in the same group as jx :) it was o-kay but definitely draining. and yes, the situation is pretty bad for some of the people there.&lt;br /&gt;THERE WERE COCKROACHES AS BIG AS MY THUMB.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY CRAWLED AROUND EVERYWHERE. IT'S SICK. THEY EVEN CLIMB TREES. VERY SICK, I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN DISGUSTING!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hope the birds eat all of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after that andrea and i went to this warehouse sale thing! there was nothing much but we ended up at a wholesaler for sweets, chocs and snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went mad. really.&lt;br /&gt;we both went mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought: bobdog sweet (10 freaking boxes), dars dark choc, meiji dark choc, willy wonka gobstopper, these jap chewy sweet with jelly in it (DAMN GOOD!), hi chews, tic tacs, bitter lemon bonbons, magic dust, jap seaweed, marshmallow dips, wang wang man tou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i remember. alot right.&lt;br /&gt;i spent 3o bucks. andrea spent 20. we really went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never let me loose in a shop like this! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i ended up with a very fat plastic bag ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with eldon! then home. had really bad cramps :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the morning feeling like crap. but i can't pangseh andrea, eldon &amp;amp; hongleong so yeah. met up at town. brought along my heavy lappy to do gembio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 21&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;it's good. the guy's cute. aahah. andrea agrees with me! and kate bosworth's really pretty! i think people like mok should just pick up counting cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starbucks after that! dark mocha frappe :D:D when i wasn't supposed to but heck.&lt;br /&gt;we went to zara after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gems on monday!&lt;br /&gt;dongdong left his wallet at home so he asked me to lend him money. so i got down the bus at clementi. tapped my card already then he told me he found coins -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met andrea after that at nyongnyong! haha.&lt;br /&gt;brazil mocha latte :)&lt;br /&gt;we rushed the stupid report. jx &amp;amp; bernard joined us later. thank you people who helped with my report! :)&lt;br /&gt;half the class skipped haematology (we did too. ) got back results for haematology. wasn't good but i passed. yeah. it's 10% so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home half dead after submitting the reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was .. awful? idk.&lt;br /&gt;didn't sleep well either even though we started school at 12. i woke up with no freaking clue that it's a tuesday. had no clue it's a school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, was much better..&lt;br /&gt;p.s. thanks andrea &amp;amp; eldon for the panadol! thankyou! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-5294464991936587931?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/5294464991936587931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=5294464991936587931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5294464991936587931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5294464991936587931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-napped-for-like-3-hours-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-3201498130510636620</id><published>2008-07-07T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:19:28.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can breathe, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will do proper update soon.&lt;br /&gt;really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends! take care okay! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-3201498130510636620?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/3201498130510636620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=3201498130510636620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3201498130510636620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3201498130510636620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-can-breathe-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-7449038910014018181</id><published>2008-07-03T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:59:26.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rollercoaster ride emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to be cranky, snappy &amp;amp; highly irritable.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i already am.&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-7449038910014018181?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/7449038910014018181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=7449038910014018181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7449038910014018181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7449038910014018181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/07/rollercoaster-ride-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-1355455310810455761</id><published>2008-06-29T17:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:00:59.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LONG ENTRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MST&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, MST is over! (1 paper left but let's worry about that later :D)&lt;br /&gt;i think MST is a bad idea. for people who have 6 papers like us, obviously we'll be drained out after the 3rd paper or so. not only that, we'll lose the drive to study in the midst. right? either that or you'll have no mood to mug for another paper.&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;envscience is like wtheck. HATE it. what's the point of studying it anyway?&lt;br /&gt;i rather mug twice for pathology. it's anything but boring. true, there's ALOT of details but it's fun to study that rather than envsci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugged alot with andrea &amp;amp; eldon. and i think we kept self-entertaining ourselves while he stared at us in amazement. in amazement of our craziness, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SGeczS2NUcI/AAAAAAAAAMs/f145okxy1gU/s1600-h/IMG_2807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SGeczS2NUcI/AAAAAAAAAMs/f145okxy1gU/s320/IMG_2807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217311098378473922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugging for gembio days..&lt;br /&gt;(photos credited to andrea!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMPETITION&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's competition yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;i'm super happy we (eldon and i)  made the 2nd round! :D like it was just a month of partnership okay? i think my partner's good.&lt;br /&gt;we got kicked out after that but still. very happy! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were these very cute kids who can dance super well! very, very cute. i'm going to make my future kids to go for lessons next time! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SGeerUkfENI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RdEbm_mryVU/s1600-h/DSC03511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SGeerUkfENI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RdEbm_mryVU/s320/DSC03511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217313160425312466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;154!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SGehoQtpYVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ef__rkb5Hnk/s1600-h/dance+compeition+with+sacha3+%3D%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SGehoQtpYVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ef__rkb5Hnk/s320/dance+compeition+with+sacha3+%3D%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217316406385271122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eldon &amp;amp; i&lt;br /&gt;(photos above credited to eldon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more photos cos i feel... weird? like funny okay. in costume and everything.&lt;br /&gt;BUT my eye makeup was damn well done! thanks to ayu :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many thanks to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ayu&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;thank you soooooo much for helping me with my makeup! for waking up so early on a saturday to especially come down to school for me :D your makeup skills are fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nas&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;sihahhhhhhhhh! you too! for all the support and help and being the guinea pig for the eye makeup with ayu! :D i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;andrea&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;for all the encouragements and stuff :D and for getting the ticket to come down and support us :D plus for watching us practise the same dance many, many times! plus taking photos &amp;amp; vids! thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wenda &amp;amp; hongleong&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;for the lovely gerbera. and for being so supportive! especially hongleong, whom i've known only for a while:) and wenda, for accompanying me with the initial costume shopping and everything else that you did for me! :D plus the prima deli cake thingy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hannbin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the sms and for encouraging me to try out dancesport :D and for saying i'm the best even though i'm not :D besties! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haiyuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the call the night before. thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yishu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for reminding me to eat breakfast and the goodluck message :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yangping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for accompanying me when i was getting the clips &amp;amp; stuff :D and for eating subway with me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the seniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially bernard! :D for correcting our moves and for all their help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eldon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the patience with me. i know i'm not exactly the easiest person to get along with. hahahha. thanks for all the effort you put into practices :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june has been really really crazy. and hectic..&lt;br /&gt;definitely tiring. exhausting, in fact.. i need my rest now but there's still assignments &amp;amp; reports to be done.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept till 3 today :):)&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's still not enough. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i think, i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-1355455310810455761?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/1355455310810455761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=1355455310810455761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1355455310810455761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1355455310810455761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SGeczS2NUcI/AAAAAAAAAMs/f145okxy1gU/s72-c/IMG_2807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-62386056052386560</id><published>2008-06-23T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:28:06.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of school sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem hate metbiochem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not a great day, andrea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_ForeColor" title="Text Color" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);SelectColor(this,'ForeColor');ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;haiyuan&lt;/span&gt;, i'm here for you! :)&lt;br /&gt;the same goes to my dearest &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;you guys are two very very important people in my life, you know that right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when your friends need you, you being there for them is way more important than mugging for a stupid test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-62386056052386560?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/62386056052386560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=62386056052386560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/62386056052386560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/62386056052386560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day-of-school-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-8389984692368645209</id><published>2008-06-18T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:22:36.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY YISHU :D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;man. i'm first kay. i don't care because you were on the phone with me so i'm first! and the advanced wishes &lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;don't&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;count! HAH. okay you know what, we just want to see you happy :) really. remember okay, both nas &amp;amp; i will always be there and we're very supportive of you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;the builder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;! :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;i remember how i use to like, disturb you all the time. ehhehe. mmm wish you all the best in your studies and may your hair be very very stylo :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hannbin &amp;amp; haiyuan&lt;/span&gt; are both back! :D&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to meet them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but haiyuan was being an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;andrea&lt;/span&gt; is back too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ryann &lt;/span&gt;showed me bunny and it's super super super cute. omg.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; cousin&lt;/span&gt; on sunday. got quite a lot of stuffs! and it's been such a longggggggggg time since i last shopped! really enjoyed it :D&lt;br /&gt;andddd dinner with her,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; brother&lt;/span&gt; and the very funny &amp;amp; lame &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;circle guy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yishu's bday celebration on monday! he was sick so i confiscated his frutips &amp;amp; haribo. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;i missed hanging out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nas &amp;amp; yishu&lt;/span&gt; so much!&lt;br /&gt;we caught the incredible hulk! um. guy movie? but not bad.&lt;br /&gt;and then like we planned a not really surprise kinda surprise for him :D:D:D:D so we got his sec school brothers to come for dinner at fish&amp;amp;co! he was... shocked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went well, right yishu.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been a very good student lately because i started revising. FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eldon, jx &amp;amp; shaun&lt;/span&gt; for being such great study partners! :D we met nicholas today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have alot to be done and i think my sense of urgency is non existent.&lt;br /&gt;jx &amp;amp; shaun claimed that i'm a last minute chiong-er. i totally agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schoolwork plus practices do not leave me with much leisure time :/&lt;br /&gt;like, i need my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;whatever happened to &lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;real&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; holidays which you can sleep at least 8hours a day? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-8389984692368645209?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/8389984692368645209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=8389984692368645209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8389984692368645209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8389984692368645209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-things-first.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-804039933835339208</id><published>2008-06-12T22:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T23:31:55.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been so busy lately! alot of commitments? (yangping, i share with you!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;primers event&lt;/span&gt; on tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;did a next generation thing for our skit. switched roles because i couldn't be narrator. no voice, you see. so i became spideywoman ._.&lt;br /&gt;nicholas very funny!&lt;br /&gt;we took photos after the performance. everyone please look at javian's stocking-ed legs! AHHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE-M8Sz5PI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jlq_fOJYYSM/s1600-h/DSC05432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE-M8Sz5PI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jlq_fOJYYSM/s320/DSC05432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211014635908752626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;javian aka violet! (look. at. LEGS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE-L-b_SJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/XyP1XlDSO9k/s1600-h/DSC05428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE-L-b_SJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/XyP1XlDSO9k/s320/DSC05428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211014619304249490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE-MSLGwPI/AAAAAAAAAME/EOCuDhVVay8/s1600-h/DSC05430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE-MSLGwPI/AAAAAAAAAME/EOCuDhVVay8/s320/DSC05430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211014624602145010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;violets wooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE_I9OTIFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/tbqZOvNWhcc/s1600-h/DSC05438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE_I9OTIFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/tbqZOvNWhcc/s320/DSC05438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211015666950414418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bjorn: all the girls come come! *stretches hands*&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PTN&lt;/span&gt; thing yesterday and i got to be game master for captain's ball:D it was pretty o-kay but i helped jx and shaun at the chop chilli chop station halfway! very fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking from area A to F was NOT fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended up staying for the BBQ because of the food. lol. we ate ALOT of sambal stingray :D&lt;br /&gt;we had a talk. we as in bernard, jx, hanrong, shaun &amp;amp; i. we sat at the canal thing! and it was nice having a heart-to-heart (kinda??) talk. watching the sky turn dark &amp;amp; the soft sea breeze with the waves crashing against the shore. awesome, really.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed out with jx and shaun! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE9B18REqI/AAAAAAAAALk/hFz71SR4O_k/s1600-h/11062008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE9B18REqI/AAAAAAAAALk/hFz71SR4O_k/s320/11062008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211013345713394338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was damn windy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE-K89jqFI/AAAAAAAAALs/eCzOFeUYWwA/s1600-h/11062008%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE-K89jqFI/AAAAAAAAALs/eCzOFeUYWwA/s320/11062008%28010%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211014601728305234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE-LTTATyI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Xh5FAj1SNQs/s1600-h/11062008%28011%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE-LTTATyI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Xh5FAj1SNQs/s320/11062008%28011%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211014607723843362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeah, we look like we're emo but we're grinning our asses off but you can't see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFFAJKpJDcI/AAAAAAAAAMk/taokKYXki48/s1600-h/pic+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFFAJKpJDcI/AAAAAAAAAMk/taokKYXki48/s320/pic+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211016770064289218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bernard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;caught&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; kungfu panda&lt;/span&gt; today! it's very nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;prac, dinner &amp;amp; home :D&lt;br /&gt;my partner is mr extremely-nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feet hurts :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;guess what people! YINGBO emailed me back :D:D:D:D:D yes, the very one in US right now! YAY :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-804039933835339208?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/804039933835339208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=804039933835339208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/804039933835339208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/804039933835339208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/06/been-so-busy-lately-alot-of-commitments.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SFE-M8Sz5PI/AAAAAAAAAMM/jlq_fOJYYSM/s72-c/DSC05432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-2628455319915392423</id><published>2008-06-07T00:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T18:30:23.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from camp! (yes, again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before camp i was rushing haematology project and stuff. i think my holiday schedule's really packed. and i'm hoping i'll have enough time to mug for exams because the modules aren't easy and like, who suggested the MST thing? i rather have tests where our own lecturers fix the dates? it's not that hectic that way right. my MST timetable's screwed up too. clashes of papers? really lame. and MST feels so.. secondary school. like CA right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was digressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i fell sick during the camp but you know what, i really enjoyed the camp! :D:D met really nice people and some not-so-nice ones but overall, it was great! seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was in the same group as andrea! thank god. samba! :D&lt;br /&gt;i think our group wasn't very on &amp;amp; enthusiastic. umm yeah. until the party night? it was an eye-opener i guess. lol the 3 of us went off to sit at the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;night walk's woooooh! quite fun. and funny? everyone slept at like, 6AM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and actually there's no need to wear pjs?&lt;br /&gt;i looked damn funny pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy that fannydarling love her presents! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to play jigsaw!&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's nice to know you're not alone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SEpeMFdkoKI/AAAAAAAAALU/06qPm3gKyyI/s1600-h/vid+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SEpeMFdkoKI/AAAAAAAAALU/06qPm3gKyyI/s320/vid+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209079480725053602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what happens in project rooms. man, we're slack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SEpepaiav4I/AAAAAAAAALc/TnElUrT6kU8/s1600-h/vid+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SEpepaiav4I/AAAAAAAAALc/TnElUrT6kU8/s320/vid+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209079984598728578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yangping &amp;amp; aaron have affections for each other :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this was taken during camp! and like i so don't want to leave early but i've to?&lt;br /&gt;see, so many things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway during the camp, i kept telling yp, don't chap, don't chap. that was what i tell myself too. because our juniors have to learn how to lead don't they? we can't always help them and tell them what to do. in the past, our seniors don't even tell us anything and we ended up fine, don't we?&lt;br /&gt;guess what. in the end.. both of us lectured the campers. sigh. didn't want to but it had to be done and yp was scared they'll be mad at us so i've to start the talk. it wasn't easy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i've ranted enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-2628455319915392423?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/2628455319915392423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=2628455319915392423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2628455319915392423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2628455319915392423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-from-camp-yes-again.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SEpeMFdkoKI/AAAAAAAAALU/06qPm3gKyyI/s72-c/vid+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-5726015870439474819</id><published>2008-06-04T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T01:11:46.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;last day of school&lt;br /&gt;lepak with yishu at town&lt;br /&gt;bumped into jj&lt;br /&gt;subway meltz&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;metbiochem test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;rest-at-homee&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;heavy heavy rain&lt;br /&gt;cramps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;project meeting&lt;br /&gt;finished video stuff&lt;br /&gt;tofu!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;cramps again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;sex &amp;amp; the city&lt;br /&gt;made of honour&lt;br /&gt;nas&amp;amp;yishu&lt;br /&gt;starbucks&lt;br /&gt;cousincousin&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;lousy appetite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;itmc camp!&lt;br /&gt;slight tan&lt;br /&gt;crystal jade&lt;br /&gt;three musketeers&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;lame excursion&lt;br /&gt;waking up VERY VERY early&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-5726015870439474819?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/5726015870439474819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=5726015870439474819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5726015870439474819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5726015870439474819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-d-last-day-of-school-lepak-with.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-2675235321042546704</id><published>2008-06-02T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T02:02:08.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it all came flooding back,&lt;br /&gt;and it wouldn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, don't go&lt;br /&gt;stay here with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-2675235321042546704?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/2675235321042546704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=2675235321042546704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2675235321042546704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2675235321042546704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-all-came-flooding-back-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-1235594587495470090</id><published>2008-05-28T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:12:18.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;photos thanks to clement! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SD1Vo-Udt1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/gaQ2XkvZoH0/s1600-h/CIMG2815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SD1Vo-Udt1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/gaQ2XkvZoH0/s320/CIMG2815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205410906722121554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SD1WI-Udt2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/4KOyHS8rvUM/s1600-h/CIMG2816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SD1WI-Udt2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/4KOyHS8rvUM/s320/CIMG2816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205411456477935458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;whee! (at robertson quay area :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SD1WJeUdt3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/ulKVQtflDQ4/s1600-h/CIMG2818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SD1WJeUdt3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/ulKVQtflDQ4/s320/CIMG2818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205411465067870066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;captain planet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SD1WJ-Udt4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/_5tr9XiwZsk/s1600-h/CIMG2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SD1WJ-Udt4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/_5tr9XiwZsk/s320/CIMG2823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205411473657804674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we completed all! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;i sit everywhere because DAMN TIRED OKAY. and look, eyebags ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SD1WKeUdt5I/AAAAAAAAALE/6e6ZJt1NbXw/s1600-h/CIMG2824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SD1WKeUdt5I/AAAAAAAAALE/6e6ZJt1NbXw/s320/CIMG2824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205411482247739282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hello, gorgeous border collie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SD1WK-Udt6I/AAAAAAAAALM/HXY--c-PmhY/s1600-h/CIMG2825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SD1WK-Udt6I/AAAAAAAAALM/HXY--c-PmhY/s320/CIMG2825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205411490837673890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beagle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn random but i ate 5 times today! :/&lt;br /&gt;like breakfast at home (bread), breakfast in school (prawn mee), lunch (mac), post lunch? (ramly) and dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yishu sent me home today after lepak session and it was superly nice! miss you guys! can't wait for movies &amp;amp; shopping! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-1235594587495470090?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/1235594587495470090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=1235594587495470090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1235594587495470090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1235594587495470090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/05/photos-thanks-to-clement-d-breakfast.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SD1Vo-Udt1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/gaQ2XkvZoH0/s72-c/CIMG2815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-6882216312165727034</id><published>2008-05-26T20:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:47:30.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ITCHY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;will try to meet up with you guys soon :D the usual people loves you and we'll be here if you wanna share anything okay okay :) and don't slack already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few days have been crazy! there's so much things i want to blog about! haha. so i'm going to do a day by day thing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks so muchh &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;donglin&lt;/span&gt; for lending me his lappy :D and bringing it to school specially for me! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peer mentoring was much better, i think. got to talk to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;aris, ernest &amp;amp; jonathan&lt;/span&gt; about the buddy class's stuffs, general dbs stuffs and anything else! it was nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was also the day i've to teach for pathology. i was a wee bit nervous at first but it went pretty okay! :) i hope i taught well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;primers camp! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don't know me, i love love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; camps! seriously! :D&lt;br /&gt;i was in the incredibles family! violet! :D with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;andrea &amp;amp; christabel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;violet wooh!!&lt;br /&gt;members: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;guojun, zy, andrea, christabel, bjorn, albert, javian, gloria, meiyu, jeremy, daniel, santosh, amanda, shi guan and i :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icebreaking was fun &amp;amp; hilarious! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bernard &amp;amp; shaun&lt;/span&gt; have to do forfeit and it was LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and then we had mass games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND I GOT RAMMED BY A SOCCER BALL. IN THE CHEST. REALLY HARD.&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;javian&lt;/span&gt;, obviously not on purpose. i swear all the air got knocked out and i had to sit down. it hurted and it felt uncomfortable. my abdomen hurted as well. but heck! haha. javian was damn scared, i think!&lt;br /&gt;slept at about 1+ and like, i didn't sleep well :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sorry andrea i kicked your head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp continues and breakfast was... prata. i died. seriously. and then... there was soyabean. die x 2. i was soooooooooo hungry okay! :(&lt;br /&gt;luckily&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; nas &lt;/span&gt;helped me! :D:D thank you sihah! love you!! she's damn niceeeeee! bought me sandwich &amp;amp; green tea! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played guess the murderer! :D got it right.&lt;br /&gt;violet rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingo/mass games again! :D:D damn fun! and we kept running about!&lt;br /&gt;the thought of getting into top 3 spurred us to play harder :D&lt;br /&gt;and i got paint all over my face because they needed a girl to have her face drawn and like, zy volunteered me so i was like, okayyyyyy. i was supposed to be doraemon. uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gala night was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bernard&lt;/span&gt; bore a significant resemblance to helen parr. seriously! chio. and they gave him uh, mammary glands. HAHAHA. obviously violet didn't lose out too kay!&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; javian&lt;/span&gt; was pretty hot! and like he tried to flirt with the audience! HAHAHHA. he had thongs on LOLLL.&lt;br /&gt;captain planet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bjorn&lt;/span&gt;'s damn sporting too! he got his face slapped and smeared with paint for our commercial. woooh. rewindddddd replay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left at about ten plus. was damn reluctant to leave because i really enjoyed myself during this camp. but i don't have a choice, do i? there's clarke quay 20 the next day.. so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got about 3hours of sleep. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;yishu&lt;/span&gt; woke up and i uttered nonsense to him. like duh. would have overslept if he didn't call me. thanks :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;donglin&lt;/span&gt; at lakeside!&lt;br /&gt;i felt bad because he accompanied me so we reached clarke quay at 7 and he's meeting his group mates at 7.30 :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cup noodles for breakfast before the treasure hunt started. lol. talk about slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;nicholas&lt;/span&gt; before starting on the race :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was FREAKING TIRING.&lt;/span&gt; even though we had breaks (uhh we had big gulp &amp;amp; starbucks LOL.) and we walked but the distance was HUGE. as long as we enjoyed ourselves, the results don't really matter, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we completed the whole thing! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;felt this big sense of accomplishment.. everyone was really tired already, especially those who had camps (&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;andrea, nicholas &amp;amp; i&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played with two adorable dogs &amp;amp; boat quay area :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the whole thing we just sat around the prize presentation area and they played daidee. i played &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;jx&lt;/span&gt;'s psp cos i suck at daidee :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dragged our asses to central because the performance was cancelled. had gems group meeting minus &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;jeejun&lt;/span&gt;. super last minute! but better than nothing, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mum &amp;amp; dad&lt;/span&gt; called! and my dad was asking me to get vitamin supplements from gnc ahahhahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;nas&lt;/span&gt;'s workplace:D:D:D:D:D:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and I DID NOT NAP. omg right. yeah. touched up gems presentation and wrote the script for narrator before i slept at 12+. can you imagine how exhausted am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;violet won 2nd! :D and best family! :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;violet woooooooooooooooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early for a last-er last minute meeting but majority were late -.-&lt;br /&gt;it went okay? i was quite scared because our skit paled in comparison to the rest. c'mon man, we don't get to meet. unlike the other groups because everyone's from the same course..&lt;br /&gt;in the end we scored an A so. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to grab breakfast with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;andrea&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her nyongnyong cafe&lt;/span&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napped for a bit at colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dissected frogs for practical and i kinda freaked out because the frog moves after we took out its heart. no, i did not do it.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to do another frog but i was.. scared?&lt;br /&gt;shit. how am i gonna be a vet like this?!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing about today is finding out i've ZERO lessons tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-6882216312165727034?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/6882216312165727034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=6882216312165727034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6882216312165727034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6882216312165727034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/05/past-few-days-have-been-crazy-theres-so.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-1070757997932821476</id><published>2008-05-21T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:25:59.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1)&lt;br /&gt;talked to branden (!)  yesterday on msn. and we talked about benben! :) i swear he's such a sweetie! HE ASKED ABOUT ME FROM TIME TO TIME. HAHAHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;nyehnyeh.&lt;br /&gt;so happy okay :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;i'm NOT frail.&lt;br /&gt;not skinny either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;i suck at daidee.&lt;br /&gt;BUT i won a few times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;yishu met us today!&lt;br /&gt;the three of us spent a longgggg time chilling out, being high, looking at funny people, catching up and talking about lame stuffs etc.&lt;br /&gt;felt good. really really good :D&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go shopping with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;br /&gt;prac was .... funny?&lt;br /&gt;and awkward. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rambut setan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;br /&gt;DONGLIN has a photo of my x'mas card envelope in his phone!&lt;br /&gt;so happy!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;br /&gt;dinner with andrea and bernard after briefing session was nice!&lt;br /&gt;sambal stingray &amp;amp; kankong!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;talked about funny names! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;i received zuhui's love letter today! super sweet. really really made me smile when i reached home all exhausted :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks, girl!&lt;br /&gt;hope to see you around school :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-1070757997932821476?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/1070757997932821476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=1070757997932821476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1070757997932821476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1070757997932821476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/05/1-talked-to-branden-yesterday-on-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-2357456012081278315</id><published>2008-05-19T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:23:41.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.peta.org/swf/fur_farm.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" height="255" width="335"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.furisdead.com/pledge-furfree.asp?c=cfsv"&gt;Pledge to go fur-free at PETA.org.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried like shit when i watched this. how can human be so cruel? so heartless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone go pledge to be fur free!&lt;br /&gt;help the animals, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-2357456012081278315?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/2357456012081278315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=2357456012081278315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2357456012081278315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2357456012081278315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/05/pledge-to-go-fur-free-at-peta.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-4072783085351315323</id><published>2008-05-19T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:10:34.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sunday afternoon @ coffeebean was great :D&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i've cheered you up tofu! i hate it that you're unhappy, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you put me on the phone in the early hours of the morning with someone who's high... the chances are that i'm damn likely to get high too.&lt;br /&gt;crazy, crazy night.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i ended up sleeping at 4plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and finally, the cat's out of the bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study session with yangping today was a failure i guess. couldn't really concentrate and besides i was really sleepy &amp;amp; tired.&lt;br /&gt;we ended up at town and then jp :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when i get blamed for something i didn't do.&lt;br /&gt;being unappreciative is already making me feel cranky at times and i put up with it. and now, you give me shit.&lt;br /&gt;fine, no more being nice to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-4072783085351315323?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/4072783085351315323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=4072783085351315323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4072783085351315323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4072783085351315323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunday-afternoon-coffeebean-was-great-d.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-8762789980730848103</id><published>2008-05-17T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T22:06:10.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another tiring week! but i kept my energy level up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;videoshoot on tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;freaking hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;my group's so spontaneous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love thursdays!&lt;/span&gt; because there's practice :D&lt;br /&gt;it was really fun. and i so so regret not joining earlier but whatever, at least i'm going now right :D hahaha. and after practical, andrea &amp;amp; i had kfc! chilled for a bit after that cos she's waiting for her dad and i was feeling lazy. mmm. and bumped into zhiwei. and his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN I FORGET THIS.&lt;br /&gt;we had our first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haematology practical&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;and like we've to prick our fingers using those lancet with shapes of those blades you see in pen knives. my partner was junxian! and like the first time he pricked my finger, it hurt like crazy. numbing pain &amp;amp; i can feel my pulse at the gash.&lt;br /&gt;there was blood everywhere on my finger &amp;amp; on jx's gloves.&lt;br /&gt;the second time was better i guess :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pricked jx's fingers twice too. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry! i hope it didn't hurt too badly :&lt;/span&gt;/ and he's damn nice and accomodating, okay? it makes me feel guilty. but i got quite a lot of blood sample from him, which is good! did full blood count &amp;amp; thank god, i was normal.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time ever, i sat in front for gembio. HAHAHHAHA. with nas &amp;amp; ayu and andrea&amp;amp; bernard! and to think that i thought we're mad for jumping from the back straight to the front seats but no, mr bo chup was even better. he sat at the first row okay. crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;thank you nas for lending me gembio notes! :D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peer mentoring was scary.&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty scary when they ask you questions. those which you know the right answers but yet, you have no idea how to explain it to them. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathology tutorial after that.&lt;br /&gt;what can i say. it was nerve wrecking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;thank you, you guys for waiting for me! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HC dance night rocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;thanks so much carlos for asking &amp;amp; inviting me and then, helping me to get tickets for my friends &amp;amp; i! :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had no idea carlos was THAT good lo. i'm dead impressed!&lt;br /&gt;and why are my friends all so skinny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their dance night was SUPERB and the 4 of us really enjoyed the whole thing! and yeah, the dances were great! really really good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bumped into shaun! the junior! and he was so nice! because there was an intermission. then he went out already but when he get back i was like, actually i wanted to ask you to help me fill my water bottle.. but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;then. he offered to do it! omg right. so nice right! right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;thanks shaun :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get a chance to talk to carlos but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked andrea out! then shaun teo, not junior shaun, went to take bus home and i boarded 174.&lt;br /&gt;i got down the next stop! cos i saw haiyuan and i was like. press bell! ended up talking for abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN.&lt;br /&gt;i met hewlett! and his junior! hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;we ended up cabbing together cos it was late already. say, 10.30? and we live around the same area that's why.&lt;br /&gt;haiyuan sent me home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;:D thanks so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy saturday.&lt;br /&gt;i did nothing but sleep today.&lt;br /&gt;and read my book.&lt;br /&gt;and sleep some more.&lt;br /&gt;and text yishu when i'm up.&lt;br /&gt;and eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;the life of a pig. tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-8762789980730848103?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/8762789980730848103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=8762789980730848103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8762789980730848103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8762789980730848103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-tiring-week-but-i-kept-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-5664431613523378368</id><published>2008-05-13T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:13:43.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>really stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the problems &amp;amp; stuffs came at a go.&lt;br /&gt;how do you expect me to handle every single damn thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that, and the questions &amp;amp; confusions.&lt;br /&gt;how? tell me, how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-5664431613523378368?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/5664431613523378368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=5664431613523378368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5664431613523378368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5664431613523378368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/05/really-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-650326982856765856</id><published>2008-05-12T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T23:25:09.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hate it when people bully my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER HATE IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;yp&lt;/span&gt; for helping me with my lappy screen :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was great today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss classes with nas &amp;amp; yishu! &lt;/span&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;you guys know you'll always have this damnnnnnn special place in my heart right :D:D and i really really really really enjoy every moment with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's definitely fun with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;andrea, bernard, nic and gang&lt;/span&gt; but you know, it's different. not in a bad way but it's just different? thank god they loosened up a little. more laid back now... which is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chat with andrea &amp;amp; bernard after the night class was so nice! :D and very funny. hehehheheheheh. ahem soil. ahem ahem. mark attendance. hehehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;to my pink friend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;cheer up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;you know i really love you as a friend! and i can't stand it to see you sad like this! don't let history repeat itself again alright? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;pull yourself together, cheer up and be positive! and everything will work itself out in the end okay? just give it some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;you used to be so smiley &amp;amp; optimistic. don't change that about you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;with love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-650326982856765856?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/650326982856765856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=650326982856765856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/650326982856765856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/650326982856765856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-hate-it-when-people-bully-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-35825535361273879</id><published>2008-05-10T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T21:59:17.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week's been really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was fun!&lt;br /&gt;even though there was a communication breakdown &amp;amp; stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;andrea &amp;amp; i went to yishu's house :D just for a while though. and i saw yishu's baby pics! HAHAHAHHA. okay soo nas and xueyan joined us after their class! :D:D yay!&lt;br /&gt;the busride was pretty boring though. i was sleeping. yishu was sleeping. andrea was sleeping =.= and idk about nas &amp;amp; xueyan but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ironman&lt;/span&gt; was good. loved the effects! it's a very cool movie but the ending's pretty anti climatic. and the last part of the story's not as good as the front.. i feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the four of us minus andrea had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fish&amp;amp;co&lt;/span&gt; for dinner! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;the ambience was good! they had live band :D plus all the good food made me happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;walked to orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yishu sent me home. so nice right :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;wednesday sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to school stoned &amp;amp; i half-slept on the bus &amp;amp; train okay. i was THAT tired.&lt;br /&gt;i slept during my first lecture/tutorial. that's 2 hours for you. ahem. yeah, i didn't half sleep. i just lie put my head on the table and sleeeeeeeeep right through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was much better i think.&lt;br /&gt;we ended early! :D project discussion was fun and we watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gossip girl&lt;/span&gt;! :D HAHAHHAHAHA. my influence. and then they watched southpark while i slept. woke up with leg cramps so i waddled out of the library ._. met zuhui and she laughed at me! (others too but whatever.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first prac was sooooooo nice. i had so much fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks bernard for sorta private coaching andrea &amp;amp; i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I RAN YESTERDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I FREAKING RAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 FREAKING KILOMETRES KAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind the fact that i walked for the last few rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sihah i know you'll be proud of me!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr bo chup's damn funny! just watching him do stuff is like.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i haven't talked to lots of people in ages.&lt;br /&gt;those sec school friends of mine who are so preoccupied with school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not easy to be a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nearly banged into a moving cab yesterday. not the other way.&lt;br /&gt;ahhahahahhahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder i'm ccc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompanied yishu out today! :D&lt;br /&gt;this &amp;amp; that.&lt;br /&gt;drinks @ tango's because he needs his warm-up.&lt;br /&gt;it was really nice:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've so much things on my mind &amp;amp; they're all jumbled up. i feel so confused and idk what to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="305" width="375"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVVfo74jzL0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVVfo74jzL0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="305" width="375"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="305" width="375"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xR8EyPH4cP0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xR8EyPH4cP0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="305" width="375"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D acoustic version!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-35825535361273879?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/35825535361273879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=35825535361273879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/35825535361273879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/35825535361273879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-weeks-been-really-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-1494712420642371341</id><published>2008-05-04T21:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T01:10:14.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my weekend was absolutely fabulous! had so much fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was spent out with tofu in the afternoon! :D had mos burger for lunch &amp;amp; then i bought jack's present from art friend. bumped into a cousin's ex! ._. shopped around in raffles city &amp;amp; marina square. had vanilla ice blended coffee @ killiney's. met denise who's like, working there? yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holland v next! :D&lt;br /&gt;those who came are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jack (duh!), elaine, jingyi, seowchian, bernice, jarrel, tofu &amp;amp; i&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i wanted to give yishu a surprise, i had to dodge and hide behind jack's card when i saw him at the market! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner @ sushi tei :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;birthday celebration for jack :D &lt;/span&gt;he looked very jap now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingyi, elaine, bernice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack, me, tofu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack229.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack229.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nydc cheesecake! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack &amp;amp; his hugeass card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack11.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack &amp;amp; my present! (ps. he loved it so i'm damnnnnnn happy! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we went over to tango's! yishu's workplace :D:D:D yay! i was like so excited okay! cos i know he'll be shocked &amp;amp; everything!&lt;br /&gt;LOLL.&lt;br /&gt;he got stunned? because obviously, he's not expecting me? lol! and i'm damn sure, in his mind he was like YA ALLAHH!KEPALA HOTAK KAU! hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why but it was amusing &amp;amp; it made me damn happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yishu rocks because he's a damn pro bartender!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that, and because of the extra lychee. hehehehhe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QIZHI, I KNOW YOURE GNNA READ THIS. YOU PANGSEH US, ASSHOLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine &amp;amp; seowchian were kinda high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack12.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack13.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jarrel's not-so-secretly in love with bernice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack14.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the rest of the photos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack15.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack &amp;amp; tofu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack15.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jarrel , jack, tofu, jingyi &amp;amp; elaine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack17.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack17.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tofu &amp;amp; seowchian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack18.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack18.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingyi, elaine, bernice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack20.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack20.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack &amp;amp; i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jack21.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/jack/jack21.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D jack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;andrea, bernard, nicholas &amp;amp; i&lt;/span&gt; met up to do project. supposedly.&lt;br /&gt;it became team bonding session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward to 4pm, we went to vivo city!&lt;br /&gt;initially, we just wanted to get starbucks but yeah, we ended up shopping! lol! andrea &amp;amp; i bought very pretty stuffs! :D happy happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw a mannequin-ish girl. pretty scary.&lt;br /&gt;ooh and nicholas &amp;amp; i experienced shock during the train ride O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooked dinner for myself. mushroom &amp;amp; cheese omelette!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cleaned my room &amp;amp; cleared the trash. dumped clothes into the washing machine &amp;amp; did some housework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to do my datasheets! ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-1494712420642371341?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/1494712420642371341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=1494712420642371341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1494712420642371341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1494712420642371341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-weekend-was-absolutely-fabulous-had.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-5680891260034429367</id><published>2008-05-02T18:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T21:35:54.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TGIF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept pretty much the whole day yesterday. woke up at 11+, had lunch &amp;amp; slept again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;what.&lt;br /&gt;don't give me that you're-such-a-pig look okay. the sleep debt i've incurred are very very very large. even then after sleeping so much, i still feel tired o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't read up metabolic biochem. or genetics &amp;amp; mol bio. or haematology.&lt;br /&gt;i totally wasted a day away! like, i need to catch up on gembio &amp;amp; haematology because 0bviously, i didn't listen in class. sigh. i know i shouldn't be doing that! especially now that i'm in year2 and everything's tougher. and i need an at least 3.5 gpa this semester?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's so-so.&lt;br /&gt;metbio chem is superly hard. it's so hard you can cry if you've 2 hours of lecture straight. and i think it's a dry module. lots of memo work &amp;amp; everything :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peer mentoring session was okay? briefing and stuff. i did the diagnostic test and i scored 26/30. shrugs. will meet the mentees next week. kinda nervous? idk if i can teach! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think mr bo chup is freaking funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of people were pissing me off today. like, just being irritating &amp;amp; getting on my nerves?&lt;br /&gt;i'm cranky &amp;amp; snappy as well.&lt;br /&gt;i blame the hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to someone, i'm much better now!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-5680891260034429367?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/5680891260034429367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=5680891260034429367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5680891260034429367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5680891260034429367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/05/tgif-i-slept-pretty-much-whole-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-3253772047220487445</id><published>2008-04-30T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T23:21:42.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know why i tire myself out &amp;amp; not get enough rest. all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-3253772047220487445?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/3253772047220487445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=3253772047220487445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3253772047220487445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3253772047220487445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dont-know-why-i-tire-myself-out-not.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-2592382804102747905</id><published>2008-04-29T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:29:38.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SBcp_5QvjpI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-AEb4vlJGdQ/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SBcp_5QvjpI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-AEb4vlJGdQ/s320/DSC00046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194666872874700434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHHA. took this before i got it cut shorter? i totally forgot about this photo! so yeah. my cousin took it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather over the weekend was super duper good for the beach!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;i spent it at home? ._. saddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was really tiring. lessons from 8am to 9.30 pm. that's 13.5 hours spent in school omg. and we only had 1.5hours break for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;crazy, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gems was fun! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;donglin said the sweetest thing! &lt;/span&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D:DDDDDDDDDDDDDD it made me so happy the whole day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;metbio chem was insane, seriously. i was freaking out because it was 11 and we have to submit the assignment but we have yet to compile everything! O.O 1 hour is short to complete a project/presentation okay.&lt;br /&gt;and there's this syndrome where people have excess ATP to use but it's not utilised so heat energy is produced from the inside of your body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I THINK I HAVE IT.&lt;/span&gt; HOWHOWHOWHOWHOWWWW. you know how sometimes my face's really really red? O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practical was alright but i think dr e have to stop taking me as example? like hello. i can't sing for nuts. and neither will i sing on top of the bukit timah hill yeah? ._. we did ECG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting in for diploma plus lesson with andrea &amp;amp; nic was fun! alot of revision &amp;amp; there's new stuffs which we'll learn next sem so i'm hoping it's useful! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;kidnies.&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHHAHAHHAHHAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up feeling tired!&lt;br /&gt;that's what you get after a long monday and 5 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i got hyper soon! haha! like, after environmental science. *ahemahemahemahem*&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;justina asked where do i get my energy from because i sleep so late &amp;amp; i'm high like, all the time. haha! i really have no idea :/ it's pretty weird so maybe it's the syndrome thing ._. but i do feel tired! when the energy's used up! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;metbio prac was a new experience i guess.&lt;br /&gt;we got andrea to provide us with saliva for samples! HAHA. it's not as gross as it sounds. it's quite tedious though. lots to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yishu came!&lt;/span&gt; :D:D nas couldn't make it but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;andrea, bernard, clement &lt;/span&gt;(ABC. HAHAHAH!) &amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; nicholas&lt;/span&gt; joined us! talked and yeah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes the stuffs he say makes me want to whack him hard. &lt;/span&gt;especially this afternoon. thank god it was alright after that.&lt;br /&gt;but still, it was really nice to meet up! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sent me home! so nice right!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. i waited for the bus with him and yakked nonstop with alot of you-know-whats and i've-to-tell-you-somethings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;duc&lt;/span&gt;! ended up chatting for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so happy today!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-2592382804102747905?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/2592382804102747905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=2592382804102747905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2592382804102747905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2592382804102747905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/hahahhahha.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SBcp_5QvjpI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-AEb4vlJGdQ/s72-c/DSC00046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-7161856978564478961</id><published>2008-04-27T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:06:35.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met fannydarling twice! :D and i had botak jones for lunch with andrea &amp;amp; hanrong :D&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me of the usual people and how we used to meet ever so often? but not anymore due to clashing schedules and all the school stuffs... it's not easy to gather all 7 of us isn't it? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subway for dinner again! :D with yp. he stupidly cut the roof of his mouth. it's pretty bloody. tc kay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into carine! :D:D haven't seen her in ages! it was really nice :) made me recall the first-3-months memories. lollll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a lazy weekend. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;as you can tell, i'm not in a blogging mood. haha. monday tmr! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-7161856978564478961?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/7161856978564478961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=7161856978564478961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7161856978564478961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7161856978564478961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/friday-was-great-i-met-fannydarling.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-3344741382880973603</id><published>2008-04-24T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:57:25.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had an afternoon nap today! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;i was so, so, so tired out even though it wasn't a long day (12.30 dismissal which rocks plus she let us go earlier because WE WERE &lt;u&gt;DAMN&lt;/u&gt; NOISY.)&lt;br /&gt;sleep debt, obviously. late nights &amp;amp; early mornings. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had subway today! :D:D:D with yangping. and we bought takeaway for soon. he said i made his day! :D yay. yp too lah, but whatever. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few days were super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;met up with hannbin &amp;amp; haiyuan on tuesday! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had tea/ chill out &amp;amp; catch up session with bin first before haiyuan joined us. had starbucks! woooohhhhhh. he gave me some of his oreo cheesecake. jealous right. nyehnyehnyeh. haha! AND he lent me his dance jacket. and like, suddenly i just recalled 2b21's attempt to get a class jacket but it failed? yeah. shall try to suggest it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyuan's botak! LOLOLLLL. i can't stop laughing okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i learnt new stuffs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner twice! thai express &amp;amp; asian delight! i love tom yum &amp;amp; xiao long baos. mmmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hy sent me home while bin went for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;it was great, as you can tell :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;nats x-country.&lt;/span&gt; i went, of course.&lt;br /&gt;i experienced alot of emotions, i think. shan't elaborate much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped lunch, got drenched in the rain, waited for his team talk to be done only to see him for that 10minutes, reached home at like, 9.30 utterly shagged &amp;amp; starved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things i do, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really proud of him:) he ran well and did his best for the last time. despite all the expectations from everyone, doing your best is what that matters. the rest doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully you'll cheer up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how it awful it is to feel that you're being taken for granted?&lt;br /&gt;it sucks, especially so if the person's important to you.&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldn't care too much. but sometimes you just can't help it, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day i asked my aunt if she added &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sodium chloride&lt;/span&gt; to my soup.&lt;br /&gt;like,what the heck right. she just gaped at me while my brother snorted into his soup.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;i sound sooooo geeky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love pathology!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind the 3hour long lesson! HAHAHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound super duper geeky now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-3344741382880973603?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/3344741382880973603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=3344741382880973603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3344741382880973603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3344741382880973603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-had-afternoon-nap-today-dd-i-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-3241252772092485620</id><published>2008-04-21T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:57:18.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;school was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up feeling really high &amp;amp; energetic. really rare, considering it's school and it's monday. need i say more? haha. gems was pretty fun, i guess. and metbio too. the whole point is that i really enjoyed school today!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i was super high. IDK WHY!! i just kept laughing &amp;amp; laughing! it was insane? i have no idea where all the excess energy comes from either. no, it's not sugar rush. i had kfc for lunch. and yes, i know i'm not supposed to eat kfc but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during practical i was really tiredddddd. after effects of flu medicine sucks. seriously. and the teacher kept mumbling to herself? like, huh? yeah okay. i wore my new labcoat! happy happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped dawei out for something. even though i was really tired and all. but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;bought godbro's socks for his nats on wednesday too! :D bought him black socks this time round. hopefully it'll give him a confidence boost. haha. it was really nice catching up and everything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i just got off the phone with my mom &amp;amp; dad! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-3241252772092485620?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/3241252772092485620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=3241252772092485620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3241252772092485620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3241252772092485620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/school-was-awesome-i-woke-up-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-572904406442881073</id><published>2008-04-19T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T23:52:56.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SAoPXAtS-bI/AAAAAAAAAKM/lxDeJrPxuDQ/s1600-h/hb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SAoPXAtS-bI/AAAAAAAAAKM/lxDeJrPxuDQ/s320/hb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190978408499313074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;happy birthday bin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my super multi-talented bestie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;thank you, for everything. and i mean e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;after the midnight phonecall and all, i think you know what i want to say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxoxooxoxox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is damn damn damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="305" width="375"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/khFhF64P3VQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/khFhF64P3VQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="305" width="375"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;he's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to see my family doctor today. bro treated me to lunch after that cos i accompanied him to do his medical checkup &amp;amp; x-ray. we waited for ages at sata! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept the entire afternoon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner @ nihon mura. the food's pretty good, i think, for what you're paying. haha. didn't eat much because of my lousy appetite. stupid. being sick makes me unable to enjoy good food which is DAMN RETARDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, i have yet to start on my anatomy datasheet.&lt;br /&gt;kay, nvm. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-572904406442881073?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/572904406442881073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=572904406442881073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/572904406442881073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/572904406442881073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-bin-my-super-multi.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/SAoPXAtS-bI/AAAAAAAAAKM/lxDeJrPxuDQ/s72-c/hb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-6896465836027785976</id><published>2008-04-18T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:34:50.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm freaking sick and i should probably be sleeping right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanging out at weijay's house was fun! even though i was pretty dead and all, i still enjoyed it :) definitely made my day loads better. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his computer KICKS ASS&lt;/span&gt;, i tell you. lol and he looks super cute in his family photo! ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my new labcoat from nus &amp;amp; the baby robbins too!&lt;br /&gt;met fanny and like, i croaked to her. yeah, i sounded that horrible. still do but whatever. raspy man voice hehehhehehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherwin, pls don't be mad already. i promise you, tmr. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-6896465836027785976?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/6896465836027785976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=6896465836027785976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6896465836027785976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6896465836027785976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-freaking-sick-and-i-should-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-5238550798295860028</id><published>2008-04-17T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:47:07.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>caught street kings yesterday with nas &amp;amp; yishu! :D&lt;br /&gt;the movie was fantastic! the plot's awesome, the effects were great, the actors were damn good. it's amazing if someone can shoot THAT well. haha. so, everyone should just pay 6bucks to watch the show at the cinema. seriously. you won't get the full effect if you watch it at home!&lt;br /&gt;i'd give it a 4.5/5.&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i caught a virus. i have sore throat/cough/flu. ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today was yadayadayada. but i had class with nas! soooooooooo happy! :D i was so not listening in class okay? plus, we met our tutor who is really funny! he's damn witty and everything! :D school was o-kay, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what made me happy was that i went back to nanhua! :D&lt;br /&gt;they had elections for exco. can't say who got the most though. confidential! and mrs lim was damn cute! :) aaron joined yp &amp;amp; i afterwards and we talked and crapped in the canteen, laughed at people. haha. then aaron left &amp;amp; liwen met us at clementi! had dinner at sumo house. ziyi &amp;amp; yeeching (?) came! we can't stop laughing!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm scalded myself on the hot pipes.&lt;br /&gt;am i good or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound like shit now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-5238550798295860028?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/5238550798295860028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=5238550798295860028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5238550798295860028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5238550798295860028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/caught-street-kings-yesterday-with-nas.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-1129902988075290309</id><published>2008-04-15T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:30:16.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="305" width="375"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hpytEWcOBjA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hpytEWcOBjA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="305" width="375"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as introduced by yishu.&lt;br /&gt;hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my contacts, like finally. hahha. i wore specs today! very nerdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early dismissal tmr! :D&lt;br /&gt;can't wait. i dread tmr's first lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was. idk. boring? was feeling pretty good &amp;amp; bubbly earlier on but it subsided i guess. even practical was xian, i swear! pipetting. and more pipetting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH i met my gems teacher! last sem's! i think he's very very nice! cool teacher. haha. i can't believe he remembers our names still! :D:D very happy. lol. his presentation skills are fantabulous okay. seriously i think i had the most fun in gems :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late lunch at fc4. bumped into wt.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO? can you not ask me stupid questions? -rolls eyes. thankyou. once and for all, no, I'M NOT ATTACHED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with yishu cos he's taking 185. accompanied and walked him to jj.&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;bumped into a sec school friend with his gf ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dog misses me.&lt;br /&gt;i feel guilty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-1129902988075290309?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/1129902988075290309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=1129902988075290309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1129902988075290309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1129902988075290309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/as-introduced-by-yishu.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-3105800042604741354</id><published>2008-04-14T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:22:33.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. first day of school wasn't as bad as i expected.&lt;br /&gt;gems early in the morning with donglin was pretty okay :) feels like sec4 when we used to sit beside each other. lol. anyway it was a nice surprise that glenn's in the same gems too. same class. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new students in the class. nas in cardiac. we bumped into each other and we started screaming! ahah! like damn happy okay! :D:D and i couldn't recognise jx! and eh. metbio seems... boring? idk! i hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the class is quite squeezy with around 50 students =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with nas and yishu! :D:D:D lunch! ahha. didn't get to eat though. freshies flooded the place? and my break's only 30minutes, which is very short for an 8-5.30 day. passed nas her belated birthday present! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haematology's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to be fun. i hope practicals will be more... enjoyable. haha. and practical's very (idk how to describe it insert any appropriate word here.) and i have to get my fingers pricked&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SEVEN &lt;/span&gt;times. on 4 fingers though. can choose. and i put plasters and drew smiley faces HAHAHHAHA. so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh i hiccuped during prac -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner with duc and yangping. it was damnnnnn fun? kinda. and duc's really damn warm blooded. hahaha. his girlfriend! we had kfc's family feast lol.&lt;br /&gt;they won. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ookay i'm so so so so so tired. 4 hours of sleep kay? what do you think. AND MAN U WON. ahahahhaha. plus plus! my right contact cracked in my eye. and my left one tore in my eye. what the heck man. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had dinner 2x today._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay gdnight everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-3105800042604741354?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/3105800042604741354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=3105800042604741354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3105800042604741354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3105800042604741354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-8906386907016056312</id><published>2008-04-13T06:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T06:06:34.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just went to talk to my maid. she's going back already.&lt;br /&gt;she's on her way to the aiport now.&lt;br /&gt;i feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;because i think i'm not gnna see her again! like it feels so freaking unreal okay?&lt;br /&gt;i feel regret.&lt;br /&gt;because i think i could have been nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's very sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll miss her even though i don't see her THAT much.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i managed to see her before she went off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate separations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed up for goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-8906386907016056312?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/8906386907016056312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=8906386907016056312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8906386907016056312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8906386907016056312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-just-went-to-talk-to-my-maid.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-8240030372339824332</id><published>2008-04-13T03:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T06:03:24.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm thankful for friends like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;haiyuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who replied my text when he woke up in the middle of the night, like asap. and for all the late night chats when i felt on-top-of-the-world high or when i'm feeling awful. i know i can't thank you enough for this. thank you for talking to me even though you're really really tired. and you have no idea how much you made my day when you say talking to me gives you energy! thanks for offering to send/deliver me supper when i said i'm hungry late at night. you're &lt;span&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; sweet and you deserve someone as sweet, or even sweeter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;yangping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for letting me call you kong ba pao. lol, kidding. thank you for waiting for me! like all the time because i always wake up late (it's still holiday for me, okay.) and for accompanying me a lot, for instance when i've a bad craving for kfc and especially when i don't feel like going home! plus, for walking me home although your feet hurts. for laughing at me when i climbed the gate or when i trip (all the time). for putting up with all the bimbo nonsense(seriously). ummmm. and for sharing all the nice movies and songs! :) ninininini! HAHHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;alex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whom i've only seen for about 5 times in my entire life. really. thanks so, so much for actually listening to me rant about stuffs until 3+ in the morning. i think you're very very very and extremely nice to me despite the meeting for &lt;5 times fact. and thank you for the other times for bothering with the my most random stupid stuffs, e.g. cockroaches, blood, homosexuals, lizards, pranks etc. thank you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm drifting apart with some of my friends? i don't know why. haven't talked to you guys in ages.. you guys know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 4.20am and i should be in bed hours ago but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;school's starting SOON, like in approximately 28hours. what the heck. i think my bio clock's very screwed up and i don't see any effort from me to change it back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry, i think.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;gdnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-8240030372339824332?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/8240030372339824332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=8240030372339824332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8240030372339824332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8240030372339824332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-thankful-for-friends-like.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-5779774104663086602</id><published>2008-04-10T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T00:23:53.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/op0mNl52EZo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/op0mNl52EZo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="305" width="375"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love rihanna's new song! it's definitely a change from umbrella and shut up &amp;amp; drive but i think it's much nicer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. been pretty busy these few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompanied yp to cmpb yesterday and security was really tight. being my first time there, idk what to do and ended up looking really noobish. seriously. went to queensway after that cos he wanted to get his squash racket a new grip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 198 down to ac and met weijay on 196 because we switched bus! fated to meet :D everyone ended up late -.- so typical. the people who came: yp, weijay, mok, zuhui, audrey, sa and itchy. dinner @ sumo house. talked, joked and laughed like crazy over stupid stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa's damn damn skinny now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss the usual people alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to nanhua today! :D&lt;br /&gt;I TORE MY CONTACTS. 3rd time. am i good or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met kj at clementi! and winston at nanhua! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaron gf came to meet yp and i at central and we walked there! i really miss the whole school thing. and yes, i think i regretted my choice to go to poly. stop harping on how fantastic and fun jc is, because i know it is. so, shut up already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nh canteen food's the best. have never gotten sick of the food. like, seriously. my school now has 6 food courts and everytime lunch time comes, idk what to eat. everything's boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i digressed too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went for cca.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's soooo tall now! some of them used to be shorter than me okay? then now? omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked to rachel for abit about how things are like and then we got the upper sec members to stay back. it was kind of a dialogue session? at first i was pretty nervous about their response to us because we graduated already and like, what if they think we're meddling? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it ended up being okay :D:D thank god. their response was much better than expected and i hope that this session knocked some sense into them. i hope what we did help. i hope the situation improves. i hope everyone's more committed. i hope everyone enjoys coming to cca. i hope whatever i said make sense. i'm so scared &amp;amp; worried because idk some of the new members. idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where the heck is my self esteem right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i think we were pretty harsh on them but it has to be done.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, like, after that yp, aaron and i hung out at the canteen for quite some time because it rained! and some of the juniors as well :D until *ahemmisssbanahemmmmmmm* chased us out. lol. we got damn high and everything! damn fun and crazy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun lah. seriously. and i got to know more juniors because i go around talking to them when yp talked to the exco! :D:D and during the canteen thing! and there's this damn cute boy. omg. if i want another younger brother, i want him to be like that! lol. serious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think this is a very long post. me love itmc. goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-5779774104663086602?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/5779774104663086602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=5779774104663086602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5779774104663086602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5779774104663086602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-rihannas-new-song-its-definitely.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-3401448263428418724</id><published>2008-04-08T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:05:01.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been blogging alot recently because i'm too lazy! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. anyway, i met up with fanny darling yesterday! :D it was so, so fun. and she looks really girlish now compared to last time! and we went to town because we wanted to shop for school! haha. we wanted to get a bag but in the end, we got way more stuffs than that lol. and yesterday was the only time i bought so much stuffs from FEP. probably the last too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch/ dinner at thai express at city link! and we had tons of fun people watching. we saw this couple quarrel and this guy WALKED AWAY? damn gay. how can a guy do that right?! RIGHT!? super mean. what a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we wanted to get jco donuts but the queue was super long? trashed donut factory like totally okay? haha. go indo! for you guys who don't know, jco's an indo company! :D back in indo i have it every other day. and i'll eat 2 or 3 at a go! haha. it's THAT good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into clement!&lt;br /&gt;and his jco donuts. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after walking around marina, we had starbucks! idk why but java chip frapuccino's a must when we meet up! lol. talked and chatted. caught up. took bus back to clementi together and made a whole lot of noise which probably irritated everyone in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw duc but he walked superly fast and i couldn't catch up with him -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn damn happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rained today. so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i hate rainy days when i have plans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished a book today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay i'm lazy. byeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone! go to freerice.com and do your part!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i donated 20200 rice grains already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-3401448263428418724?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/3401448263428418724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=3401448263428418724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3401448263428418724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3401448263428418724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-havent-been-blogging-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-8502049586815838074</id><published>2008-04-03T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:10:12.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stayed home on tuesday &amp;amp; wedneday.&lt;br /&gt;lousy.&lt;br /&gt;lousy.&lt;br /&gt;lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had peer mentoring training yesterday and today! didn't expect to enjoy it that much but it ended up really fun! i LOVE games/ icebreakers. we played the um-chi-chi game! and it really brought back memories of playing that in jj canteen when we skipped chinese lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so other than games we had workshops too, which was good, i think :) i did the speed reading one! and i won 2 stress balls cos i was fastest :D:D hahaha. i don't really like doing the worksheets.. even though i'm not that good. it's tedious &amp;amp; boring. and i kind of feel inferior to some of those whose grasps of english are damn good. but nevermind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made friends:):) thank god for friendly people. i so need to learn to interact and initiate a conversation! too daooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rained like super heavily yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;this is so random.&lt;br /&gt;OOH i saw park dashing across the road. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i fetched hannbin bestie from jp cos he's having dinner at my house. yepp. and then like we met his junior on the bus who of course, gave him this what-are-you-doing-with-her look.. heck. kay actually he was supposed to come on wednesday! and my aunt cooked ALOT but he fell sick. soulmates k. like sick together. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was funny and pretty weird.&lt;br /&gt;because my aunt went back to indo for qing ming! and she likes hannbin ALOT, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love chatting and just hanging out with him! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the library today, activated my account and borrowed books! made me feel happy because i haven't been reading for a very long time. and i l-o-v-e reading. yeah, bookworm. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks yp for accompanying me! i think i'm damn troublesome ._. and i should stop having the i-don't-wanna-go-home feeling! yeah. thanks for accompanying me again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent an hour yesterday trying to talk sense into a cca junior.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me sad to see him so unhappy with the cca and stuff. like, very kek sim you know.. i don't know if i helped but i hope i did. and i know i stepped down a long long long long time ago and i probably should let the present exco members handle this but i coudn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope he becomes more positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the usual people outing which kinda flopped today. changing day for outings soon! i so miss hanging out with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay i think the entry's very long and wordy so i shall stop here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-8502049586815838074?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/8502049586815838074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=8502049586815838074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8502049586815838074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8502049586815838074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/04/stayed-home-on-tuesday-wedneday.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-6705854638153464843</id><published>2008-03-30T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T02:42:31.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night i talked to hannbin! very happy :D yeah and it's so nice to catch up and stuff. and laugh at all the stupid things. it's funny how we don't feel embarrassed about stuffs with each other yeah. like we've seen each other at the worst and most diu lian possible moments already.. haha.. i'm thankful for a friend like this:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked to haiyuan too. stupid sha mei mei.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA. i know i keep bullying you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fun-o-rama today!&lt;br /&gt;with jarrel, itchy &amp;amp; dawei. yeah. then we joined yangping &amp;amp; isabella halfway when the jarrel &amp;amp; dawei had to leave. and she's like my new friend! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met quite alot of people! some are pretty unexpected but nevertheless, it still made me smile the whole day! :D the weather was really sucky today. hot &amp;amp; humid and then heavy rain afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 4 of us went to soon's condo! :D&lt;br /&gt;got to see mok! haha. so i met up with ALL the usual people except for sa who's away at camp. i hope we can meet up soon :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my timetable and it sucks. seriously. i start at 8 everyday cos i'm gonna take gems on monday mornings. it's either that or killer fridays with only an hour break okay. so i really have no choice. xian. i end mostly at 5. mondays end at 5.30. thank god for that only one wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of getting a part time job now that i can cos i'm a pr already.. and i doubt i will. because of the hectic schedule and stuff. idk.&lt;br /&gt;will see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been feeling really mood swing-y.&lt;br /&gt;lousy, lousy, lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sherwin wants to treat me to ben&amp;amp;jerry's! HAHAHHAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-6705854638153464843?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/6705854638153464843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=6705854638153464843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6705854638153464843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6705854638153464843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-night-i-talked-to-hannbin-very.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-1282099029824331919</id><published>2008-03-27T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:25:39.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met up with nas &amp;amp; yishu yesterday! :D was super happy to meet them! :D&lt;br /&gt;collected my ic.&lt;br /&gt;i think i looked very bo chup in my photo, even more bo chup than the bo chup guy okay.&lt;br /&gt;we made alot of noise when waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fish&amp;amp;co! yishu's treat! thankss! :D&lt;br /&gt;caught up and exchanged stories :D:D it was really great to just hang out &amp;amp; chill, like old times. yeah. realised that we won't get to do this in school again because yishu's quitting and nas chose cardiac tech.. so it's going to be hard what with our different schedules.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;i have no appetite. makes me feel damn xian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah i just feel very mellow. stupid lousy mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-1282099029824331919?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/1282099029824331919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=1282099029824331919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1282099029824331919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1282099029824331919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/03/met-up-with-nas-yishu-yesterday-d-was.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-9077033668752406832</id><published>2008-03-26T01:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T02:12:11.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back in singapore now. it was over too fast, too soon? and yeah, i miss everyone already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahsdgahsidjapwdgahdalsjdlasd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished i could jump, ala jumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY FANNY DARLING :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i think i know what to get you! and because now youre legal, you can accompany me to yishu's workplace! :D may you be blessed with a more flexible and less packed schedule and more meetups with us &amp;amp; the rest of the people unlike last year! :)&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sorry i can't meet you today! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY XUELI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY DUC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhhhh all 3 on the same day okay, 25th march. haven't seen xueli in AGES. and yeah, good luck to duc for the competition today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn sleepy now. i can't believe i'm still up. i sleep really early in indo okay.. like usually before 12 other than some days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm hungry now cos i didn't have supper. ( omg, i sound like a total pig.) i eat 5 times a day there so.... that explains it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn tired now. so, goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R-k_2lZLvmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7fAz3TcZIR4/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R-k_2lZLvmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7fAz3TcZIR4/s320/DSC00033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181743053249691234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-9077033668752406832?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/9077033668752406832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=9077033668752406832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/9077033668752406832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/9077033668752406832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back-in-singapore-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R-k_2lZLvmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7fAz3TcZIR4/s72-c/DSC00033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-6333274639012159455</id><published>2008-03-17T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:00:18.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bday wishes first! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY GODBROTHER DEAREST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D cant believe you're eighteen. we've come a long way yeah? i remember you kept wasting my correction tape -.- all the best for nats! i'll be there! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY JARREL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;may u have good antm &amp;amp; ausntm epsiodes. and house and grey's and desperate housewives and heroes. and idol shows :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY DONGDONG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please buy another hamster to accompany the one we got you! :D hope u had fun in macau (bet u did and bet u gambled!) i like bumping into u in school! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hannbin called me! -.- he was in sp and he wanted to find me. and he said he wasn't blur. yeah, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been eating hell loads! really.&lt;br /&gt;gramps cooked nasi samin and i ate 3 plates of rice for lunch. how about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the best beancurd &amp;amp; ice kachang too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and noodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay im tired cos i cant sleep last night. sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-6333274639012159455?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/6333274639012159455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=6333274639012159455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6333274639012159455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6333274639012159455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/03/bday-wishes-first-d-happy-belated.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-493835065850496434</id><published>2008-03-12T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T13:38:25.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY YANGPING KONG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you got my sms and that's what i wanna say! be optimistic okay? especially now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY XIUWAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking to sherwin on msn now! very happy! hehe. he told me carol &amp;amp; aud going his house study later ._. omgg so fun okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss all my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch 10,000 BC!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to drag my cousins to watch it with me! hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so my cousin told me stuffs about her and this guy! means she trusts me! :D:D:D and the stuffs the guy did are very sweet! they're small gestures but like whoaa. i'm impressed. haha. because they're still young!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy gtg, lunch!&lt;br /&gt;good food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-493835065850496434?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/493835065850496434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=493835065850496434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/493835065850496434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/493835065850496434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-belated-birthday-yangping-kong.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-7256309295442401779</id><published>2008-03-08T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:50:26.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fine, alive &amp;amp; well!&lt;br /&gt;been sleeping omg-ly early. and waking up at around 8 everyday ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ian asked me to sleep over! so so so sweet :D it made me smile the entire night yeah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MICHELLE! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY NAS DEAR! :D:D:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we need to meet up soon! love ya and may you be blessed with happiness! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY WAHTUCK! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hope u didnt spend the day at gym! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUDREY! :D:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i think you get yishu's sms! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry guys i cant sms y'all personally. somethings wrong with my phone or the network! damn sucky. so so sorry :( hope u guys had alot of fun on your special days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-7256309295442401779?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/7256309295442401779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=7256309295442401779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7256309295442401779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7256309295442401779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-people-im-fine-alive-well-been.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-4468620767132776114</id><published>2008-03-02T02:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T04:13:05.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back nanhua! :D:D:D with yangping &amp;amp; stephanie. aaron, adelaine &amp;amp; liwen joined us afterwards. felt pretty happy seeing everyone again and just being in the school itself. like you feel that you belong there. and protected?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know but it feels really really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to jj after that for jj night.&lt;br /&gt;it was A BLAST. and it was insane.&lt;br /&gt;even though not everyone from og4 turned up but hell yeah, we had fun! we were just jumping around &amp;amp; cheering? and even dancing, though i barely remember the moves ._. fendy's my partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather sucked though. it rained so it was cold. after the jumping about, obviously you'll feel hot right. and after that it was back to cold.  was freezing my ass off and my contacts were being sucky. plus headache &amp;amp; all the gnna-be-sick feeling. i think it's just the aftermath of lack of sleep &amp;amp; caught in a rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really really miss school :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch at paragon with gramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with haiyuan after that to pass him part of his present and i gave him this FANTABULOUS pink card because he's a himbo. heh. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;he told me his friends were jealous. HAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with yangping kongbapao after that to get stuffs and had lunch AGAIN cos i'm hungry. thanks for accompanying me :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at soup restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;had a horrible, shitty and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the most aweful night in a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until....&lt;br /&gt;kay i'm not gnna say.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps i love you @ the cathay with sherwin who was sooooooooooooo late.&lt;br /&gt;owe me ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;he wore the shirt! :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mer gramps &amp;amp; bro.&lt;br /&gt;went home, napped because of stupid cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wedding dinner at the M hotel. had 4 glasses of wine ._. food's so-so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R8m2-LECaCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/NwfXsWnzPJo/s1600-h/loosing_colors_by_saligia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R8m2-LECaCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/NwfXsWnzPJo/s320/loosing_colors_by_saligia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172866826249594914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for shoutouts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one who had yesterday and today off, please stop being such a procrastinator. do what you have to do and UPDATE ME. must okay, must!! you have my support yeah :) update the one in india too kayy and help me to tell her about those things! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one who walked home one day because 185 didn't come, thanks so so so much for accompanying me! especially these few weeks. and for layan-ing me &amp;amp; my kongbapao humour. thanks for sms-ing me asking me to sleep cos you know i'm still up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one who made me really proud because of x-country, takecare okay. and don't get mad at him so much. he's a guy so he's clueless. and please just ignore stupidity because it's a complete waste of time. you know we love you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one who now has a penguin to hug, please study kay. remember what your mum said? stop being such a slacker and THROW THE TISSUES IN THE BIN. the person likes you, i swear. and must email me about HER okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one who doesn't know where the heck is pandan loop, didn't manage to meet huh. haha. pink bag wthh. shopping when school's starting! and i have yet to get that pretty purple bag omg. and i hope and wish you the very best with all the weird guys ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one who's trying to get a job, gl. and it's sad we don't get to meet and yeah, our friendship's kinda screwed up and stuff but hopefully it'll get better when i come back. and i'm glad we talked online before i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one who sprained his ankle recently, tc please. you're careless and you know it. don't you deny, you pig. eat more and stop saying you're fat cos you're not. and stay strong, even though people assume and ask about sensitive stuff. i'm here yeah. tc :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one who has alot of committments and tests, thanks for everything. all the sms-es and stuff. and for allowing me to make it up to you. i will, i promise, in one way or another. i know you're happy i'll sleep early back there. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one having a dilemma about overseas studies, hopefully you'll work it out and don't fret or stress over it. don't feel guilty about your decision and everything yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one with the new blog which consists of 3 entries, mug damnn hard kay. don't lan so much and i should have listened to you about the panadol thing. the tail's mine so don't cut it okay. takecare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one tv freak, all the best for the not really upcoming exams. mug hard and sleep earlier or something, you night person. and buy choc digestives because you'll get hungry when you study at night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to everyone,&lt;br /&gt;takecare y'all!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 4.15 and.&lt;br /&gt;i'm off in.. approximately 3 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-4468620767132776114?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/4468620767132776114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=4468620767132776114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4468620767132776114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4468620767132776114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/03/thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R8m2-LECaCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/NwfXsWnzPJo/s72-c/loosing_colors_by_saligia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-2459472601060743832</id><published>2008-02-29T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:16:45.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm freaking tired and my eyes hurt like crazy because they're dry from the lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i've been getting the hot&amp;amp;cold feeling.&lt;br /&gt;sneezed too much.&lt;br /&gt;plus.&lt;br /&gt;stupid headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i amaze myself so damn much because even when i know it's bad for me, i still do it.&lt;br /&gt;i suffer in the end.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smallest thing irritates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't bloody sleep because i'm so stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;idk why i'm stressed.&lt;br /&gt;i feel tense.&lt;br /&gt;i wake up too many times when i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;too many thoughts at the back of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just gnna go.&lt;br /&gt;sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-2459472601060743832?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/2459472601060743832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=2459472601060743832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2459472601060743832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/2459472601060743832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-freaking-tired-and-my-eyes-hurt-like.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-7559839047017513532</id><published>2008-02-29T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T01:32:12.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiyuan bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R8bv7l2gg3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tUX1mvZy1DY/s1600-h/Image109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R8bv7l2gg3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tUX1mvZy1DY/s320/Image109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172085029133648754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;FIFTH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY LI HAIYUAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;still so scandalous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;one of my close and oldest friend, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we went through alot okay!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;we are and were friends..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;though you weren't there for me in some of my hardest times (yes, seriously, because of some idiot. you know who is it okay.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i may hate you for being so stupid because you're manipulated but YOU KNOW I'M STILL HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the late night chats and being so accomodating when i'm sad, angry, disappointed, anxious, pissed and everything else. you've always been willing to listen to me, no matter how tired you are. so you end up skipping class because you can't wake up.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for letting me desiao &amp;amp; bully you all the time. and making you go for manicure with me though it HAS YET TO HAPPEN.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your patience with me. i swear you're the most patient guy i've known, ever. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful to have you as a friend.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-7559839047017513532?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/7559839047017513532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=7559839047017513532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7559839047017513532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7559839047017513532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/haiyuan-bday.html' title='haiyuan bday'/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R8bv7l2gg3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tUX1mvZy1DY/s72-c/Image109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-3034262120836913055</id><published>2008-02-27T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T02:28:17.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY ZUHUI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;me love you even though you didn't pick up my calls   hope u had alot alot alot of fun and enjoyed the day! miss the crazy times in lower sec with you and the girls. hopefully we'll get to meet soon! picnic! LOVE YA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at about 1 today cos yangping called me. and he was like, i'm on my way to school now. wah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met tofu!&lt;br /&gt;talked for quire abit before he left me WTH. luckily yp's match with duc ended right after he left. and we had tug of war (we as in tofu &amp;amp; i) before i let him go. end results: a very red and painful right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIACHENG PULLED MY PONYTAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched soccer match. cj vs ofs.&lt;br /&gt;not THAT exciting but yeah. ofs won by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm.what else.&lt;br /&gt;i'm amazed at keith's squash skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played with this cat! very fat cat. outside jj. and i swear yp was exasperated because i made him wait. sorry! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at gekpoh. didn't eat cos i was feeling sick (yes, i swear. maybe it's guilt but whatever. i really felt SICK ok.) had tehbing! he walked me home and we slacked at the exercise thing. and i played with this lady dog! :D turns out the owner's my uncle's friend? the dog likes me cos she didn't wanna go home! :D lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i whined like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;and i looked like a mad woman on the loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;promises are meant to be kept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay after i went home, i can't freaking log into msn. FREAKING SERVER PROBLEM OR SHIT. MADE ME DAMN IRRITATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AFTER THT.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT BLOODY ACCESS THE SCHOOL MAIL BECAUSE OF FREAKING HOTMAIL. THANKS SO DAMN MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;TRIED LIKE HELL OKAY. AND I OBTAINED ACCESS AT LIKE 1+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to say.&lt;br /&gt;pretty happy with my results and i screwed bioPHYSICS up. there's a reason why i chose BIOmedical science and not physics yeah?&lt;br /&gt;that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to those who did well and jiayou to those who are not happy with your results! don't be disheartened yeah? there's always next sem :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-3034262120836913055?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/3034262120836913055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=3034262120836913055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3034262120836913055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3034262120836913055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-belated-birthday-zuhui-me-love.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-7800248634872369028</id><published>2008-02-25T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:12:07.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R8LakF2gg2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/bz4iVA4u-ro/s1600-h/boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R8LakF2gg2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/bz4iVA4u-ro/s320/boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170935635755696994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 2 fantabulous days in a row! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, i met carol for lunch :D had a freaking awesome time. caught up and joked like crazy while having BK. went to her house and her cousin brought this super super cute 6months old maltese terrier over :D it's called snowy and it's OMG-LY cute. i can lift it up easily with a hand, yeah, it's THAT small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so love carrying it around :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was a lazy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept damn early, like 9+ PM okay. but i woke up at about 12 and couldn't sleep till 3plus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i woke up at 9 today ._.&lt;br /&gt;because i have to go down to immigration. and the whole thing took me 5 bloody hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i exhausted my patience. totally.&lt;br /&gt;it's 5 damn hours of crossing my right leg and switching to left and then right then left and the cycle continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yishu had to work so he can't layan me by sms ._.&lt;br /&gt;damn long never talk to him already!&lt;br /&gt;and i miss nas &amp;amp; yishu!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so after that i helped this pri school kid find her parents and she was crying like crazy omg. scary. took me quite some time but thank god i wasn't late for darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with fanny darling.&lt;br /&gt;because someone else need some ME time.&lt;br /&gt;was so updating her with the stuffs! like what's up with our friends and the happenings... shopped in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fanny wore noisy FLAT shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a pink bag. damn bimbo ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i bought the furry shoes thing for my aunt for winter in china!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with yangping for dinner and the 3 of us had subway. fanny thought he looked like ahemahem which is so insulting, really.&lt;br /&gt;joked about until fannydarling had to leave cos she's a mummy's girl. HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-7800248634872369028?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/7800248634872369028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=7800248634872369028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7800248634872369028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7800248634872369028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-man.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R8LakF2gg2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/bz4iVA4u-ro/s72-c/boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-4137423143614196577</id><published>2008-02-23T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T23:55:35.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ummmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked to sam last night. YES, that samuel c'hng. obviously he's feeling troubled that's why he called right. stupid friend. and obviously again, i listened and gave him advice despite the fact that he doesn't give a damn about his friends unless he needs them.&lt;br /&gt;why the heck do i bother.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;okay, fine.&lt;br /&gt;takecare dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to get my formalities done today but i realised it can only be done on weekdays ._.&lt;br /&gt;sorry yangping!&lt;br /&gt;we were enthu-ing smack down raw because his friend lent him psp. HHAA. fat ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we went down to simlim to get the stuffs my dad wants!&lt;br /&gt;walked around for quite a bit and WE HAD NICE DESSERTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kong ba PAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with bro for dinner. had hotplate culture at marina. ala carte.&lt;br /&gt;omg we just kept ordering food?&lt;br /&gt;ate a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a while later i got hungry again. xian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into junjie, who's like an ex classmate from primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a fabulous time today! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-4137423143614196577?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/4137423143614196577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=4137423143614196577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4137423143614196577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4137423143614196577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/ummmmmmmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-8794470153840696631</id><published>2008-02-23T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T14:07:20.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling so uninspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with brother a few days ago. he got lots of stuffs? haha. and we had damn good food that day! ajisen ramen &amp;amp; crystal jade. i ate the whole long of xiao long bao myself ._.  bumped into qizhi &amp;amp; shiping. qz sauntered in please and he was so un-observant, that loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with yangping yesterday. was having an awfully boring day, with a lack of appetite and mood to do any single thing.&lt;br /&gt;we had pizza hut!&lt;br /&gt;carbs make you happy. so i had pasta. and pepsi, which will supposedly make me high.&lt;br /&gt;after that set meal we had, we got sushi &amp;amp; bubble tea. and yp got old chang kee.&lt;br /&gt;man, we ate alot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gtg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. should i go back on thursday alone or sunday with my grandparents?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-8794470153840696631?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/8794470153840696631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=8794470153840696631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8794470153840696631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/8794470153840696631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-feeling-so-uninspired.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-3921359018923915775</id><published>2008-02-22T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T00:08:40.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been sleeping at weird hours. like sleeping at the time when normal people wakes up instead? anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to hwachong's dramafeste today. it was great! and alex's a freaking good scriptwriter. hmmm. i really enjoyed it. and it lasted for around 2hours plus? the emcees were good by the way. and the plays too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met carlos. and jiayi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks kaiming's mum for sending me home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost the blogging mood ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-3921359018923915775?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/3921359018923915775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=3921359018923915775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3921359018923915775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/3921359018923915775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-been-sleeping-at-weird-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-4542729049996934523</id><published>2008-02-18T21:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T16:38:25.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168313558221488962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R7mJzF2gg0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/OQYFh5jaGkU/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; carol and i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168313781559788370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R7mKAF2gg1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/JQJTf84sVPo/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;joejoe! and i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(i look funny.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shoutouts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to the one going to india tmr, please tc of yourself while you're there. sms me if theres anything or if you feel homesick yeah:) i'm gnna miss you so, so much. write in your diary if you're feeling down okay! it helps really! and have alot of fun and share with us when you're back! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to the one who's working his ass off because he knows what he wants, idk when i'm gnna see u again. so, do takecare too. don't eat lemsip/lemzip (?) when you're sick, go see a doc! and don't work out too, otherwise u might faint and someone who cuts the grass have to save u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to the one in np, mugging very hard right now to the point his life no longer exists and neglects all his friends, all the best and good luck! plss don't stress THAT much and remember to sleep well and eat enough. don't tired yourself out okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one going out on a date on saturday, all the best to you too. and don't think so much anymore ok? stop blaming yourself too. you did your best and that's what that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to the one going on a date to watch p.s. i love you tmr, grow up and stop being cheated by girls. HAHA. have much fun and stop feeling guilty because the past ain't your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to the one who got injured, tc and stop being so careless. i know you're a sportsman but be careful okay. hopefully you're fine soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one whose back got hurt, lie down and stop moving around so much. don't play sports first! and i'm not naggy okay. it's because i care that's why! tsk. tc yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to the one who keeps going out with her bf, i hope we all can go to the class! then we can see each other on weekly basis! :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to the one who's going to really train for nats, i've faith in you. always have and will always do. try your best and that's it. i'll be there for nats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to the one junior who's closer to me than the other, it's sad we didnt get to meet on vday but. soon okay? soon! i miss you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to the one whom i met on vday, i miss you alot and i hope we meet soon despite your very busy schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-4542729049996934523?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/4542729049996934523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=4542729049996934523' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-6029980624150594843</id><published>2008-02-16T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T14:08:36.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tomorrow Never Comes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If I knew it would be the last time that I'd see you fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;I would tuck you in more tightly, and pray the Lord your soul to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew it would be the last time that I'd see you walk out the door,&lt;br /&gt;I would give you a hug and kiss, and call you back for just one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew it would be the last time I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,&lt;br /&gt;I would tape each word and action, and play them back throughout my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew it would be the last time, I would spare an extra minute or two,&lt;br /&gt;To stop and say "I love you," instead of assuming you know I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just in case tomorrow never comes, and today is all I get,&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say how much I love you, and  I hope we never will forget.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young or old alike,&lt;br /&gt;And today may be the last chance you get to hold your loved one tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?&lt;br /&gt;For if tomorrow never comes, you'll surely regret the day&lt;br /&gt;That you didn't take that extra time for a smile, a hug, or a kiss,&lt;br /&gt;And you were too busy to grant someone, what turned out to be their one last wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold your loved ones close today, and whisper in their ear,&lt;br /&gt;That you love them very much, and you'll always hold them dear.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to say "I'm sorry," "Please forgive me," "thank you" or "it's okay."&lt;br /&gt;And if tomorrow never comes, you'll have no regrets about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Norma Cornett Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thanks yishu, for sharing with us :D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-5726466265636389036</id><published>2008-02-15T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T00:06:40.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i had a freaking awesome vday!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;thanks all, for the sweet messages and wishes! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;shan't elaborate much but i caught jumper! :D and hayden christensen is damn hot. rachel bilson too! there's no storyline though. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met some people! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised everyone's at town when i got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had usual people outing today minus mok because he has tuition. today's outing was xian. idk why. jarrel and i were in yellow. wtheck. random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had dinner at jss. boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-5726466265636389036?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/5726466265636389036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=5726466265636389036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5726466265636389036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/5726466265636389036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-had-freaking-awesome-vday-ddd-shant.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-7732796709081328307</id><published>2008-02-14T01:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T02:38:18.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIONGAIK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really funny how we started off as enemies and yet, now, we're buddies who see each other weekly. we've became part of the friday &amp;amp; usual people and i'm thankful that we're friends:D best wishes for your upcoming exams and change of course! :D ANDANDAND, lucks for getting a girl! :D&lt;br /&gt;love ya buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WANGQIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chalet was alright. very little food yeah?&lt;br /&gt;the three of us got lost! ended up cabbing there lol.&lt;br /&gt;watched dvds.. and lepak-ed till 5+am before we decided to sleep and wake up at 8am? because we wanted to go to the beach! but we woke up at ... 11+ HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks nas for the superb brownies :D:D&lt;br /&gt;thanks yishu for giving up your blanket for me in the middle of your sleep :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random stuffs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i haven't had dinner at home for the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. nas swears ALOT when she plays STRESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i miss vday in school. secondary school, to be exact.  i miss the giving of stuffs to friends, the chocolates, sweets and letters, the hugs and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i bought marks&amp;amp;spencer's cookies. (yes, nas, THAT ONE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i haven't talked to haiyuan for ages. ages = a week or so? LOL. okay, i just did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i'm the first to call SA up to wish him a happy bday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i nearly fell down countless times today, tripped and scalded my hands :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. my dog's sleeping in my room tonight! :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. nas gave me cute clips! :D:D thanks so so so much! love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i played with this stray cat on monday when i went back to school. it jumped up on the bench and sat on my lap! :D:D it loves me okay! :D hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy vday y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to all my friends, i love you guys! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-7732796709081328307?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/7732796709081328307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=7732796709081328307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7732796709081328307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/7732796709081328307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-siongaik-dd-its-really.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-4803081515271328280</id><published>2008-02-11T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T11:32:35.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;was feeling lousy, bored and resltess last night.&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;a really unexpected sms came at around 12plus and it cheered me up!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so.&lt;br /&gt;saturday was a long day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of us went over to zuhui's house at  around 10! audrey, ziyi, jarrel, itchy, mok came :D and like, everyone looked  very nice! especially itchy! :D he looked buff. and we all whacked him in the  lift lol. had really nice food! mok forgot to bring oranges! haha. played  blackjack, took lots of photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks zuhui for being such a good host!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos from my camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture081.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/Picture081.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zuhui's cute paper plates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/Picture001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey and i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture084.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/Picture084.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group photo:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture087.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/Picture087.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being spastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture090.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/Picture090.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at itchy's face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/Picture091.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itchy, jarrel, i :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture093.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/Picture093.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zuhui and audrey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/Picture094.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mok and i! (he was on a winning streak!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture096.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/Zuhui%20house/Picture096.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn spastic lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then audrey, jarrel and i went to meet  foyang and then michelle! they both looked very nice. really. and mich brought a  kg of ba gua for *ahem*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being very random, i shall mention that i sat beside 2  ah bengs. and they played around and one of them lie down on the seat beside me  wtheck. i turned around, glared and rolled my eyes at him. there are 2 groups of  bengs. freaking irritating and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, we were meeting gan lao for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who came : sam (! yes, even HE came.), jim, sherwin,  xiaowei, michelle, audrey, jarrel, foyang, donglin, kaijie :D plus ganlao and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had newyork newyork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after mixed up orders and lots of candyfloss (which i love), we were done with lunch! chatted with gan lao for quite a bit. we really missed him! and i think he's the teacher which made me really enjoyed chinese lessons and like the language. yup, he makes a great teacher :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, i hate people who say they'll turn up and then they don't. you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;well, damn you. i won't ask you again.&lt;br /&gt;also, it's tiring to ask people who always can't make it. you just get sick of asking and then getting the same reply everytime.. right? after everything people will just stop asking? this already happened to sam. it's pretty sad and frustating. so. people, prioritise please and stop being such assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture002.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samuel, jim and sherwin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture004.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jarrel and dongdong! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture007.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jarrel and dongdong again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture010.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture011.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act cute. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture014.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherwin and xiaowei, who wore a dress! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture016.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tofu and i! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture017.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tofu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture020.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture020.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candy floss! *happyhappyhappy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture026.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dongdong, kaijie &amp;amp; his cute fringe and ganlao! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture023.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group photo! we all squeezed into a booth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;audrey, xiaowei, jarrel and i went to jp whereas the guys went to play mahjong at sam's house! had teh bing :D yes, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with papa chia and some of the 4/2 peeps at ntuc. they were getting food for the steamboat at night.&lt;br /&gt;we met mrs chia! :D&lt;br /&gt;some of his students from the other batch came as well and they looked very old o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa chia kept trying to matchmake everyone! lol. (kiss, kiss.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos at papachia's house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture037.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture037.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weijay and xiaowei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture040.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture040.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weijay, xiaowei and tofu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture041.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture041.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weijay bullying xiaowei and tofu! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture042.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture042.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weijay &amp;amp; xiaowei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture043.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture043.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaowei &amp;amp; tofu! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture044.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaowei and i! (fine, i tiptoed. happy?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture045.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture045.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaowei wants to make me happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture046.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tofu and i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture049.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaowei, jarrel and i! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture050.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture050.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tofu and i! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture052.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture054.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei and papachia! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture055.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love papachia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture057.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture057.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papachia and i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture058.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture058.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papachia and tofu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture060.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture060.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had coffee bean after that! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY THE WAY. weijay wore the shirt! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos at coffeebean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture069.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture069.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tofu and wei! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture070.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture070.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they looked couple-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture073.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture073.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weijay and i. and i looked damn dao but i dont know why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture074.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture074.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shirt! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture077.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture077.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tofu and weijay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture078.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture078.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaowei and her psp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture079.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v133/sacharissa/CNY%204o3/Picture079.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up really late today. went to dhoby gaut to meet yangping and SUPPOSEDLY sa to get soon's bday present. thanks yeah, sa.&lt;br /&gt;got the stuff and had brunch (at 3.30pm?) at ajisen! had good food! :D&lt;br /&gt;yadahyadah.&lt;br /&gt;I HAD DORAYAKI :D:D&lt;br /&gt;if you don't know what is that, it's the stuff which doraemon always eats. the pancake thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 174 to boonlay. the bus ride was super, super long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i had teh bing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get earphones but something happened? so i'm gnna get it tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a family dinner thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a very long entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. zuhui, audrey, ithcy, michelle and xiaowei! please send me the photos! thanks:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-4803081515271328280?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/4803081515271328280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=4803081515271328280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4803081515271328280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4803081515271328280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/was-feeling-lousy-bore-and-resltess.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-127394401733049645</id><published>2008-02-09T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:11:51.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had an amazing day.&lt;br /&gt;tons of photos :D&lt;br /&gt;will update later.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everyone who made today so wonderful and enjoyable! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. did you ever wonder who your real friends are? and how fragile some friendships turn out to be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-127394401733049645?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/127394401733049645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=127394401733049645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/127394401733049645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/127394401733049645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-had-amazing-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-6499666175850746301</id><published>2008-02-07T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T01:44:10.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>firstly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYANN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;known you since primary4. and you're a man now :D haha. i know u expected the phone call from me at midnight but u should just pretend to not expect it okay. lol. lucks for your exams and more lucks for your accounts! catch up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy birthday samuel, even though u've been acting like a complete asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;right.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i went back to nanhua on cny eve. met alot of people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met up with carol first.. together with peiyu. and then we met mrs b lim! omggggg. it's been so so so long since i last saw her? yeah. :D and i do miss her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i saw wanqing, jessyca, sherwin &amp;amp; his hurt back, jim, nigel, kaijie, zhenghan... AND JOEHAN WHOM I HAVENT SEEN FOR 972354567890876543 DAYS. HELLO JOEHAN! missed you! felt good to see everyone again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i miss nanhua.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;didnt go back to rulang. sigh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reunion dinner @ taka. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it was okay? quite nice to see my aunt.. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;happy CNY everyone! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was freaking hot today and lunch was not that good. and the weather is perfect for a day at the beach wtheck. so unfair. and i met my four legged friends today! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;im very, very, very bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-6499666175850746301?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/6499666175850746301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=6499666175850746301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6499666175850746301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/6499666175850746301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/firstly-happy-birthday-ryann-d-known.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-4071839729844251946</id><published>2008-02-05T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:02:01.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;nas and yishu came to my house today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up at boonlay to get ingredients for our lunch &amp;amp; oreo cheesecake! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nas was late. so yishu &amp;amp; i went to squeeze with all the kiasu aunties at ntuc and got most of the stuffs. then we rented movies! 4 of them! :D watched 2 of them today! unaccompanied minors &amp;amp; trust the man. both are pretty nice but unaccompanied minors was funnier! got some more snacks and cream for the cheesecake at shengsiong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the cooking begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6h5lC3lRnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kuTFD7TR_Oc/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163510650112394866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6h5lC3lRnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kuTFD7TR_Oc/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yishu and the butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6h73S3lRpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NqMK0ZVL5Ww/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163513162668263058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6h73S3lRpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NqMK0ZVL5Ww/s320/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we mashed the oreos! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6h9my3lRrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Dg1WU7g7Seg/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163515078223677106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6h9my3lRrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Dg1WU7g7Seg/s320/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for the crust.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163516027411449538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6h-eC3lRsI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Laq9r1wtWIA/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the crust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163516869225039570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6h_PC3lRtI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Jgmx0WhbRsM/s320/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;cheese. p.s. my nails looked nice :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163518458362939106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6iAri3lRuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/aF4kYE7IgDk/s320/Picture+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;nearly done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163510658702329474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6h5li3lRoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Uq11WqloQ5w/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6h8pC3lRqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/kxSf5gSovW8/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163514017366754978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6h8pC3lRqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/kxSf5gSovW8/s320/Picture+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; marinated chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6iBLi3lRvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3BwGb-MMXWE/s1600-h/Picture+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163519008118753010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6iBLi3lRvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3BwGb-MMXWE/s320/Picture+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stir fried chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6iB2C3lRwI/AAAAAAAAAJE/g_UcfJe9lgw/s1600-h/Picture+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163519738263193346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6iB2C3lRwI/AAAAAAAAAJE/g_UcfJe9lgw/s320/Picture+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our beehoon soup and meatballs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6iCfy3lRxI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SDgJAWOfCfA/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163520455522731794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6iCfy3lRxI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SDgJAWOfCfA/s320/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kailan with sambal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6iDGi3lRyI/AAAAAAAAAJU/K_7GdIu7YOY/s1600-h/Picture+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163521121242662690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6iDGi3lRyI/AAAAAAAAAJU/K_7GdIu7YOY/s320/Picture+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadah! LUNCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;our lunch looked damn good right. it was damn fab. especially the chicken and the vege! even nas who doesnt eat vege loved the kailan! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chicken was good too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and the beehoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg i so enjoyed today! had a lot of fun! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dozed off a little during trust the man but heck. haha. yishu was also sleeping. i think trust the man is a very grown up movie? lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;didnt take a photo of the cheesecake whn its done cos we were too excited. forgot all about the camera! ahha. it was damnnnnnnnn nice :D even though the cheese's too soft. but yeah, still very nice. the three of us finished half of the cheesecake! yep, it was THAT good. not kidding you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had such a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love u guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-4071839729844251946?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/4071839729844251946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=4071839729844251946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4071839729844251946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4071839729844251946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/nas-and-yishu-came-to-my-house-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6h5lC3lRnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kuTFD7TR_Oc/s72-c/Picture+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-276312666979995429</id><published>2008-02-03T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T23:11:21.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;RANDOM PHOTOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6XWqy3lRkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZAGttuArZNc/s1600-h/DSC00742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162768578547893826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6XWqy3lRkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZAGttuArZNc/s320/DSC00742.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haiyuan with my bimbo pink rubber band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6XWtC3lRlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/o5pImDbBu_g/s1600-h/DSC00789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162768617202599506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6XWtC3lRlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/o5pImDbBu_g/s320/DSC00789.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he's turning 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6XWtS3lRmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/XfMh1DB-5ZM/s1600-h/DSC00786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162768621497566818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6XWtS3lRmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/XfMh1DB-5ZM/s320/DSC00786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;us@ killiney.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6XV3S3lRhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/AP7TPDyzUjg/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162767693784630802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6XV3S3lRhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/AP7TPDyzUjg/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yishu doing his card thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6XV3S3lRiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YgrJQxIqtUA/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162767693784630818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6XV3S3lRiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YgrJQxIqtUA/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st three mths in jj:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6XV3y3lRjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UE54cz9znAI/s1600-h/Image108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162767702374565426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6XV3y3lRjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UE54cz9znAI/s320/Image108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my tehbing &amp;amp; yishu's pretty bandung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;did nothing much today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was supposed to go down to jj to watch yangping and itchy's squash match but i was too tired cos i slept at 5am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;accompanied yp for lunch and then we just chilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope he's happier. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i injured myself today! HAHA. wtheck it's damn stupid. i think i was being damn blur and clumsy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;opened my room and it banged my toe. on the part under the nail. like the soft part wtheck. damn painful and it bled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i can't wait for tuesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;movie marathon &amp;amp; baking session! :D:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yishu's gnna cook beehoon soup for us (because of my dream lol.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"and if our love was a story book, we would meet on the very first page.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the last chapter would be about how i'm thankful for the life we've made..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-276312666979995429?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/276312666979995429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=276312666979995429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/276312666979995429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/276312666979995429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-photos-haiyuan-with-my-bimbo.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6XWqy3lRkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZAGttuArZNc/s72-c/DSC00742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-913046595128172748</id><published>2008-02-03T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T00:45:18.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finish exams, weijay celebration, beach with haiyuan</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;exams are over! :D:D:D:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super super happy! that means no more studying, early mornings, tutorials, lectures, tests or exams until 10weeks later! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sounds damn good right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths paper was total crap cos i hate statistics! and i slept for 1.5hours the night before cos i was too high to sleep. and like, i was very very excited and i already couldn't wait for exams to be over! ahah. insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met china sl*t. eeeeeeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;and i met donglin after paper :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after exams the three of us went to queensway &amp;amp; anchorpoint. and ikea. played around and like i love ikea! :D and we so know what kind of decor we want for our future houses! yishu's gnna have a bar :D so he can ask us to 'hang' lol. and nas will have a super big dining table :D and i want a four poster! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rained.&lt;br /&gt;and i nearly fell 1857823746908 times but they caught me and saved my life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to tiong bahru. we were super noisy on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;had teh bing.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm obsessed with teh bing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leonard screwed up and i was super pissed. really really pissed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the 3 of us rock so much and because we're super spontaneous, we went to town! even though we were tired and it was already late!  HAHA. love u guys, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes were being problematic. i couldnt see a single thing after i took out my contacts. like, worse than my normal eyesight? i think they were too tired. went home pretty early compared to usual nights we went out. and yishu sent me to my bus stop! so nice right. :D:D and he had to like take 2 buses to go home. plus, he had work the next day. didn't see that coming yeah. besides idk why but hes fretting over the fact that i may not eat dinner. and he layan-ed me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they both did &lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;sorry i was being so cranky and troublesome!&lt;br /&gt;im so gnna miss the two of u during hols. must meet up often okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday/today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with haiyuan to go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;it freaking rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was still quite fun :D&lt;br /&gt;talked alot, bullied him like crazy and laughed at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had good food at this cafe thing and we're the only asians. O.O the rest were ang mohs. the ambience was damn good. and i love the music they play! lounge music i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rain wouldn't stop so we went down to marina. because his friend is going on a nightmare date and we're supposed to save him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tea at killiney's! had teh bing again. i told you i'm obsessed with it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyuan rocks and i think the start of our friendship's kinda weird and fuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made my way down to changi for weijay's bday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;was early. mok was earliest. weijay came.. itchy next. then, FINALLY, sa &amp;amp;soon.&lt;br /&gt;and like wtheck, I HATE WAITING.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE WAITING.&lt;br /&gt;it's not my thing. my patience sucks and you guys, after knowing me for so many years, should know better than to make me wait for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i threw a bitch fit.&lt;br /&gt;a super bitch fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at t3's earle swensens. was so pissed off that my appetite was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was better after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, damn random but itchy looked very nice today:) and sa too :) okay fine everyone looks nice!&lt;br /&gt;and im glad &amp;amp; happy that weijay likes the shirt!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa had a new haircut and he has a tail now like omg. i like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home rather late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long entry. ok, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-913046595128172748?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/913046595128172748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=913046595128172748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/913046595128172748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/913046595128172748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/finish-exams-weijay-celebration-beach.html' title='finish exams, weijay celebration, beach with haiyuan'/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-4307003190699218531</id><published>2008-02-01T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T04:18:47.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/P7jpFjemLO/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/P7jpFjemLO/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;love this song! :D i'm hooked to it. and chris brown rocks. he's only 19! and he's so so so charming &amp;amp; stuff. killer smile too. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;okay. so, in 8 hours or so, i'll be done with math a! and that's the end of year1! :D&lt;br /&gt;like, finally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i can't wait to end exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel xian now and i freaking hate normal distribution. wtheck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-4307003190699218531?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/4307003190699218531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=4307003190699218531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4307003190699218531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/4307003190699218531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-this-song-d-im-hooked-to-it.html' title=''/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-284164681981387106.post-1756456492079431225</id><published>2008-01-31T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:58:54.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tofu bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6HTrC3lRgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/R0-am_4528w/s1600-h/03042006133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161639384401135106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6HTrC3lRgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/R0-am_4528w/s320/03042006133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOFU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pls stop losing weight okay! :) and takecare loads. i'll see u soon next week:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will have fun the next time we meet!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got off the phone with my dad. and he told me to sleep more and eat properly.&lt;br /&gt;i was like thinking, shit, how does he know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked around at home until 3plus. went to meet yp at pioneer mall. he didn't go to school cos of his swelling. tc yeah? :) if not i call your mother!&lt;br /&gt;he was supposed to teach me statistics! but the stuffs we learnt differ so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of funny things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths tmr. last paper!&lt;br /&gt;no motivation though. really. and no mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to think. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/284164681981387106-1756456492079431225?l=spinningcarousel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/feeds/1756456492079431225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=284164681981387106&amp;postID=1756456492079431225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1756456492079431225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/284164681981387106/posts/default/1756456492079431225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spinningcarousel.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-got-off-phone-with-my-dad.html' title='tofu bday'/><author><name>sacha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09725678724098657047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6HTrC3lRgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/R0-am_4528w/s72-c/03042006133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-284164681981387106.post-5983843025527302559</id><published>2008-01-30T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T00:01:49.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6CdEC3lRfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cncX9op9N5w/s1600-h/Image117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6CdEC3lRfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cncX9op9N5w/s320/Image117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161297865781626354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nicholas is talented okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the mulan dragon on bsbm notes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6Cb4S3lReI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wnn7BdJqa0Q/s1600-h/Image105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6Cb4S3lReI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wnn7BdJqa0Q/s320/Image105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161296564406535650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my pencil case with a halo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6CaVS3lRdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/0ZHXGyo-j9U/s1600-h/Image101_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6CaVS3lRdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/0ZHXGyo-j9U/s320/Image101_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161294863599486418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6CZpC3lRcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/JABzZtyLiIk/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6CZpC3lRcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/JABzZtyLiIk/s320/Image083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161294103390275010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6CYpC3lRbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/fwcxtMHLY74/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZJ-HeYOFzkc/R6CYpC3lRbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/fwcxtMHLY74/s320/Image069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161293003878647218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gingerbread man loves gingerbread woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nas had these really cute clips! :D photos above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i went down to MI to watch jj vs mi's rugby match. yp asked me first before winston asked but winston wants our support! so i went :) audrey went too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yp woke me up O.O from my nap. ahhhhhh. and i met jiaying and peixian on 174 on the way to westmall! :D bought subway cookies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the match was not bad. i think like the jj team did very well on the whole. and winston's damn power! the way he pushed everyone and flung them off. woo. i'm shocked at the violence really. and yeah, people are right, it's the man-liest game of all. haha. very brutal? but they were good! score 25-7. jj won! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jp to meet bro! and i met hewlett on the bus! :D&lt;br /&gt;met duc:D&lt;br /&gt;had fish&amp;amp;co. for dinner and i treated bro cos he did well for o's. :D and i'm broke now. 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