<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12916389</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:42:40.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U choose ur own destiny</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12916389.post-3212091917104545727</id><published>2008-10-13T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:01:52.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hello there and i hate work. Like seriously. Life is nothing but work work work and more work. I need a breather and i need a break. Somebody out there kind enough to bring me on a holiday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-3212091917104545727?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/3212091917104545727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=3212091917104545727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/3212091917104545727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/3212091917104545727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-world.html' title='Hello world.'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-6614719182788933299</id><published>2008-09-07T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:18:52.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time coming.</title><content type='html'>Thanks to the "special" someone, i finally get my arse off her bed and my psp to blog a post. Hmm. Life can be such a bored at times. At many times of the day to be exact.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway i wanna thank you for helping me with the new look for my blog - which has been kinda dead for a long time now. It was extinct. Haha. Back for more soon i promise! cheers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/12916389-6614719182788933299?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/6614719182788933299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=6614719182788933299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/6614719182788933299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/6614719182788933299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-time-coming.html' title='Long time coming.'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-1102205571136274606</id><published>2008-04-05T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:14:12.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hijack Successful</title><content type='html'>Elaine has not been blogging, therefore i am helping her update a few words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been abducted by aliens and now she is going through some operations for her head...&lt;br /&gt;She informed me telepathically that she missed everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-1102205571136274606?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/1102205571136274606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=1102205571136274606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/1102205571136274606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/1102205571136274606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2008/04/hijack-successful.html' title='Hijack Successful'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-42414721109171443</id><published>2007-06-05T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T02:56:00.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Life's been pretty fcuked since the last time i blogged. Details shall remain untold (only those super close frens of mine knows).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I am at a lost for words rite now. Everything jus seemed so haywired for me. I dunno how long can i actually stay strong and withstand it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I miss u, pls get well soon. I miss the healthy and possessive u. I miss your laughers, your smile, your smell, your kisses, your cuddles, your love. I miss it all. Pls come back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-42414721109171443?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/42414721109171443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=42414721109171443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/42414721109171443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/42414721109171443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/06/tue.html' title='tue'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-7438975189385914585</id><published>2007-04-12T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T19:35:49.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hello peeps. Its been a long while now. And i just realised my frens stil do drop by and leave a tag or two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;If ya wondering what ive been up to, well here goes. Daily routine wld be hittin the gym 3x weekly wit my baby girl, Jessie and of coz the rest of the time i spent it snugglin up under the sheets. And oh, not forgettin work too. And school. And assignments. ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hi to mummy, hi to my bro, hi to Cara and hi to ya'll!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hi to my bestie Becky. Heard from Candice regarding her current situation and i miss her dearly. Its been a long while since we had any real chat or convo. Pls get back to me asap as promised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hi Baby girl!!! Haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Till den.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Elaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-7438975189385914585?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/7438975189385914585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=7438975189385914585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/7438975189385914585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/7438975189385914585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/04/thur.html' title='thur'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-6988320805521005769</id><published>2007-03-10T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T00:10:43.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hi all. Sorry for the lack of post. I am taking a break from blogging. Blogger is pissing me off big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-6988320805521005769?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/6988320805521005769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=6988320805521005769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/6988320805521005769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/6988320805521005769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/03/fri.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-8114188913651625704</id><published>2007-02-27T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T01:05:22.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Finally i made a point to wake up early and dragged my ever so lazy arse to school. Lessons were from 930am - 1230pm. Its been a long while since i attend school and well, i am glad i was still able to catch up and cope with whatever thats been goin on while on the disappearin act. Thanks to Vincent, i managed to get myself into a grp for the assignment. Thanks dude. Really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i will have to accept the possible fact that my clique in school are gonna be mostly guys. Hmmm. Which spells total boredom. I know a couple of other guys apart from Vincent today. They'r quite laid back and friendly dudes. I shall not be fussy now. Its always nice makin new friends regardless of the gender ain't it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a trip to the library after my lessons and borrowed a couple of SELF and SHAPE mags. It has been a long while and i miss reading such mags and i wanna gain more knowledge when it comes to fitness too? And i got my hair trimmed too. Finally. Feels like a ton off my head after that. I love that fresh and light feeling i get each time i get my hair trimmed. Thinkin of addin a little color to my hair too, its apparently too black for my liking. Probably dark blonde or light brown. Any beta suggestions pple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of the evening, it was movie marathon. Step Up, The Perfect Man, Goal. Due to the rain, instead of making a trip to town we decided to rent DVDs and be couch potatoes. I will not to make that a habit thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For certain reasons im feelin really drained now thou it is onli 1am. Its so not Elaine to hit the sack at this time of the nite. School's at 2pm tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'ma go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-8114188913651625704?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/8114188913651625704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=8114188913651625704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/8114188913651625704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/8114188913651625704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/02/mon_27.html' title='mon'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-6498029710663337916</id><published>2007-02-25T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T00:53:41.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its a rainy day. I love it when the weather's such. All rainy and cosy. Jus an ideal day to cuddle with ur loved one. Where's mine? Secretly stashed away in my cupboard. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am suppose to be going over to my cousin's place this evening for house warming. Dinner included of coz. But i chose not to. I am too lazy for that and i'd rather be in the comforts of my sheets. I'd much prefer to spend the time just doing things i enjoy since i've been missing out much of that recently. I know i am weird but sometimes i love it when i am able to do nothing but just sit by my desk or lay on my bed surfing the net or blog hop. I enjoy reading interesting blogs. Even if i dunno that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Couple of days back, Wye smsed me. Just to deliver a piece of news to me. "Damn. U shld have joined me las nite. I kinda kissed "D"." She fcukin arsehole. How dare she kissed D knowing that i am interested in D and to think she's my buddy! I am still as pissed off as im now as compared to that fateful day when she smsed me. For that, i ain't gonna forgive her. I am still dying to know D. Even thou, the desire is not that strong anymore compared to when i first got to know about D but. i. still. wanna. know. D. I dun mind being just frens. I just gotta learn to have a little more self control thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jessie is upset due to certain reasons which i shall not state. I personally dun think its wise that i pen it down. Babe if ur sad, im sad and if im sad, Cara's sad. So if ur sad, all the 3 of us will be. So pls dun be sad anymore. Cheer up for our sake yeah? The next time we meet, i will give u a big hug to make u feel beta. That is if it does :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I like my current job. I enjoy it pretty much in fact. Thou the pay's peanuts but oh well, at least it still is a source of income for me rather then i plain live off my parent's pockets. Colleagues are alrite except for one black sheep. I can't show that i hate him or disrespects him or anything like that too coz afterall he is the one thats in charge of the CA's weekly schedules. I wish i am able to get more shifts thou. I am in need of cash. Can i have a sugar daddy pls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One thing i hate and a habit i've to get rid of at work. That is to be able to stop eating and resist the temptation to wanna chew on food even when i am not hungry. Working in an F&amp;B environment has always been a bad idea to me. I was working in a bubble tea dessert shop the other time and i kinda gained some weight. Frens claimed that my face got chubby after a month there even thou i kept up with my weekly fitness routine. Now that i dun even have the time to exercise, i really do not wish to imagine how i might look like after a period of time. So i will have to say NO to the continuous intake of food while i am my 5hrs or 8hrs shift. Bye bye to my ramen, chicken bao, bananas, the works, green tea, french fries, prawn rolls, sotong balls, string rolls, samosas, black pepper wings, and the list goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's been a while since we last communicate. Surprisingly enough i am quite alrite about it as compared to months back. I am now fully able to control and substain myself from sms-ing u for absolutely no reason at all or callin u just so to hear ur voice or to tell u i miss u. It was certainly nice to have u calling me and smsing me all the time back den and hearin how much u miss me and wanna be wit me. But things changed over time and it still is changin i believe. I think it is much better now of a situation for us as compared to the past few months even thou u were a great company. It was really disappointing when i finally got to know the real and true you. U weren't exactly the kind of person u seemed to be. Well, i guess that was kinda expected since we never really knew each other before we jumped straight into this whole drama. I am glad that we r finally out of it now. I think u and i both are relieved that we ended up as just friends eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I miss u and i love ur company lately. I miss mockin u by sayin how much u stink coz u haven hit the showers when the clock reads 931pm. I miss the way ur hands brushes against my waist once in awhile while walkin down the streets of orchard road. I miss the way u held my hand and softly plant kisses on it. I miss the way u hold and hug me when some guys tries to be funny and cheeky wit me esp u-know-who. I miss those sheepish eyes u gave me when ya in need of some pamperin and TLC. I miss the sense of jealousy u have and gave me when i say so and so is/are hot/sexy, esp D. I miss tellin u that at the end of the day, ur the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think i beta stop now before i start to feel all emo again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-6498029710663337916?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/6498029710663337916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=6498029710663337916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/6498029710663337916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/6498029710663337916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/02/sun_25.html' title='sun'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-8773626122432819968</id><published>2007-02-23T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T18:50:29.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;It was a nite filled with love, comfort and warmth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Another Idle day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Have u ever tried not doing anything but jus plain sleepin thru the entire day? Slept at 12am the nite before, woke up at 2pm the next afternoon, got up and washed ya face brushed ya teeth and lay back in bed just coz there's nothin beta for ya to do and before ya realised it u slipped off to dreamland again till 6pm? The feelin is jus shiok! Haha. Yeah, that was what i did today, basically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;After an almost a week long of hols, it is back to work tomorrow. Yesterday i missed school and got hella load of scoldin. Lazy arse, u deserved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Argh! I sincerely needa continue watching Prison Break. Needa catch up wit my frens. Esp Jessie and Cara!! Sometimes it seems like they'r speakin in some sorta foreign language which i can barely understand. Lword stil is the priority i guess. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I am hungry. I need food. I need some warm soupy asian food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Btw, Happy Birthday to Ben Zeger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-8773626122432819968?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/8773626122432819968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=8773626122432819968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/8773626122432819968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/8773626122432819968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/02/fri_23.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-6834379524270387875</id><published>2007-02-22T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:54:13.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I did nothing much today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Woke up earlier den expected so make a trip to NUS. Was hoping against hope that i'd somehow bump into my eye candy. But too bad la. A short walk from the bus stop to the Office Of Admissions somehow clearly tells me my wish ain't gonna come true. Back and forth, onli a total of 5 other person walked past us. That was so pathetic. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lunch was at the Clementi's most famous Fish &amp; Chips. Or so they claimed but seriously speaking i dun c or taste how fantastic the chips are. I had the grilled fish with cream sauce. Was so so ok. Rate it 5/10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Made a trip to Jurong Point with the intention of buying the wallet which ive been eyeing for. But. It was gone. Sigh. A fruitless trip. I hate the feeling of not gettin or achieving what i want or aim for. I hate it. It jus simply ruins my mood and make me all cranky and grouchy. Anyways to calm myself down i decided to head off to Billy Bombers to get their Cookies &amp; Cream milkshake. In the end i was forced to eat the nachos chili as well. Immediately after the huge amount of food intake, i felt so sleepy. Slept in the train all the way back to Yishun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was supposed to be working at 5pm today but there was a changed of shift at the very last min so i got back home at about 530pm. Hit the showers, surf a lil net and did some blog hoppin. When i was about to nap a lil, dad asked me to have my dinner. Gosh. Again. Food. I was as bloated as hell. Just to make my dad happy coz he made the effort to prepare dinner for us all, i ate a lil and stri after that i hit the sacks. Even thou it was so wrong to sleep immediately after eating but i was sincerely too drained. Woke up at 9pm due to a phonecall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It was really nice watching you sleep. And oh did i tell u i love the way u smell ? I love u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-6834379524270387875?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/6834379524270387875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=6834379524270387875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/6834379524270387875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/6834379524270387875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/02/thur.html' title='thur'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-4447828084206638248</id><published>2007-02-20T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:55:48.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Apocalypto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally. I watched that Mel Gibson movie. Sorry folks but ive gotta agree wit most peeps of mine that hes a rather sick man. Haha. Well i wanted to watch it off the theatre but none of my frens were game for it. So yeah. Luckily i spotted the DVD stashed somewhere within one of the 6 DVD folders my cousin owe when i was over his plc during the first day of CNY. I had a mixture of emotions during the whole 2hrs 17min. Its a guesome, intelligent yet heart touchin movie. And it never fails to amuse me wit a couple of its scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of CNY : Fell ill. As stated in my previous post. Took a nap from 1-4pm. Travelled all the way to lakeside with a sick stomach. Feelin all giddy too. Im thankful for the smooth and tactful old man who drove the cab. If he were to be as jerky as mos of the cabby drivers i might have jus puke in his car rite there and den. So thank u Sir, May ya be blessed with good health in dis golden pig year. Surprisingly enough, we were the first family to arrive at my uncle's plc. Mingled a lil wit Ester. Have not been seein her ard since she had a job post in China. Yes, China :S. Now jie speaks chinese wit a lil CHINA accent. Gosh. Anyways its cool. She managed to maintain her Sporean English accent. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at their place was an extremely light one. 3 spoonfuls of fried beehoon and a cup of hot tea for me. Didn't dare eat or junk too much either jus in case my stomach decided to give way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sincere apologies to Jessie and Chris. So sorry about the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of CNY : Slept at ard 4am the nite before hence that explains y i woke up at 1pm the next day. Had fish porridge prepared by my dearest mummy. Fantastic choice since my stomach had resume to its normal state. Slipped Apocalypto into my lappie's DVD drive, played it for barely 40mins and its time for us to get ready for the day's visit. First off, to Ahma's hse (mum's side). As usual as per every year, we had our 2nd serving of lunch there. In the midst of it, a few other aunties and uncles whom we have not met for a couple of years now arrived wit their children. Their daughters all looked pretty erm. Girly? And act chio types. So for once, ive to say that i actually feel pretty gay being ard them. Im not saying its a bad thing thou. Probably due the the fact that im dressed so normal and simple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, to my dad's eldest sister's hse for dinner. Once we get there, it was stri to liling jie's room. Either to read mag or watch whatever shows tts off channel 5 or 8 wit my siblings. One mag spotted on jie's table that totally made me drool. VICTORIA'S SECRET!!! Haha! Was flipping thru lookin at the hot babes wit nothin but lingerie on. Woah. I was the happiest girl on earth at that pt of time mann! Haha! While i was at it, my bro was fussin over some stuff in his lappie. Watever dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was pork wit steamed bun. Gave that a total miss. Instead of goin to the les party wit Wye tt nite, i met up wit Jessie and Chris instead. To chill out. We settled on 930pm outside Heeren. Well, all of em were late except for me. So i was smsing Jessie on my way there tellin her i will probably jus walk ard and drop by fourskin to get a belt for my girl. BUT. When i got to town, it was literally like Ghost town. 95% of the shops along orchard road were closed. So i was like a loser loitherin ard for about an hour before all of em arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that i have not had my dinner, They suggested we grab a bite before the usual plan which was a drink at coffeebean. Not much of a choice so we settled for Mac. Nonetheless at the end of the nite we had a total blast and it was so sweet of chris to drive us all the way back home. Thank u so much dude! And Jessie sweetheart, lets do a double date dis coming weekend. Dinner and movie, hows that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's callin me for some fried chicken wings. Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-4447828084206638248?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/4447828084206638248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=4447828084206638248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/4447828084206638248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/4447828084206638248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/02/tue.html' title='tue'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-6471479096629031792</id><published>2007-02-18T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T13:14:50.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Woke up at ard 7am wit a discomfort feelin in my stomach. Went to e loo and vomitted. Its now 1.04pm and so far i had vomitted about 4x now. Gosh. I really dunno what is wrong wit my stomach. What did i ate wrongly? Its my mum's cooking and everything shld by fine by rite. Food poisioning is last on the list. Coz the rest of my family members are totally fine. Weird. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What a way to start off the first day of chinese new year. So damn unlucky. Suey. Whats worse is, if the discomfort continues, i dunno how am i gonna endure it for its gonna be a long long long day for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mum's apparently preparing lunch. Im not sure if im able to intake food as for now. I dun wanna have to puke everything out the next second it goes down my throat and into my stomach. Makes my throat feel all acidic and sore after vomitting. Yikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mum suggested that it might be indigestion. Well, i really dunno. Probably i jus need to exercise. Lack of exercises has made me a sickly person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls someone send me an angel.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-6471479096629031792?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/6471479096629031792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=6471479096629031792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/6471479096629031792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/6471479096629031792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/02/sun_18.html' title='sun'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-1848012251482189777</id><published>2007-02-17T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T22:03:33.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Justin Timberlake - What Goes Around.../...Comes Around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day. Seoul Garden was enjoyable and lighthearted. Filled wit laughters and giggles for that whole 3hrs plus. Basically jus love the company. No pressies this year thou. Used to receive like a whole load of it. Oh well, guess im old and fugly now. Nobody wants no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh few andros ard, all like shit, tryna dress and look like shane but OH PLZ. Jus blind me and probably i'd say ya lookin cute. *puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of FYP for the peeps. And im so gonna miss Jessie. So gonna miss hangin out wit Jessie, Xiuhui, Tiff. Hmm. Shoppin and coffee + endless bitching someday Jess? Haha. Dun forget our midnite movie date tmr babe! With my girlgirl and ur boyboy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinkin and wonderin about u at this very moment. And probably alot of other moments before. It jus feels so weird not meetin u or feelin ur skin on mine even thou its such a short period of time. I miss lyin on bed wit u by my side. I miss hearin ur laughters and giggles. I miss the way u smell on a brand new mornin. I miss the way u YESSS wen things goes ur way and wen u managed to successfully upload a particular somethin. I miss hearin ur sweet nothings. Most importantly i miss u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i hate the way we quarrel jus about nothin in particular at all. Sometimes it was jus me, whose in a cranky mood probably due to PMS but i took it out on u. Im sorry for all the times i made ur heart bled wen i repeat my mistakes time and time again. I really wonder why. Am i such a silly fool that i didn treasure what ive till i finally lose it? Somebody pls slap the shit out of me. Becky, i know u'd probably be the first to volunter. Thanks alot for being a dear pal to me all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunion dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;Brb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone a very &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year !!! Gong Xi Fa Cai !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-1848012251482189777?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/1848012251482189777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=1848012251482189777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/1848012251482189777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/1848012251482189777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/02/sat.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-419474188726631022</id><published>2007-02-12T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T16:24:48.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hi all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm practically drained and numb from work and tiredness. And i've been missin sch quite a bit lately. Its sincerely time to get my arse to school from dis week onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginnin to enjoy my job. Auntie's great, colleagues are great, food and drinks are great too. Eva since i started workin there, i've been eating alot. And i predict in a matter of weeks time i'd gain like 10pounds. Esp now that i can barely find the time to do any form of exercises. The onli exercise i does is probably, runnin after the bus and train? Big fat arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky's exams finally ended las fri and we kinda caught up on MSN a lil on sat nite. Was so much fun and comfort jus to be able to converse wit her once again after so long. I need someone to confide in too esp now that too much stuff had happened during the period she was preparing for her exams. Somehow always in the midst of our convo, i will fall into the emo mood esp if we r talkin abt a particular person whom i was once crazy over. But that ain't the case anymore. Things kinda changed quite a bit during the past 2months and its probably a blessing in disguise that things ended up such. Things are way too chilled between us now. I guess...i just dun love u no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to that mini possession, i felt the connection between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-419474188726631022?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/419474188726631022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=419474188726631022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/419474188726631022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/419474188726631022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/02/mon.html' title='mon'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-8890367113250986753</id><published>2007-02-09T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T16:22:48.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Gwen Stefanie Feat Akon - The Sweep Escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really tired lately. School + work + lack of slp. Its slowly killin me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wed was the first day of work for me. 7hrs shift. Feels rather lazy and kinda weird coz its been a long time since ive gotta wake up during a certain timing whether i like it or not jus to report to work. ARGH! Anyways, it aint as bad as i tot it'd be. Colleagues are fine, work load are fine too. Just a lil frying here and there which means ive gotta take extra care of my face. I dun need another outbreak of pimples. Overall im pretty content wit this new job of mine. Rather relaxing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mum says its about time i start earnin some cash for myself once again. So here u have it mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn meant you can simply go into hiding when the going gets tough. That wld only make pple perceive you as a puss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-8890367113250986753?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/8890367113250986753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=8890367113250986753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/8890367113250986753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/8890367113250986753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/02/fri_09.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-117059806773134291</id><published>2007-02-04T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T22:09:53.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A very lazy weekend once again. But it's all good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bumped into Wye yesterday on my way back home. Was askin me if i'd like to go the dis particular party sometime during CNY. Im actually considerin. One reason is coz D is gonna be there. Partyin = Drinkin = Smokin = Hookups = Gettin laid (Hopefully). Haha. I'm gonna be a wild chick anytime soon mann. Mark my words. Life's too short to be missin out on these fun and wild stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Speakin of Wye. DUDE! Ya looked pretty drained wit those panda lookin huge eye bags. Damn. Its seriously time for ya to catch up on regular nite slp rather den goin clubbing. N stop wit e hook ups and foolin ard wit chicks already will ya! Makin me jealous onli. Besides, its sincerely time for you to find "The One" and settle down. Ya need a lady in ya life otherwise ya out of control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pls dun add any more pressure on yaself. Life's already stressful enough so jus kick back and jus chill at times. I promise i'd be there to hold u in my arms and cuddle u to slp after whispering gently into ur ear "It'l be a beta day tmr.". Kiss and hold u tight all thru the nite my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-117059806773134291?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/117059806773134291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=117059806773134291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/117059806773134291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/117059806773134291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/02/sun.html' title='sun'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-117033534979317389</id><published>2007-02-01T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T21:13:33.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Danity Kane - Ride For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lookin thru the lyrics and one sentence kinda caught my attention :&lt;br /&gt;..."&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been with you for too long to start over with another&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinkin. It got me doin a lil ponderin. It got me wonderin how wld my life be like if i cld turn back time. If i had not maake the decision i made. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days hasn exactly been fruitful since school's onli once per week. Its been 2 weeks now. I needa do something more meaningful !!! Ben &amp;amp; jerry's milkshake and Starbucks's Ice Chocolate Hazelnut I miss. Ive been doin alot of slpin and chattin on MSN wit jessie lately. She's a damn wacko girl la. But absolute fun. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell ill 2 days back. Came down wit a case of flu and fever. Felt rather horrible due to the fact that its been ages since i fell ill? I suspect its either 1) Xiuhui or 2) Lack of exercises. Yes, Xiuhui was ill. That poor girl was havin 2 sweaters on at a time in the labbie for a couple of days in the row, thou the labbie was in an OK temperature? And yes, weird me, if i stop exercisin for sometime i will fall ill. Call me weird but there's nothin i can do about that can i? Haha. But i'm all good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pple jus love poking their noses into other pple's affairs. Get a fcukin life already will ya? Ya know who ur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazin how fast my counter jumps these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-117033534979317389?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/117033534979317389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=117033534979317389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/117033534979317389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/117033534979317389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/02/fri.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-117022627243219805</id><published>2007-01-31T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T15:08:01.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stacie Orrico - I'm Not Missing You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun understand whats goin thru one's mind at times. Weird behaviours and reactions that account for notink at all. Those fcukin retards should jus go and burn in hell. A wastage of space on earth. Absolutely annoying. Absolutely redundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pple shld jus admit to the fact that they bitched abt someone behind his/her back. If for a certain reason hence that disgustin behaviour, one should have tot of the consequences before they do what they did. The end result might not be exactly favourable to ya at all. Ya might jus end up wit notink at all. While some other pple jus love pokin their noses or stickin their bloody foot into other pple's affair which doesn fuckin concern them in the first place at all. Silly stupid fcuked up irritants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u understand the fcukin term, leave me alone and fcuk off? Stop botherin me, finally seen ur true fcukin color. Jus quit it wit the lies already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a life. Its about time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-117022627243219805?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/117022627243219805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=117022627243219805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/117022627243219805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/117022627243219805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/wed_31.html' title='wed'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-117007511370445422</id><published>2007-01-29T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:51:53.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;A pretty normal weekend. Had a slpover on sat. Spent the sunday jus slpin it away. Feels like ive not done anytink fruitful lately. I tink i needa have 5days of sch out of 7days. So that i'l get my act togther and get all discipline again. Otherwise, late nites and all. And i needa resume my work out routine, im gainin pounds !!! Dun wanna end up havin a figure like, HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, i tink Felicia Chin is kinda cute. Quite hot eh. Haha. After watchin a couple episodes of the 7pm chinese show, ive decided. That i like that show and ima follow up. Thanks my lil bro for recording it for me so im able to watch it when i get home at nite. Felicia chin has a cool hairstyle, baby fringe and short short short shouldered length light brown hair? Hottie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to catch the latest episode of Lword. Thats one thing i look forward to every week. Its such a torture to hafta catch it off the net jus coz spore doesn show it. Bloody annoyin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably its wiser not to think too much at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-117007511370445422?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/117007511370445422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=117007511370445422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/117007511370445422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/117007511370445422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/mon_29.html' title='mon'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116981839896339409</id><published>2007-01-26T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:20:35.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I am apparently abandoned somewhere. Just sippin some coffee and surfing away. Blog hoppin and eventually decided to blog as well. Today's a rather boring day. Plans did not go my way at all. Woke up much later den planned hence whatever i had planned for the morning went dw the drain. Darn. What a way to get the day started huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing how some pple are stil lost in their secondary school era where they requested for a fight which in their terms, "1 on 1" wit another party whom supposingly bitched abt em. First, i'd like to say, plz make sure u got ur facts rite. Coz mayb ya jus being oversensitive hence assumin pple are actually that free to be talkin behind ya back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needa work out. After weeks of not doin any sorta physical exercises at all, I feel fat. When i used to have the disclipine to run at least ONCE a day on a lazy week. On those hardworkin and can-be-bothered weeks, i can work out like 4 - 5times per week. I so miss that. I miss playin tennis wit the coach, i miss swimmin while catching a tan wit my lil bro, i miss runnin wit e company of my ipod, i miss playin soccer and basketball. ARGH. Guess now Im simply way too lazy or due to some other reasons. I ain't tt busy of a person so i really cant figure out whats the real reason (s) behind it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I popped my very first cork last nite during dinner wit the family. Ok, now before u guys get me totally wrong, i'd like to explain. The cork i'm referin to is the thingy tt is used to cap champange bottles? So u dirty minded creatures, go get ur brains wash wit detergent NOW! I had steak wit fried onions and mixed vegetables + sour cream mashed potato for dinner. Needless to say, it was superb!! Ate and ate and drank and drank till my stomach bloated like fcuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, normally the defination of dinner wld be, settle dw, food arrive, eat and get out of the kitchen. Lately it doesn seems so. Dinner dragged on for at least 2.5hrs. We wld be sittin togther, eating and talkin til time for daddy to hit the sack? Poor daddy, always kena forced to sit by the dining table till mum gives the green light to make a disappearance. Anyways, they'r great company and i'd love to be there for them at all times. Jus that sometimes i wish ive control over certain stuff so i cld really be of great help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'ma take a break for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116981839896339409?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116981839896339409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116981839896339409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116981839896339409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116981839896339409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/fri_26.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116975093501429891</id><published>2007-01-26T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T03:06:47.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I had a wonderful day. With great company and lotsa laughters and joy to go along wit. Pple like Xiuhui, Tiff and Jessie to fill my day up wit. Day started off at 944am. Dragged myself off the bed to hit the showers after which i got myself dressed up and bag packed, ready to hit the road. It was den i realised what a cool weather it is today. Well, the surprise that i planned didn exactly worked out for me. Nevertheless, it was all fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of straight off to the desired destination, i met up wit Xiuhui and Tiff for lunch at AMK first. Had sliced fish noodle soup and a huge glass of freshly squeezed sugarcane juice with lemon. Before my lunch arrived, i tot i cld managed 2 bowls of it but in the end, i was strugglin to finish one miserable bowl. Anyways. After lunch, we sat ard a lil longer jus talkin about some random stuff. After which, we roamed ard AMK for longer den intended and it was finally off to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the first day for NYP OPEN HOUSE. Boring, crowded, noisy and irritatin as per every year. Upon reachin the atrium, the entire area was filled wit blurred lookin kiddos. Haha. NEWBIES!!!. And worse stil, stinky school uniformed kids from various schools. Gosh, Do i needa mention how much they STINK?! Irritating annoying buggers, ahbengs and ahlians tryna act tough and as if they own the school's compound. Get a life suckers! Well, as cheeky and greedy we are, we decided to act as if we r part of the newbies and sign up for a goody bag. Haha. And NYP SO CHEAPO!, onli give a worthless pen and some stupid brochures. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We den proceeded to level 3 where the games corner were and played some of em and won ourselves some prizes. Hmm not exactly some prices la, jus some mini items? Like a notebook? Pen? and some stupid lookin compass? Gosh. Really cheapo. To think we paid so much for a sem. The best part of this entire open house drama is, there's a booth that does henna for FREE!! Ya know, the malay orange thingy that stains ya skin? Haha thats the one im referin to and i got myself a really nice design on my rite hand. And i love it! Thank u for ya patience my sweet lil thing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie came complainin to me once i entered the lab. She was plannin on tellin me wat happened in lab earlier on before we all arrived. Oh well, kinda expected it coz drama queens in the labbie. Well babe, jus to let ya know, ya most welcome to bitch to me regarding anything at all. Im at all ears. Haha! And hey, chill, those pple arent worth ur anger yeah? *Your milkshake brings all the boys to e yarn, darn rite its beta den yours.......* Get my drift? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Hady Marza. Erm, did i got his name correctly spelled? He's a nice and humble guy. Funny too. And yeah, while sitting in the auditorim, i felt as if im in SURIA, coz i swear to god, it was filled wit 90% malays. Not being racists here but its jus that ive never been stuck with THAT many of em before. Oh and, foreign bodies performance was great. Well jus for the fact that the girls look pretty hot in those outfit of theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;And oh, before i forget. REBECCA CHOONG!!! U postponed our meetup again. Mus i remind ya how mad and pissed off i'm wit u? U beta make it all up to me after ya exams otherwise. We'r no longer frens, ya hear me?! And for that, ya gotta do lunch, movie, dinner and a stroll in the park wit me. Ok, jus kiddin abt the strollin part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Something which i needa get off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, stop intruding into other pple's life. They are not obliged to listen to whatever u say or watsoever. It's ya life u shld be more concern about and that fren of urs whose life is forever wrecked. So stop tryna control other pple's. I might be really affected by what u said or how u perceived me as an individual initially but ya know somethin, i dun fcukin give a damn now. Coz ya so not worth it. So pissed off and stop tryna control my life or the pple ard me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : I tink ya hot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116975093501429891?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116975093501429891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116975093501429891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116975093501429891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116975093501429891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/thur_26.html' title='thur'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116965773444788597</id><published>2007-01-25T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T01:13:22.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Haven been doin much in my life lately. Days became nites while nites became days. So instead of havin nitemares i am having daydreams. All the late nites's making me all emo and missin someone whom i shldnt. Someone whom i shldn even dream about havin. Dis sucks. I made the mistakes, i shld be payin for it isnt it? So pple, believe in retributions. They do exist. And oh, so does karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something random :&lt;br /&gt;I was at Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's earlier dis evening jus chillin out and surfin the net. And guess who works there? Theo. Yeah that hot chick whom we once knew from tennis IVP back in the year 2005? One of my fren, actually wanted to get to know her but she rejected him. Hehe. Shld have seen the look on his face when she asked for HER number instead. Laughed my ass off. Anyways Theo's stil lookin hot as ever. :D Whoever got her is a lucky guy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its weird. I dun find myself lookin and missin u that much anymore. When u used to occupy my mind like 90% of the time. I became such a wreck coz of u. Whenever i see or hear something that reminds me of you, i just went all weak and emo again. I dunno whats the actual reason(s) behind it all but I think its for real this time. I'm gettin over you. I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Brown - Say Goodbye. Check out the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116965773444788597?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116965773444788597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116965773444788597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116965773444788597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116965773444788597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/thur_25.html' title='thur'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116945282820782982</id><published>2007-01-22T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T09:28:06.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;An interesting piece of news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Las week while walking towards PS, i saw HER. She has a new and different outlook now. Jus viewed her friendster pic 2 days back and she has dis andro kinda outlook. Hmmm. Well i guess thats the trend in girls lately. Most of em are tryin too hard to have that Shane's andro outlook which i find totally gross. Coz honestly, no matter hw hard they try, they can neva achieve that. So for goodness sake, pls stop. Suckers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Regina told me earlier that somehow guys looks damn charming in polo tees. And somehow i agree wit that statement of hers. WHY?! I also dunno. But ya know, u look damn cute in polo tee. But its jus really depressin that ya dun belong to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Sometimes it doesn pay to be a nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116945282820782982?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116945282820782982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116945282820782982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116945282820782982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116945282820782982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/mon_22.html' title='mon'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116936844608303736</id><published>2007-01-21T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:34:06.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ok. I had the weirdest and unbelievable dream eva. Its sincerely sensual and sexual so i doubt its a really good idea if i were to describe it vividly in here. So i shall not. For more details, pls give my cell a buzz. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im. Apparently. Really. Unstable. Due. To. The. Dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, i really wish that the dream was real. If onli, it really is that way in MY life. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116936844608303736?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116936844608303736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116936844608303736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116936844608303736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116936844608303736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/sun.html' title='sun'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116931833405883671</id><published>2007-01-21T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T02:40:45.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hottie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y214/elaine560/shanecutie.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;What ya think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116931833405883671?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116931833405883671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116931833405883671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116931833405883671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116931833405883671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/sat_21.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116929230317827003</id><published>2007-01-20T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T19:26:30.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;It is yet another rainy day. Hey, rainy season are supposed to be long over mann. Wats up wit the weather? Its so up to make me feel oh so emo and depressed. ARGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dark and gloomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I missed sch again today. Yes, 930am lessons on a SATURDAY mornin. Who in their insane mind will actually wake up at 730am in the mornin on a saturday? Well, found out i wasnt the onli one thou. Saturday la, explains everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dinner time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116929230317827003?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116929230317827003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116929230317827003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116929230317827003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116929230317827003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/sat.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116923137735420851</id><published>2007-01-20T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T02:40:58.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you looked at me when you first laid eyes on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you flirted with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you asked for my number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way we conversed on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you fumbled when you chat with me on MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way your smses put a smile across my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you smells every single time we met up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you mingle with children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you looked when you chance upon a toy store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you reacted protectively when danger is near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you held my waist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you hugged me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you cuddled me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you embraced me in your arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you creeped up onto me and sneaked me mini kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you kissed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you sound when you tell me how much you miss me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you sound when you whispered "I Love You.".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I loved the way you loved me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116923137735420851?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116923137735420851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116923137735420851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116923137735420851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116923137735420851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/fri.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116911322442378906</id><published>2007-01-18T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T17:49:04.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ARGH! Woke up late and missed class today. OB. Sickenin module. And probably the worst module ive eva taken. To add on, i woke up feelin kinda lousy. And rather lethargic. I know there are stuff on my mind but jus cant pinpoint what. Craps. It might jus be PMS for all i know. Hopefully it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nonetheless, its a day to be joyous for. Missin ur company, smiles, cuddles and kisses. But seems like that i ain't gonna receive those gestures anytime soon. Or not eva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Someone close to me lectured me regarding life. Was telling me and askin me to realise the importance of havin good education and the rightful amt of certs in order to be successful when it comes to career. Hmm. It really got me thinking. I mean, look at the state im in now apparently. Neither here nor there. Sometimes i feel lost. Sometimes im uncertain of what i want or need. Sometimes i dunno what is good for me. Sometimes i do things even thou i know i will eventually regret. Sometimes im jus a freakin weirdo. WHY? Can somebody pls help me with those qns of mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Heard some really sad and depressin news frm my best bud las nite. Had a date wit her on MSN but as soon as i logged on, e first thing she told me was that she's feelin really really lousy and she had been cryin for 30min now. Well, she told me the whole story (which i aint gonna type it here coz it jus aint rite.) and she left hm as mentioned. Travelled to that particular destination and after she was done wit what she planned to do, she stayed out til the first train. ARGH! Girl, u have no freakin idea how worried and paranoid u got me. N u got me pissed as well coz despite the countless of times i told ya it aint safe to be alone out there YET u hear none of it. ARGH. SO, for that u owe me one. And pls rmb. CRYIN MAKES ONE BLIND. So stop. Dun cry anymore. He's not worth ur tears. Or rather, no guys r worth any of us ladies tears. So yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dun forget our lunch date tmr. Gonna pour out all my sorrows to ya and hopefully u dun drown in it. Or rather, both of us dun drown in OUR sorrows. Gosh. Sad and depressed chicks. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Btw, great chat on msn dis afternoon. Think it was 3hrs long? From ya sentences like "...haha." till "...hahaaaaaaaa.". That wld meant i managed to cheer u up afterall. So mission accomplished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Just So You Know" affects me now. I wonder why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116911322442378906?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116911322442378906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116911322442378906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116911322442378906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116911322442378906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/thur.html' title='thur'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116899171802063378</id><published>2007-01-17T07:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T07:56:05.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ARGH! Wat am i doin up at dis hr?! 7.25am. Jus cldn get to slp thou i rmb vividly that i was havin a headache and was kinda drained before i even hit the sheets at 330am. Gosh. What is wrong wit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb it was due to the fact that my stomach was growling? I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now that im starin into the lappie screen, my eyes are startin to hurt a lil. Which hopefully means, its time for me grab some rest/slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch wit Deepa and probably gang at 1230pm today in sch's canteen.&lt;br /&gt;Followed by.&lt;br /&gt;Business Stats lect at 2pm - 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;Followed by.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who wants me for his/her date in the evening + nite.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina informed me las nite that she wldn be attendin classes today. Due to certain unfortunate events. Or rather event for that matter huh. Well babe, nobody will be there to rescue me today IF i meet with any "accident" in particular. Ya get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. As i was checkin thru my previous entry for typo errors. I rmb sometink. I did not exactly complete my post. I'd like to add on to the las paragraph : Nonetheless, i'd stil like to say thank u for helpin becky as promised. So here goes, Thank You. I appreciate all that u had done for her. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116899171802063378?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116899171802063378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116899171802063378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116899171802063378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116899171802063378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/wed_17.html' title='wed'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116896677837269760</id><published>2007-01-17T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T07:57:21.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Sch finally started. I was practically draggin myself to sch today coz i was seriously kinda lazy to travel. Considerin the distance and time required compared to the past wen i was in NYP. Plus the more den a month of hols didn help much either. I need to get myself all disclipined and enthu abt sch again. I need some eye candy to motivate me!! Anyways. That aside. As usual, i arrived later den supposed. So i sat rite behind the exit with 2 spaces in between me and a rather weird lookin girl. Weird but kinda friendly. Borrowed a highlighter frm her thou. Haha. For certain reasons, i left the lect hall a couple of times within the 2+hrs of class and thank goodness i did not missed out on the signin of attendance otherwise i'd b screwed. Wasted trip to sch. And so so so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up wit regina and some other buddies frm the previous lect grp. Suddenly i felt so cheerful and alive. Its been a while since i met em and they actually brighten up my mood. Was feelin rather emo and sucky at the beginnin of e day thou. Exchanged a few lines wit Deepa and grabbed dinner wit Pinkie. Well, tea break to be exact coz she onli had fries and 3 cups of plain water while i had none, was onli there for the company. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss havin someone really nice to talk to. Frenz like becky no longer exist. I thank god for a fren like becky, who neva fails to be there for me regardless of wat. Girl, if ya readin dis, THANK U SO MUCH FOR STANDIN BY ME :) And ya know wat, im out of it. Im way over her. I mean why shld i torture myself and get all upset and emotional wit someone like her. Who can simply and merely jus walk out after all that she claimed? It wasn even a week! Its all bullcrap comin from someone whom i once tot was all noble and charmin. Ya know what, i tink i beta stop bitchin now coz i neva know who actually reads my blog. I might jus get sued or harressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sincerely nice and carefree now thou. Haha! Clubbin anyone ? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116896677837269760?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116896677837269760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116896677837269760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116896677837269760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116896677837269760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/tue.html' title='tue'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116764808803031788</id><published>2007-01-01T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T18:41:28.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;First of all : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY YEAR NEW PEEPS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Current feelin : EMO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What The Fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyways last 2 days was a total BLAST. Spent it wit Hidayah. And her fren(s). Vanessa and Carina. Haha! They'r damn funnie and fun pple to be wit la. Van is jus totally crazy and unexpected. Carina is jus so cute and sweet :D Best part, they'r both totally crazy over SHANE &amp; CARMEN. HAHA!! Yes! I've found my clique. Anyways. I'm not gonna get too hyper rite now. I'm actually feelin rather goggly and dizzy rite now coz i jus woke up from barely 5hrs of sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Esplanade was jammed packed las nite. We were practically sittin by the roadside waitin for the fireworks to start. We were there ard 10pm and it was so irritatin wit pple walkin in all directions everywhere ard us. It started to drizzle at ard 11pm and the crowd started to clear. While the 5 of us were still sittin by the roadside with onli one small pathetic umbrella shelterin us. Of coz, i got half of myself drenched. We were actually hopin tt the drizzle will continue so there wldn b much of a crowd. Instead it stopped rainin pretty much soon and e crowd came in again. ARGH. Whatever la. I shall understand that there r stil thousands of pple out there who wish to feel the new year's mood as well. The world doesn onli revolve around the 5 of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After the whole 12midnite-fireworks-thingy we walked all the way to clarke quey. Wanted to get into a club and get ourselves wasted. But apparently it was jammed packed everywhere. So in the end, we decided to jus settle wit some 7-11 booze and find a spot to call our own. BUT. Even the 7-11 was packed. Damnit. Onli booze available was beer. So changed our minds. Sat on e floor and talked a lil den Cara suggested suntec starbucks. Thou we were kinda tired, we stil managed to walk all the way there. The route for us last nite was travellin frm cityhall station to esplanade to clark quey to suntec to esplanade again. Gosh. Wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sorry guys but im too tired to type out the whole of las nite's happenings. So im jus gonna stop here. Pardon me. Dinner time~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Btw. New year's resolution : To Love One And Onli. Hmmmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116764808803031788?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116764808803031788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116764808803031788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116764808803031788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116764808803031788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2007/01/mon.html' title='mon'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116712012547646410</id><published>2006-12-26T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:03:16.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Its another rainy day. Jus another day to make me feel all so cosy and well slightly more emotional den usual? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Spoke to becky last nite on e fone for about 1.5hrs. It feels really good to finally have her to relate to again after so long. The last time i actually spoke to her was on my bday itself, 6th dec. When we would normally communicate at least thrice a week? Well yeah i do miss her and i miss talking to her. She told me wats been up to in her life recently as well and im glad that she felt beta after tellin me abt it all. Anyways babe, it ain't ya fault so dun blame urself alrite. I love u too much as a fren to actually blame and hate u for anything. Unless u steal my love one away frm me. HAHA! But i sincerely doubt so, we r both on different path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Oh interestin news. Well. I saw HER on sat. And haha, we were jus talkin about her earlier of the day and i said "Sekali we really c her ah.". True enough, we did saw her and haha well lets jus say that it wld be much beta if she didn stare at us for THAT long. She shldn have looked and stared at us till we r out of her sight. Coz watever u did jus made her feel even more frustrated and furious den she already is. I believe. Its like a forbidden fruit she knows she can neva eva have. Oh my, wat a lusting effect a person can actually possess huh. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116712012547646410?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116712012547646410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116712012547646410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116712012547646410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116712012547646410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/12/tue.html' title='tue'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116706532317596586</id><published>2006-12-26T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T00:48:43.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;A cold cold Christmas eve and day. Spent indoors cuddling wit the love one with the company of food and dvds. A truly wonderful and lovely feelin indeed. I love the feel of ur arms around me at times like dis. There's something about rainy weather. Not only it makes one feels so lazy it makes one feels all cosy and snuggly as well. Well, fall in love and ya know wat i meant. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot like love and Lovewrecked. Movies that makes u feel oh so mushy and all u can tink of is huggin ya love one real close and tight and jus smooch the daylight out of him/her. That's my current thought/feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i sincerely hate my star sign. Why am i born such? I gotta find time to post this qns out to my parents. Nonetheless i'd like to thank them for bringin me into dis world. Thou i ain't perfect, im glad ive u in my life regardless of how cruel i can be to ya at times. I'm sorry. Old habits ain't easy to get rid of. But im tryin. Im tryin real hard. It might be the third time now but at least dis time around i did not go all the way out. If ya know wat i mean. Lets jus say, its hard to love me. Sincerely it is. I was known for a heartbreaker. Ive broken countless of hearts now. Recently one more added to the list. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus miss u so much. You have been gone for so long that i literally forgot how it feels like to have ur arms ard me no more. I no longer rmb how u smell when u perspire. I no longer rmb how u smell and look early in the mornin. I no longer rmb how serious u look when u hafta concentrate on serious impt stuff. I no longer rmb how ur laughter sound like wen ur havin kids ard u. I no longer rmb how annoyed i felt when u insisted on entering toy shops whenever we r out window shopping. I no longer rmb the look on ur face whenever i told u that i had fallen ill. I no longer rmb how it feels like when u lay ur lips on mine. I no longer rmb anything no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want all these memories back and i want u back in my life. I dun think i am able to go thru another day or another period just clingin onto someone else and wantin to be with that someone else jus coz i miss u so much and i needa feel loved again. I miss the beginnin us. Where has it all gone to? Someone pls tell me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116706532317596586?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116706532317596586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116706532317596586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116706532317596586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116706532317596586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/12/mon.html' title='mon'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116654704567295592</id><published>2006-12-20T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T00:53:20.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ok. Im feelin really really touched. And guilty. Actually im feelin a mixture of emotions. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im jus. Totally speechless. It is at times like dis that actually opened up my eyes once again. I get it now why am i the envy of my cousins and frens. Haha. Not that im a show off but yeah i do feel loved and pampered and well im jus the luckiest girl in the entire universe arent i? But hey dun get me wrong now, it ain't all about the money. I ain't a materalistic person. Or mayb i'm but not THAT materalistic. Sure there are expectations to be met wen it comes to "The One", but im very sure now that ur The One? Haha! Well we shall see. Its stil too early to tell :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Green rocks. HAHA!! To that bitch, bring it on. We shall c who bares the most treasured and beautiful possessions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116654704567295592?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116654704567295592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116654704567295592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116654704567295592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116654704567295592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/12/wed_20.html' title='wed'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116599725910353650</id><published>2006-12-13T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T16:07:39.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Life is jus too unpredictable at times. U neva know wat God has in mind for u when u wake up the next morning. Sure, life can be full of surprises and happiness but it has it's downfalls as well. And believe me when i say, enjoy ur everyday to the fullest. U cld have it all one day and lose it all the very next day. Simply put, life's fcuked. Regardless of how u look at it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116599725910353650?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116599725910353650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116599725910353650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116599725910353650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116599725910353650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/12/wed.html' title='wed'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116504186912822700</id><published>2006-12-02T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T14:44:29.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Its another sunny yet cloudy day. You said that im lookin really tanned now. Or did u used the word "dark" instead? Haha. Anyways im content wit the way my skin color looks now. So i'ma still go ahead with the original plan i told ya abt nex week. Otherwise somebody wld b disappointed and i dun wan him to be. Beach girl &amp;amp; Charcoal boy. What a combination. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116504186912822700?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116504186912822700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116504186912822700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116504186912822700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116504186912822700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/12/sat.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116499006189577054</id><published>2006-12-02T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T00:21:01.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE THE SUN!!!&lt;/span&gt; Did i eva mention that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And i love hols too. Hehe.&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/12916389-116499006189577054?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116499006189577054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116499006189577054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116499006189577054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116499006189577054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/12/fri.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116485619963276174</id><published>2006-11-30T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:11:03.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its been 2months since i do some real exercises? I went for the napfa training session thingy wit Cara and Hui yest. Oh and Guihui joined us too. WOAH! The instructors made us work on our upper body as well as our lower body. But onli my arms are achin. Its been a while since i actually worked on those muscles i guess? Im no longer visitin the gym, doin weights and stuff. My biceps and triceps are kinda achin a lil now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Xiuhui left for home after the whole workout. So it was down to Cara, Guihui and me. Cara showered and off we went for dinner. J8's KFC. I know, we shld b feelin guilty and all coz we r practically intakin watever we managed to burnt off. But we were too hungry to bother that much. Haha. Had an interestin talk over dinner and realised that i kinda miss hangin out wit Guihui. Almos forgot how much fun we used to have in the past. I miss havin Audrey ard too!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Orginal plan for the day : Bring my lil bro to the swimmin pool so we cld have some fun in the water under the sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Guess the weather aint promisin at all compared to the whole of yest. So tmr den. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I dun understand how some pple can wake up one day and decide to completely shut off from the entire world. Its like they have decided to go into hidin in some small mini black hole. Probably due to some shameful things they did or simply with no reason in particular at all. Little did they realise that such sudden behaviour from them wld actually have a huge impact on the pple ard em. So huge such that the pple ard them might juz walk away. Time is capable of changing everything and anything at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Peace out~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116485619963276174?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116485619963276174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116485619963276174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116485619963276174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116485619963276174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/11/thur_30.html' title='thur'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116455896336600731</id><published>2006-11-27T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T00:36:03.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Im gonna blog before my mood changes again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Im feelin really happy today. Really really really happy compared to the past few days. I'd sincerely like to thank u for today. Little did i expect it to turn out dis way considerin the fact that i didn feel like goin out at all today. Im sorry if i was bein a prick. Im sorry for yellin and bickerin wit ya on e fone. I was annoyed coz i was really tired and wished to slp in more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The weddin lunch was alrite. It was the company that made it all so fun and enjoyable. I miss hangin out wit tt 2 crazy buddies of urs. Sometimes i wonder if i will miss them if we are no longer one. I miss those mini crazy chats that we have wenever we meet em up. I miss those chillin out in coffeebean or starbucks over some hot/cold chocolate drinks. I miss em gettin all hyped up over photo takings. Thank u Zahidah and Hidayah :) Ya guys are the best buddies we cld ever asked for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The movie "Just Friends" was sincerely caught by chance. I didn wanna watch it coz i was afraid we wldn have enough cash to last us. But hey, i really enjoyed the movie wit u. It feels so nice juz havin ur arms wrapped ard me. I love it wenever u surprise me wit mini kisses and huggies. Oh and thank u for the HUGE spongebob!!! I LOVE IT!!! YAY!! Now ive sometink to hug to slp. Probably that wld make me wanna turn in earlier. If im able to, i'd wanna get u patrick :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;U said "I wan u to have the best.". I know. Im sorry if u feel that no matter wat u do u will always be 2nd place. Thats y i didn wan u to help me dis time round. Coz i know if things were to really turned out for the beta, u wld be at the losing end and i really dun wanna c u all upset and rejected again. I hope for u to be loved. I know how it feels to always be the one who tries so hard to make and set things rite but in the end, u gain/benefit notink. I hope u wldn feel that i neglect u in any ways. I may b really blunt and harsh to u at times but i dun hate u. Ur really a nice person. Sometimes i can c the sadness in ya eyes but im sorry i cant do much to make u feel beta. All i wanna say is, i hope for the best for u too. And without u wit us all these while, we wld be long gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116455896336600731?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116455896336600731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116455896336600731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116455896336600731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116455896336600731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/11/sun.html' title='sun'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116348988803261886</id><published>2006-11-14T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T15:41:17.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CARA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that ur day will be filled with endless joy and with this brand new year, everything will go smoothly for u. However and whichever way u wan it to be :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sometimes  we are driven to make decisions that we do not ever wish to. It is the circumstances and the risks involved in it that drove us to to it. The causing factors. The damn factors. Due to whatever factors it might be, u have no choice but to obliged to it. Even thou thats the last thing on earth u'd wanna do. Affairs of the heart, its simple yet complex. It has the absolute power to drive one insane and straight up the wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I rest my case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116348988803261886?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116348988803261886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116348988803261886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116348988803261886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116348988803261886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/11/wed_14.html' title='wed'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116309841582693861</id><published>2006-11-10T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T02:53:35.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why does one always have to regret onli after losing someone whom they once took for granted? It is onli after losing that particular someone den u came to realised the importance of him/her existence. Why are human beings born to be such complicated and ungrateful creatures? I really dun understand. Really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116309841582693861?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116309841582693861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116309841582693861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116309841582693861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116309841582693861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/11/fri.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116300705249497143</id><published>2006-11-09T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:30:52.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why is life full of upside downs and threats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;If onli it is a bed of roses every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116300705249497143?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116300705249497143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116300705249497143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116300705249497143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116300705249497143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/11/thur.html' title='thur'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116296482016668911</id><published>2006-11-08T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T14:04:37.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm feelin rather upset for dis really good fren of mine. She's dis really sweet lovin gf who really cares so much for her bf, but for some reason they have been quarrellin pretty often lately. Caught up wit her on msn las weekend n she told me that she broke up wit her bf. I was totally taken aback. Coz she's one girl i know who will still hang on to her r/s wit her bf regardless of what. I know she really loves him. But. She juz had to call it off. Reason? Unexplained. At least not yet. She mentioned in her blog tt she wish for her frens to understand coz at the very moment she really dun feel like talkin abt it. Well girl its alrite, juz take ya time :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Many tots ran thru my mind wen i tink abt being in a r/s. There are so many pros and cons, so many ups and downs. Sometimes its the most blessful thing tt eva happened in ya life and sometimes it can be the most dreadful thing. Being in a r/s is more den that. Commitment, Trust, Care, Concern, Patience, Understanding, Responsiblity, Communciation....etc. I dunno how our parents live it up to that, all i know is that the modern generation are nt exactly doin a great job wen it comes to r/s, being commitment to one another and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;To some pple, love is all about feelins rather den commitment. Feelins comes and go, thats how crushes came abt. But lets juz say, ur in a r/s and u realised that u kinda had fond feelins for dis other person. Before u go ahead with anytink, stop and ask yaself y and do u really wanna risk ur probably long term r/s juz for dis new fantasy of urs? What are the risks involve and wat cld be the consequences to every thing u decide to do? Coz sometimes u may think that its harmless to go ahead with watever decision u made but the consequences might turn out to be sometink really drastic which ur not able to handle at all and for that it might probably cause u to regret for the rest of ur life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;So pple, plz rmb to tink twice before u plunge down into any decision u made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116296482016668911?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116296482016668911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116296482016668911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116296482016668911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116296482016668911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/11/wed.html' title='wed'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116228664930040209</id><published>2006-10-31T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T17:27:57.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Time check. 5.10pm. Ive onli 5min to blog. Coz i gotta prepare and leave the hse to meet that special someone real soon. Anywayz, requests for updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;What ive been doin lately is notink but mug mug mug and more muggin'. Its my las paper tmr and its stats. Thankfully its stats, im stil considered quite alrite wit tt module. Compared to accts and ob. Those 2 modules nearly costed my life la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;IVP tennis started las fri. Everytink was supposed to go well and fine as pressumed. But lets juz say things are much beta left un-assumed afterall. Assumptions are a mother fuckups. Haha. Anywayz its alrite guys, try harder the nex time ard. Coz it doesn take one failure to be successful. It actually takes lots and lots and lots of failure to make up one success. So heed the advice. And hey TP's really HUGE compared to NYP. Ok la, say im a mountain tortoise but las fri was my first time there. So pardon me for the excitment. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ANTM. Disappointed. Meg followed by AJ followed by Brooke. All the cuties and sexy babes are slowin gettin eliminated. Screw tt tyra banks and the rest of e judges who are blinded by uglyness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oops, gotta run. Will b continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116228664930040209?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116228664930040209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116228664930040209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116228664930040209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116228664930040209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/10/tue_31.html' title='tue'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116179548056979253</id><published>2006-10-26T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T01:01:47.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;One down, two more to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Finally. Im done wit OB. Now i fear wat the outcome wld be like. Chose 2 qns out of 3. Long structured qns with essay kinda answering format. GOSH. Tell me, how long haven i been writing essays? I almost wanna juz dig a hole and hide in there forever till i die or sometink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The paper was 2hrs long excludin 15min reading time. Everybody was practically taking their own sweet time writin out their answers on the answer sheets. Some had their heads down on the table, like halfdead like tt. Jamie was sittin in front of me n she looked kinda restless thru out the entire paper. I tot 2 hrs was too much of a time but i almos cldn complete my paper. Surprising a few of my frens told me they didn manage to complete it. God bless. 2 whole hrs of non-stop writin really made my hand so weak n numb tt it wldn stop trembling. But its all good now. I tink i shld have an early rest tonite. That is if im able to fall aslp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Accts and stats up next. I hope it both goes well for me too. Peeps, plz give me all ur blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Feels like another day without u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116179548056979253?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116179548056979253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116179548056979253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116179548056979253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116179548056979253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/10/wed_26.html' title='wed'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116170719898707780</id><published>2006-10-25T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:26:39.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thank u for makin me feel beta after an entire day of muggin. But i stil am feelin bit depressed. And i stil cant help it but feel jealous even thou i constantly remindin myself that it aint gonna happen for real. Even thou i get constant reassurance. But y does my stubborn heart doesn wanna listen to my mind? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;My heart is feelin wat my head wants to deny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116170719898707780?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116170719898707780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116170719898707780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116170719898707780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116170719898707780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/10/tue_25.html' title='tue'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116169809530512578</id><published>2006-10-24T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T21:54:55.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Read read read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Flip flip flip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Write write write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mug mug mug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Its time to take a break. A short one thou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;My eyes are hurting bad!! Someone plz help me sooth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116169809530512578?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116169809530512578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116169809530512578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116169809530512578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116169809530512578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/10/tue.html' title='tue'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116166764262548242</id><published>2006-10-24T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T13:34:12.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya to all my malay frens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;My fren was tellin me e other day that wen its chinese new year, theres 2 1/2 days of hols for everybody. But wen its hari raya, there's onli 1 day of hols. Is that so? Seriously sorry guys coz i really have no idea. I didn take notice of such stuff like dis, like if u were to ask me wen is "tomb sweepin" day for the chinese i'd tell ya, WO BU ZI DAO. Haha! Im really hopeless wen it comes to dates. I didn even know that it was lantern festival a few weeks back until i saw pple carryin lanterns n playin wit fire on e ground under the void decks! Wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anywayz. Hols today. Exam tmr. I feel rather sad for my muslim frens who have gotta celebrate dis joyful occasion and yet worryin and preparin for tmr's paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Muggin muggin muggin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yikes yikes yikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116166764262548242?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116166764262548242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116166764262548242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116166764262548242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116166764262548242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/10/wed_24.html' title='wed'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116153648347963938</id><published>2006-10-23T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T11:19:24.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Did some serious muggin today. I guess i dun have much of a choice now that the time is almost up. 3 modules to handle this time ard and its definately much much tougher den before. Its no longer plain memorizing. Sigh. I hate all the burning of midnite oil. Yikes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I miss u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116153648347963938?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116153648347963938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116153648347963938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116153648347963938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116153648347963938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/10/sun_23.html' title='sun'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116145322324948134</id><published>2006-10-22T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T01:53:43.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Slp tight my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116145322324948134?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116145322324948134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116145322324948134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116145322324948134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116145322324948134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/10/sun.html' title='sun'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116144958060384196</id><published>2006-10-22T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T00:53:00.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lack of slp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I feel so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But thank u so much :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;U made me smile at the earliest hour of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116144958060384196?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116144958060384196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116144958060384196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116144958060384196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116144958060384196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/10/sat.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116130885030167650</id><published>2006-10-20T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:56:16.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I didn return home on wed's nite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Its a pretty normal act for me but juz not on a weekday. Sometink drastic happened and i juz needed some comfort. I needed to feel safe and assured again. I hope that doesn freaked u out. But thank u for makin me feel beta thru the nite. I cld really feel the change in me the next day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I cant thank u enough for always bein there for me thou there are times and days wen i cld really be a pain in the ass or that insensitive monster. I cant thank u enough for always understandin me and listenin to my every single problem. I cant thank u enough for always puttin up with those nasty attitude and behaviour of mine.I cant thank u enough for puttin in ur ultimate most effort in makin things work. I cant thank you enough for always makin me smile at the end of the day. I cant thank u enough for stayin up wit me regardless of how tired and worn out ur. I cant thank u enough for the best things that happened in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ur the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116130885030167650?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116130885030167650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116130885030167650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116130885030167650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116130885030167650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/10/fri.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116058426880442075</id><published>2006-10-12T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T00:37:01.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I've been really happy these few days. Juz for many mini reasons. Some reasons which pple might not think of it as impressive or worth any kind of happiness, but I'm glad that i enjoyed myself very much. A sweet life i have :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lately, i realised that havin dinner at Bugis street ain't a very wise idea. Its either u get there early to book sits 15-20mins before break fast or u go somewhere else to makan. I swear to god, its damn damn damn packed there wit so many malays waitin eagerly for their first meal of the day. But hey im not makin a racist remark here, i'm juz really surprised by the blooming business of tt coffeehouse. Its owned by a chinese, i tink. But all the food is chinese food and its Halal. Hmm oh well, watever it is, i so love the chicken rice there and the fried fish soup. Yummy!! One day next week Cara? Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The other day at Starbucks, Cara order dis hazelnut drink. I dunno the exact name of that drink but it was fantastic! It of coz, taste of hazelnut and a strong strong strong touch of chocolate too. Gosh. I dun mind havin one cup every single day, but it cost $7 and i'm apparently VERY broke. So....anyone willin to give me a treat? And oh did i mention i love ikea's hotdogs as well? Hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ANTM cycle 7. Haha channel 5 is onli airing cycle 6 and ive already finished watchin tt cycle and moved on to cycle 7. Gosh, ANTM cycle 6 girls are so boring la. No babes onli bitches. But cycle 7! No regrets watchin it mann! Im so gonna wait patiently every week to catch it off YOUTUBE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Promotion of e girls have already been done by Becky, coz she practically plastered their pics on her blog la! So if any1 is interested, u guys can click on her link and sneak a peek. No harm done no collection fees collected neither. So yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Guess im blabberin nonsense.... so im gonna go continue my chat wit becky now and till den peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116058426880442075?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116058426880442075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116058426880442075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116058426880442075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116058426880442075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/10/wed_12.html' title='wed'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-116041606714975844</id><published>2006-10-10T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T12:27:18.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;To the tennis peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thank u all for the great time at the BBQ chalet las sat. It was a blast and definately most fun i had in a while. Its not always im exposed to nice, fun and kind pple like the tennis peeps. I'm glad Clinton invited me thou i aint exactly in the team. Most of team members turned up for the BBQ, which was really nice of em, at least they made an effort. AND KAT ACTUALLY SHOWED UP!!!! MISSED U GAL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cara and I arrived at East Coast at ard 7+. Costa sands chalet? Had to walk one big supa round juz to get to Blk A 8. Coz unlike the past, the chalets were now all fenced up seperating the huge field in front of it all. So no more mini soccer while BBQ-ing. Anywayz its alrite, we had other plans up our sleeves. Considering the fact that i dun really fancy using my hands to eat, i ate quite alot that nite. We had hotdogs, crabsticks, chickenwings...and countless cups of drinks. No alcohol thou. Apparently banned for me coz of wat happened on New Year's Eve. The team will neva allow me to be in that state again. I juz got totally wasted la that fateful nite. Sorry once again guys. Now back to BBQ, muz i mention that Cara and Guihui are the best chefs wen it comes to BBQ food? Haha! And jing, for the crabsticks. The guys spent most of the evening playin games. Tink its called ....warcraft? Not too suree la. And of coz we took ALOT of pics on gui's, jing's, cara's, donna's, clinton's cameras. Pics to be uploaded real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;After the 2hrs plus of eatin eatin and drinkin drinkin at abt 10+, we decided to make a trip to 7-11 to grab some mineral water. Terence, Vickie, Cara, Gui, Donna. But on the way there we dropped 2 of em. They gotta go home la. Spoilsport leh...Hehe. Anywayz we had the longest walk eva to 7-11. But to make our efforts worthwhile, we also went to the arcade and mac. Wanted to play bowling but none of us have socks wit us and using socks used by god knows how many other pple are definately nt a wise idea so we decided to give it a missed. Spent some time at the arcade cooling down, so glad for the aircon coz we were really sweating so much due to the long walk. Terence and Cara played The Lost World and for one i tot they'r gonna complete the game coz i swear tt they spent at least 30min in front of the screen juz shootin shootin n shootin those dinosaurs!. Haha. Pity those small boys who were waitin forever for their turn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;After spending abt 1hr+ at the arcade, it was time for us to head off to mac for some food. Ok fine, onli me and vickie actually ate. Terence and Cara cldn find any space in their stomach for mac after all the food frm the BBQ i guess. I had mcchicken meal and i stil wasnt full?! Mayb onli abt 3/4 full. Haha, worms in my stomach? After makan we left for 7-11, finally. Bought many bottles of mineral water + ice lemon tea (requested by Kat) and so followed by the long walk back to the chalet. Really really tiring on our legs mann. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Once we got back to the chalet, i ate again. Dis time is jing's crabsticks. I meant the crabsticks tt was personally BBQ-ed by her. Was really delicious coz it aint burnt at all and also for the fact tt she applied alot of butter on it. Haha. I ate as much as i possibly cld while a couple of us were sittin by the BBQ pit. Juz sittin and chattin away. By that time some of the guys were already upstairs snoring away so we were onli down wit Clinton, Gary, Jing, Cara, Terence, Vicki, Gabriel, Me and dis other guy whom i dunno e name (sorry dude), who were still awake. We decided to play poker cards. Played blackjack, Indian poker and dis other game. The game which requires u to come up wit a phrase and someone else gotta act the words out for the rest to guess? So yeah. Oh and i gotta say that Clinton and Gabriel got it the worse while we were playing indian poker. Clinton had to drink abt 5 huge cups of plain tap water and Gabriel 3 cups. Haha. Somehow Clinton juz kept on recievin the card wit the number '3' on it which is the smallest among all la. Haha. Gary was sayin that he might as well go n bath himself in the sea water. Lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;We got abit bored of the games after a while so we decided to stop. We ended up havin a group chat, were talkin abt the tennis ivp which is gonna be in 3weeks time and of coz some other stuff. For the first time after so long i actually felt that the tennis team had somehow bonded thru this gathering. Its really essential for a team to communicate and all with one another. So im really glad that we had the chance to sit down and mingle with pple whom we meet twice a week but rather speak to (thou im nt technically in the team). Now tennis trainin back in NYP wldn b so boring and stale, instead it wld b filled with interactions and joy. Coconut drink after every trainin session!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Actually Terence, Cara and me wanted to leave the chalet at 2+ am but we decided to drag on since we werent feelin really tired. And im glad we did coz if we were to leave earlier we wld have missed out on all the fun. Once again i'd like to say a huge thanks for all the tennis peeps!!! We shld have more of dis kinda gathering soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;PS: Stil am waitin to c all the pics taken.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Alrite shall sign off now. Take care u peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-116041606714975844?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/116041606714975844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=116041606714975844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116041606714975844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/116041606714975844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/10/mon.html' title='mon'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-115997964332815862</id><published>2006-10-05T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:34:03.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Frankie J - What's A Man To Do/The One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Fergie - The Dutchress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I dunno y but i feel a sense of awe whenever u did that. Whenever u managed to score a pt, whenever u give ur opponents a good thrashin. N u deserve every rite to have what ur havin rite now. U train so hard all the time and never once u complained. Unlike those days wen u used to take it for granted and juz played casually tinking that u will improve due to constant hitting. But im glad u got smarter? Juz wanna tell u that watching u in court today was exhilarating. I dun c the need to mention the score but it was certainly great and u deserve to be proud of it. But plz dun be a show-off. U played beta den wat i expected actually ! (not lookin down on u ah!) *grins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Thank u for the lovely evening :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-115997964332815862?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/115997964332815862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=115997964332815862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115997964332815862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115997964332815862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/10/wed.html' title='wed'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-115962046318884711</id><published>2006-09-30T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:45:53.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gosh i am so full that i can barely move from my sit. Im currently wit Cara at her granny's plc. If u guys wanna look for the best malay/chinese food in spore, i can honestly say that this is the plc u wld definately dun wanna miss. Whenever im here, id eat like theres no tomorrow. Yeah sure id feel guilty coz my exercise routine for the week had gone down the drain but i DUN CARE! Coz her granny's cookin is sometink u'd definately NOT wanna miss!! Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now that its fasting month, the food is even more delicious and gracious. The best part : amt of food/drinks/junk that are always serve to us are never-ending. After a normal dinner (which consist of rice and ingredients) we will have logan drink, some cut fruits, pancake frm jollybean, fried bananas...........Im juz tryin really hard to stay away frm anymore incoming food rite now coz im really really very full/bloated and if i were to intake anymore my stomach might juz explode. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Im currently addicted to the same show as i was exactly a year ago. During dis period too. Shall nt mention the name of the show coz its not exactly known here. Feel like watching the entire 3 seasons all over again. Probably i'l. If ive the time. And i onli have 1 day of sch dis comin week. But study plans wit deepa and carrie are gonna be on most likely from tue onwards? Damn. To be exact, my exams are in the month's time. 3 modules to tackle. OB, STATS, ACCTS. Equally stressful and tough. God bless me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;OH! I miss becky! I miss Carrie! I miss Deepa! Where are u guys?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mos imptly i miss u.&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/12916389-115962046318884711?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/115962046318884711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=115962046318884711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115962046318884711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115962046318884711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/09/sat_115962046318884711.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-115950276993769516</id><published>2006-09-29T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:47:05.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yay!! A new skin for my blog. Even thou i dun update my blog that frequently as compared to alot others, i stil managed to spare some time lookin for a new skin and update the previous template. Its also partially coz ive slightly more free time for myself these few days. Thanks becky for wanting to help me wit it !!! I appreciate ur sincere tots. Hehe. Anywayz girl, hope to catch u online soon? I missed u!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the main purpose for dis entry is to say thanks to my dear fren becky. So, thanks loads girl! :D so ciao u guys~&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/12916389-115950276993769516?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/115950276993769516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=115950276993769516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115950276993769516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115950276993769516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/09/fri.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-115942297552811236</id><published>2006-09-28T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:47:53.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24th Sept 2006 = 1st day of fasting. (For the muslims)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Been really busy for the pas few weeks. Tryin to complete my OB assignment which consisted of 2 parts. A case study for us to analyse and another qns for us to interpret. Was damn exhuastin in e very beginnin coz we cant pinpoint e causes and the syntoms in the case study. Next is off the the library to get references book. It was stated that one of e requirements for tt assignment is that we must have at least 8 references. Gosh. So basically, at the end of the 3 weeks? we wrote a report tt consisted of 3000words? Typed til fingers numb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Past few weeks of school was a mixture of fun and unhappiness. There are some pple who made me feel like i dun belong whereas there are some or rather MORE pple that made me feel so warm and welcome. One of my supposely-not-so-close fren came up to me one day during our refreshments and asked me "Elaine, u ok or not? i can c wats goin on u know......". To be honest i was quite taken aback. My so called close frens did not even approach or ask me such qns, i mean that really showed me how "close" they actually are wit me. In fact they did the complete opposite. Well i shld understand, now that they "found" eachother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That nite i had a chat wit regina over msn. Told her some stuff and she gave me some advice. She actually managed to make me felt beta after all that had happened. Really grateful for that. Thou we dun communicate mos of the time in sch, i feel im closer to her at heart. Hehe sounds so cheesy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pinkie : The first day i knew her, we were talking non-stop while travellin from clementi all the way to paya lebar! Haha we were juz havin those common getting-to-know-u kinda convo, ya know wat i mean? She came up to me one day and started tellin me certain stuff which i still not mention coz its too sensitive. Besides i cant b certain of the pple who view my blog. Pinkie, if ur reading dis, juz wan u to know tt ur secret's safe wit me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Carrie : This crazy blur girl. NEH MINDDDD~~~ Haha thats her pet phrase. Yest was the first time i interacted wit her. She actually reminded me alot of becky. The way she speaks, the things she said, the way she reacts to certain stuff. Plus of coz becky and her, both blur blur cute cute one. Coz i met Deepa and travelled wit her and Carrie to sch from Bukit Batok. Sat beside her thru out the 3hrs lect and she cant stop making me laugh. Her actions and all. Shes seriously such a blur and quite clumsy girl. HEY CARRIE!! I know u read my blog so a huge SHOUTOUT to u!! I tink we click pretty well, dont we? Plz dun say "Balding" again ah!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Deepa : Happened to sit beside her one day during stats lect. She's so frenly. Thou we werent officially frens tt time, she talked to me like she knew me inside out. Haha! really cute and funloving person she is. Been chattin wit her lately on msn too and got to know that she wanna resume her exercising routine? Well im sure i can make an effort to get my lazy ass off home to go to the gym wit her. Kinda miss runnin on the treadmill too. Hey babe, now our new routine is to go to school togther everyday ok? Plus we gotta prep for our exams. OB,BS,IA. All 3 papers are killers mann!! Let us all thrive hard for a HD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alrite, feelin kinda tired now. Nap time guys~~&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/12916389-115942297552811236?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/115942297552811236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=115942297552811236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115942297552811236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115942297552811236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/09/thur.html' title='thur'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-115841894544737931</id><published>2006-09-16T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:48:57.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Veronicas - The Secret life of ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Justin Timberlake - Futuresex/Lovesounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish i could be there for you whenever u need a shoulder to lean on. Or anytime when you are down and need a pair of comforting arms around you. I'd gladly be the one offering endless of that. &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/12916389-115841894544737931?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/115841894544737931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=115841894544737931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115841894544737931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115841894544737931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/09/sat.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-115311226867138526</id><published>2006-07-17T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:43:58.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Woah. Finally ive the strength to get off the bed to do some blogging. I had the worst cramps on sat. Almost lost my life. Rmb the las time i actually felt dis way when im havin my period was during sec sch. For some reason the pain went to the extend that i actually broke out into cold sweat and feel like puking. Yeah and i did vomit. Rite after u made me a cup of hot milo n felt me 2 panadols. Thank u for puttin me to bed and i dunno wat did u do but i felt so comfortable and fell aslp almost immediately. The pain was gone too. Sometimes i wonder if u have some kind of magical powers :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-115311226867138526?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/115311226867138526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=115311226867138526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115311226867138526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115311226867138526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/07/mon_17.html' title='mon'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-115287610379904239</id><published>2006-07-14T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:42:57.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Im apparently stuck in the lab wit 2 crazy pple beside me. They are working on their proj while i was chatting on msn wit Wye, Rowenna and Andeline a while ago. And watched a few episodes of Family Guy. Some pple muz be thinking, dis girl crazy ah kept on laughing to herself. Coz i had my earphones on so they obviously cldn hear wat was playing in my lappie. Crazy silly adult humor in there. Decided to take a short nappie and got disturbed by that 2 crazy pple beside me, who are, Xiuhui and Cara. They are juz jealous coz im enjoying myself away while they are cracking their brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Kel online yesterday and its been so long since we las spoke. So she had alot of stuff to update me abt so did i. She had SIM-UOL orientation the day before and she wil be starting sch on the 31st July. So is Nat. We shall meet up for lunch in sch k!! And its confirm that that bird-brained Celeste is attending classes in SIM as well. Heard that she's taking Business Management as well. Luckily shes nt under the same sch as im. Thou literally she's. Juz hope that i dun bump into her in school or else id really be suey for the rest of the day. Seriously cant stand her no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up wit Wye on MSN. Stil the same old wye whose forever telling me he wanna find The One and settle down. Till now. Sigh, He's stil playing ard. Playin wit pple's hearts. Aiyo dude, dunno what to say abt u liao. And theres another fren of mine. Hangin on to a girl whom he know will neva acept him. why are there pple like that? Why are some pple born to b a heartbreaker? And some are born on this earth to play ard wit women's feelings. Seriously hate such behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite im ranting nonsense. Beta go nw. Ciao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-115287610379904239?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/115287610379904239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=115287610379904239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115287610379904239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115287610379904239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/07/fri.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-115254941021699449</id><published>2006-07-11T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:41:56.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant believe what i juz read. I cant believe my eyes. I cant believe that wld actually happened. Sebas and Riza actually said that but we sorta expected it rite Cara? Oh well no worries, you and i know how they "helped" when u were seriously ill. When you took MC and they declared that u didn do anything. When u stayed back till 9pm when u had high fever. I can stil rmb that there was a couple of times wen u were working on ur proj while the 2 of em were out at the BBall court playing away. Don't worry cara, i know how it feels. Wen pple onli noticed the bad side of every thing. They dun seem to rmb any of the positive stuff. I rmb vaguely that u helped tremendously in one of the proj and coz of u the whole grp got an A. Remind me again whose the leader and who actually did all of the work? Like assigning tasks to members of the grp, arranged meetings wit client etc? Hmmm. Juz a qns for u. I rmb that u aint the leader of the grp, so tell me, y r u doin all of the above rather den the so-called appointed leader? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U probably rmb my fallout wit my classmates las sem. Its all abt my best fren stabbed me at the back coz she called me a bitch behind my back. You know hw bad it got me. Riza, u stood by me during that period of time. U conforted me and consoled me, telling me nt to worry too much, dun bother abt em coz u will be there for me. U said u hate pple like tt, hyprocites. Bitching abt a fren behind her back is nt nt nt a good thing to do. I'm tellin u nw, u did exactly the same thing. Thou its nt directly to me. Im really really disappointed in u. Neva did i expect u to do such a thing. Sebas, i may not be that close to u but its sad that u wrote that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously no mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/12916389-115254941021699449?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/115254941021699449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=115254941021699449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115254941021699449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115254941021699449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/07/mon.html' title='mon'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-115164517809798362</id><published>2006-06-30T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:40:07.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hi guys. Its been a while since i did an entry. Well guess life's juz as lazy as it is. There's notink much to write abt anywayz. Indeed there are certain happy/unhappy events that happened since the last update but i wld rather keep it to myself. U dun always have to express how u feel or wat u feel in front of all ur frenz. I'm not a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had graduation ceremony las tuesday. I tink. Forgot the date thou. Met up wit Sara and realised that i actually miss poly life. I mean sure there are really mean pple in poly but overall i love all my frenz. Amazingly enough that one particular fren that ive lost recently. And to that one particular person id not eva wanna cross path with is actually gonna be in the same course as me. Wtf. ARGH. Life. God juz knows wen to screw tinks up for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna miss tennis :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-115164517809798362?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/115164517809798362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=115164517809798362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115164517809798362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115164517809798362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/06/fri.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-115073807449808154</id><published>2006-06-20T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:40:56.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;So tired. Damn tired. And my wrist hurts. Stupid me who always tend to use my wrist to hit e tennis balls instead of my forearm!!! When will i ever learn !!! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;WIT ME!! ARGHHHHHHH!! I hate it whenever i cant return coach's balls or Cara's dad. Or anybody else for that matter. Its juz the frustrated feelin in me, ya know wat i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pple juz makes me sick in e stomach. Selfish/hypocrite assholes. And i totally regretted sometink which i did today. I shldn have agreed to it. Nvm coz they will have to BEG me for it. HAHA! u suckers !! Let me tel u sometink, it aint a nice way to treat ur so-called frenz, If u wanna say sometink nasty abt them, juz say it straight in their faces. Dun go ard bitching abt them to others. And hey ive came to know abt that there are certain pple on dis earth whom i shall refer to them as "Leeches" coz they will creep on u for a certain motive and once the motive of theirs is achieved they will turned their back against u. Blood suckers. Get out of my sight will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, btw have fun leeching on other pple nw. Pity those blind ones who allow u to act ur pathetic moves on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-115073807449808154?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/115073807449808154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=115073807449808154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115073807449808154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115073807449808154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/06/mon.html' title='mon'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-115056736188486764</id><published>2006-06-18T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T02:02:41.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Had a chat wit Sara las nite. Hmm i tink it was a really nice and heart warming one. Im really glad that she kinda opened up to me. Thanks for trusting me yeah babe? hahaha. More qns and ans next time on msn. Feel free to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out wit Zahidah and Cara today. Kinda walked ard town aimlessly apart frm the fact tt Zahidah got a hair clip from The Heeren. And we had to wait for Cara frm 12.30pm - 3.30pm. As usual, she was late. So we took our time to travel frm Yishun to YCK (Zahidah decided to drop by SSDC to register for PDL) den to Summerset. Woah. Draining. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my legs r kinda sore frm las week's activities. Cara got it worse i tink. Coz its definately much tougher on her side. But im glad. When the time comes, do me proud girl!!! I know u'l. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'd like to thank T and Germaine for the supper las monday. Dis coming monday too? *wink. Its really nice to have such a cheerful and sincere couple like them. No fakey acts frm them at all. That makes me feel so at ease and comfortable. Enjoyed myself totally. Way to go T &amp; Germ !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my beauty slp. Nitez. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-115056736188486764?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/115056736188486764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=115056736188486764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115056736188486764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115056736188486764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/06/sat_18.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-115035486045181885</id><published>2006-06-15T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T15:01:00.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thur</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its another 45min before i leave home for tennis. Thur tennis training in school has became really dry. It wasnt exactly like before but i tink that its all for the beta. Invisible lines are sometimes not a bad thing afterall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been pretty lucky wit movies lately. Caught a couple of good ones and won a couple of free ones. Haha. Caught Just My Luck wit Cara yest. It wasnt as good as it seemed. To tink i was actually so lookin forward for that show to be aired. Cara mum asked me abt it when i returned to her hse in the nite, she said she knew it wldn be a good show after watching the shots off the television. Hmmm. Anywayz we caught the movie for free, thats the best part. So shall not complain any further :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R boy and E gal had been neglected. My lil bro is not longer thrill by the fact of them existing in our home. Normally he wld take care of em when im away but not lately. They doesn interest my bro anymore. Im sad. But luckily, theyr stil surviving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time up! Shower before leaving home...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-115035486045181885?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/115035486045181885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=115035486045181885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115035486045181885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/115035486045181885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/06/thur.html' title='thur'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-114935348144112049</id><published>2006-06-04T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T00:53:40.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A day when i feel the connection between you and me. And that feels great.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-114935348144112049?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/114935348144112049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=114935348144112049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114935348144112049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114935348144112049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/06/sat.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-114836110806943801</id><published>2006-05-23T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:11:33.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tue</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Haha Finally my download has completed. Took me 2whole days to get it all loaded. Yay! Now i can sit back and enjoy the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i did do a lil surfing on the net to find out more abt the show and the cast in it. Happened to stumble upon a quiz and guess which character am i?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SPENCER CALIN&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/2618"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/south/spencer.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-114836110806943801?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/114836110806943801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=114836110806943801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114836110806943801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114836110806943801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/05/tue.html' title='tue'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-114832130350830151</id><published>2006-05-23T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:12:14.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First day of lesson. Ncap Level 1. Most of my dear frenz out there probably wldn know wat does that refers to. Neither do i actually. Haha juz note that i need to sit thru courses from Level 1 - Level 3. Theory and Technical Tests as well. Well. No matter what career ur after, Money always comes first. No money no say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course is for a month. 3 days in a week. Two and a half hour per session. Sounds tirin? yeah it aint. Probably juz the journey there and back. Spore sports council actually sent me a letter 2 weeks before the course starts. The letter includes my registration particulars and a map which shows us the exact location of the building where the lessons will be held at. Girls. Cant read map. Juz wen i was abt to ask the MRT control station lady the directions to the building guess who i saw?? Someone blonde..whom apparently juz dyed his hair. WYE!! Haha Hes my angel mann!! To tink id actually bump into him at that very moment. If it wasnt for him i'd be walking ard that area like a blur sotong tryin to find my way ard. Thanks dude! Owe u one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is life full of compeition and challenges? Are true and sincere friends one in a zillion? Are hyprocite people still surviving and multipling in this small pathetic world? Some kind souls plz answer these doubts of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss u. R boy &amp; E girl says hi~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-114832130350830151?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/114832130350830151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=114832130350830151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114832130350830151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114832130350830151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/05/mon.html' title='mon'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-114797165095742118</id><published>2006-05-19T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:12:46.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thur</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello peeps. So sorry for the lack of updates. Im currently feeling very tired nw. Juz got back frm tennis training. I've like a few days of tennis in a week. Which i tink is really enjoyable and it keeps me in shape. But it cld get really tiring thou. Oh well. I've all the time in the world now so i'd rather put it into good use rather den juz stay home everyday and surf the net, eat, sleep. Even thou sleeping is my next fav pasttime. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thur, we bumped into Kim in our school's loo. We [Mum,Cara,Sam] were all getting ready for tennis practice n there she stood by the sink. Haha. She looked at me, wanted to smile and talk to me den she saw Cara. Her face turned white. Hehe. Cara mocked at her and wen Cara entered the cubicle, Kim left in a hurry. Cant believe that she is still afraid of Cara. Puss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, i realised that everywhere i go, i see pple wit PSP in their hands. Now even my closest buddy has one. Haha! White in color. Used to prefer the Black one but ever since she got the white one for herself i find that its so much nicer den the black. I've always trusted Cara when it comes to stuff like that. She always pick the best one. Take my brown high cut converse shoes for example. Its one of the limited editions now! Hehe. And i love it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up wit Sara someday las week. We had an early lunch followed by movie = Aquamarine. In fact, i watched that movie twice! Coz i caught it wit Cara on the first day of screening. But hey i stil enjoy it. Hehe. Thanks sara for the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, tink i beta go to dreamland already. Till den.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-114797165095742118?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/114797165095742118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=114797165095742118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114797165095742118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114797165095742118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/05/thur.html' title='thur'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-114468072451944476</id><published>2006-04-10T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:13:17.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sickenin face. Juz cldn be bothered to even look at u or speak to u. I do not wanna have anytink to do wit u if possible. Seriously cant stand u. Juz fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to begin my entry. Anywayz juz met some sickening idiots today. Who have been seriously pissin me off regardless of what they do. Not in a very good mood nw. Whatever.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-114468072451944476?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/114468072451944476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=114468072451944476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114468072451944476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114468072451944476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/04/mon_10.html' title='mon'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-114400324844785661</id><published>2006-04-03T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:13:48.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its 2.29AM nw on a sunday nite = Monday mornin. My bro borrowed a particular movie frm his fren and he asked me to watch it. Titled "Idle Hands" filmed in the year 1999. Doesnt sound interestin at all rite? Well i tot so too. Since i was bored and i didn wanna watch any South Park or Lword, i decided to give that show i try. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!! The movie was fantastic MANN !! Love it. Mixture of scary and funny. Its damn gd mann. At least my 1hr &amp; 30min didn go to waste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While watchin the show i was tryin to chat wit Rebecca as well. Full screen on Windows Media Player den minimize it to reply her on MSN. Haha. She was chattin wit 2 person under the same roof. That wld b my bro and I. Haha. She was my bro's sec sch fren. Nw u guys out there muz b wonderin how did i became frens wit my bro's fren. LOng story. Dun feel like typin it all out. Lazy la. Sorry !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped by Cara's hse in the late evenin. Haney was already slping. And guess wat, she fell dw and hit her lips against the floor. And nw her upper lip is swollen wit a cut on it. Gosh. It looked pretty bad to me. So poor tink my lil haney sweetie pie...I wonder hw is she gonna have her meals.Prayin that it will heal asap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tink i beta go to bed nw. Gonna be a long day for me tmr. I tink. Till den guys ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinkin of u rite nw. I miss u.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-114400324844785661?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/114400324844785661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=114400324844785661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114400324844785661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114400324844785661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/04/mon.html' title='mon'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-114391029261953555</id><published>2006-04-02T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:14:00.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !! Im so excited !! Finally i managed to find an album which ive been searchin for high &amp; low. 911 - The Journey. Alritez, anti boybands can scram off nw. I know u guys r probably goin like "CHEY!! Another boyband!! ARGH!!". Save those comments for yourself. Anywayz woah, 911, damn old old old school sia. They released tt album erm..in the year 1997. That was way back wen i was stil in secondary sch. Sec 3 i guess. Ive been wanting to meet Azleen up to borrow the cd frm her (apparently shes the onli one tt owes 911-The Journey among all my sec sch frenz) but no time la. Our time doesn permit. Wen im free shes busy, wen shes free im busy. ARGH! But its alrite nw coz IVE FINALLY GOTTEN THE CD !! Thats all that matters. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been pretty busy lately. Helpin Cara wit her family stuff. Dun feel like mentionin it here coz there might b some unwelcome pple reading my blog. Have been spending lotsa time with Haney as well. Thou she can b quite a nuisance at times, i love her to bits. I treat her like my own sista. Everytime i saw her eva cutie face i can neva bring myself to scold her or make her cry. She can b really notti at times!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things hasn been pretty easy for the both of us. I know that. And i know that u have lotsa responsibilty in hand tt u have to be responsible for and i understand that. That is why im willin to be there for u whenever possible. Im sorry if i showed u my temper at times but u know that its in me and im willin to try to nt be that way. It takes time and i believe that im able to control my temper beta nw compared to in the past. I juz wan u to know that i miss being wit u. I miss real communication between us. I miss u comfortin me and assurin me that tinks are gonna be alrite wen tinks aren't rite. I miss ur hugs. I miss ur cuddles. Most of all, I Miss You. Onli You.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-114391029261953555?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/114391029261953555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=114391029261953555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114391029261953555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114391029261953555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/04/sat.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-114381496090702902</id><published>2006-03-31T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:14:17.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Batang" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finally i went to the doc today. Got to the clinic at 1235pm and registered at the counter but the lady told me that ive to wait til 2pm for the doctors to return frm their lunch. WTH. So i had no choice but to hang ard doin notink. At least i managed to grabbed lunch from a coffeeshop which was 10min walk away. Sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beep is currently on repeat on my iTunes. Thanks to the vidz im so addicted to the song. I know la cara im slow but it was onli nw that i managed to get ard watching the vidz off YouTube. Dun blame me alritez. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 nites ago i was on MSN with Becky till 4.30am in the mornin. Talked abt so many stuff. One of the topic was on Campus Superstar. I was reading one of my primary sch fren's blog and he posted a vidz of one of the Campus Superstar contestant singin Jay Chou's "Feng". Ive to admit that he sings pretty well and hes nt bad lookin too. Hmm but i tink that guy (Yu Yang) is not in the finals. Sad. Anywayz who cares. Its nt my life. Haha. Cruel me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz had my medication and im beginnin to feel slpy. So im gonna go to slp nw. Till den guys...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-114381496090702902?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/114381496090702902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=114381496090702902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114381496090702902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114381496090702902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/03/fri_31.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-114364335347076770</id><published>2006-03-29T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:14:46.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Batang" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm ill. Down with flu and sorethroat. To top it off, I got myself burnt due to yesterday's trip to Sentosa's Palawan Beach. I guess theres a huge price to pay for looking good. I tink i look better when im tanned. Fair = China Woman. But apparently i tink im lookin more red then tanned. And my burnt back hurts like hell. At least my face aint hurting that badly even thou its red coz i applied sunblock on it. I used to be able to withstand long hours exposure to the sun without gettin myself all burnt and red. No idea why i cant handle it anymore. Sad. How am i gonna managed since i get my SI cert? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6am yesterday after onli havin 2 hrs of slp. Cant get to slp coz whenever i lie dw my nose get blocked. Damn frustratin. Made me lose out on my slp for at least 3nites in a row. Met Cara, Riza, Sam &amp; ChinBoon at 8am in HarbourFront. Had Mac breaky. Oh, Haney came along wit us as well. Cara's Baby Sista. Instead of calling me Elaine, she calls me "ye ye". Which meant Grandpa in Chinese. Haha shall forgive her coz shes onli 2 1/2 years old. I cant wait to hear her pronounce my name for the very first time thou. Probably when shes another year older. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played soccer and frisbee on the beach and of coz not forgettin baby haney. We had to be in the water most of the time coz she wld rather be in the waters den on the sand. It started to rain really heavily with thunder lighting at about 430pm. We were trapped in the shelter all wet and cold till 6pm. It was onli den the rain stopped slightly and we were able to get to the showers. After showering and all, we went to have our dinner at Makansutra. Tips for u guys : DO NOT eat the Mee Soto there coz its so yikey. Totally tasteless. And i had Haagen Dazz for desert :D Haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometink is wrong wit me lately. Notink seems to be able to cheer me up. Not even Lword. I used to be able to watch it like 24hrs everyday. But lately it doesn seems to interest me as much. What is wrong wit me? Sometink is juz nt rite. Can anybody tell me wat is wrong wit me? What is making me feel or tink dis way. I tink im goin thru some kind of depression. I tink im goin insane here. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-114364335347076770?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/114364335347076770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=114364335347076770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114364335347076770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114364335347076770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/03/wed.html' title='wed'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-114326570093684324</id><published>2006-03-25T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:14:58.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Batang" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Damnit. ARGH!! Accidentally deleted the previous entry. And i dun rmb wat did i write in there. Forget abt it, no use gettin all worked up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, Exams are finally over. Like a month ago. I had a 3days 2nites chalet the following week wit the normal peeps. N guess wat, those worthless pple in my class were also havin a chalet at the same plc as we were. I wasnt invited, notink new wit that. Neither was Michelle. Guess we were marked as the "black sheeps" in that pathetic miserable class. I can stil rmb Nat asking me a qns that kinda hits me and made me realised that i actually made the silliest mistake of all without even realising my foolishness at that very pt of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat: "Hey, ask ya, why did u wanna change class?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: -Stunned- "Actually its nt my idea, mz juz dragged me along..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WAS I TINKING MANN!! Dun i eva learn that ive to listen to myself and neva eva follow or heed other pple's saying? Damnitz. Stupid Elaine. U deserve it. Anywayz, nw that school's over i need nt c those worthless faces again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoke to Hidayah las nite on MSN and she actually knew that guy with small balls. If u guys rmb, i mentioned it one of my earlier entry who tt guy is. He's tt bastard that was in my class. The pathetic small dick guy. Pardon me for my language. BUT hes really an asshole. Anywayz. Hidayah said that hes actually quite CUTE wit a supa cute &amp; firm ass. -puke-  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings are unpredictable breeds. Pple whom u used to dislike once upon a time cld turn out to be someone who actually helped u thru hard times. And pple whom u used to trust and confide in turned out to be some hypocrites. One who backstabbed u directly in the back without u realising it. Some pple look really good on the outside and totally rotten and nasty on the inside. They can twist and turn the truth so perfectly that the other party would b totally smitten by it and fall deeper into their traps. Only stupid and dumb pple fall for that trap regardless of countless of advices given to em by pple whom sincerely cares for em. I wonder why God create such pple. Screw these shitheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara saw Kim yesterday. Haha. As usual, Kim got a shocked, stunned, turned and walked away as fast as she cld. Cara cld have juz punch her in the face if she weren't wit her granny. I wasn there thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall get back to watchin South Park nw. Cheers~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-114326570093684324?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/114326570093684324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=114326570093684324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114326570093684324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/114326570093684324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/03/sat_25.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113963627459950350</id><published>2006-02-11T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T13:21:34.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Batang" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A shout out to all my peeps out there. Sorry for the lack of updates. Been really busy with sch projects, assignments, reports and all. Totally stressin me out and if this were to carry on im afraid i'd juz go crazy. My english writin are certainly improvin due to the amount of reports i've written for the pas weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out some stuff regardin certain issues. Juz know that u cant trust anybody in poly. They'll eventually juz stabbed u in the back, worse tink still, WITHOUT U EVEN KNOWING IT. Anywayz screw these pple, Hypocrites. The pple in my class, worse pple to interact wit. So neva try to. Thanks Sara, Nat, Kel for standin by me durin lectures and elearning time. I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been hangin out wit Sara quite often for the pas few weeks. Shes been tellin me lotsa stuff. Sigh, seriously babe, i cant believe wat ur goin thru at the moment. It muz have been really tough on u. Nevertheless, u have to strive on and see thru this sem. Lets both study togther yeah. N not let anyone ruin our motivation. Ur mos welcome to come to me whenever u nd a listenin ear. I'l b there for u. PS: Thanks for helpin me start off wit my C#. Probably wldn have gotten anytink done without u. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That fuckin pathetic jerk in my class~ I dunno wat gotten into him and suddenly his writin stuff abt me on his msn nickname. Hey, im nt dumb, its obviously directed at me. Anywayz dis pathetic jerk, did exactly the same tink a few years ago wen he had an arguement wit someone[shall nt mention names] in our faculty coz of Her. And now, i tink its probably coz of wat i commented abt Her that He's unhappy abt. So he juz have to use childish methods to get back at me. Indeed a boy wit small balls.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113963627459950350?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113963627459950350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113963627459950350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113963627459950350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113963627459950350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/02/sat.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113869300142597876</id><published>2006-01-31T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T13:22:03.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tue</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="green" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3rd day of Lunar New Year. Been out visitin for 2 days now. First day of new year, went to my mum's best fren hse. Auntie Helen. Haven seen her for a couple of years nw. The las time i rmb, her son cld onli crawl on e floor. When i saw him 2 days back, he was already in K1 !!! So tall, probably taller den my pri5 bro. -giggles- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always believe that dis time of the year is wen u can totally pig out in every house possible. Haha! For the pas few years ive somehow managed to keep it under control BUT dis year...Ive been eatin ALOT for e past two days. Juz kept on intakin food, whether its proper or junk. Gosh. I wore tight fitted top for visitin somemore. N my lil bro juz had to go "jie i tink u really gained weight". How innocent and honest can children be at times. Theyr too honest for their own good. Sadden rite after hearin such remarks frm him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - Had dinner at Ester's hse. Did some catchin up wit mos of my cousins. Had my meal at the same table wit Chermaine, Ester, my bro and Plus1. Had a great laugh. I miss all my jies. Hehe. Rite after that we took a ride to Ester's hse. Well supposely shes married but oh well. Shall nt go into that nw. Jie wanted to pick up some booze frm her plc so we decided to tag along for a ride. Wen stri into her room and got a shocked of my life. Coz theres 4cats, fat cats roaming ard in her room. But theyr really tame. U know hw mos cats r like wen a stranger touch em they'l tryna bite or scratch em? Well jie's cats doesn do that. Hehe they juz let ya stroke their fur. SO cute !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - Went to Ahma hse at Seragoon. As usual, my whole family will sit ard the dinning table junkin away. Normally we will juz eat wateva thats available on the table itself. Shy la. But dis year for some reasons we were more daring. We went into the kitchen while ahma was abt to pour some drinks for us and told her that we wil do it ourselves. In the end we chose e drinks ourselves. -Fussy- Ahma was sayin sometink like she have some left over roasted duck in e kitchen and my bro, the usual pig, says he wld like to have some. So we ended up havin a huge plate of tt and salted veg soup. 2 bowls of that. Gosh. Do i nd to tell ya hw bloated i was after tt? We had lunch before we left our hse. Lunch - 2servings of my mum's famous eggs porridge.Ingredients are normal chicken eggs,century eggs,salted eggs,slices of chicken. YUMMY!!! Anywayz. Left ahmad hse ard 6pm, walked over to my dad's elder sis plc. Where we were suppose to have dinner. STEAMBOAT!!!! Cldn resist it, ate again. After that, guess wat? I wen town and ate again. FISH &amp; CO!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky no supper for that nite. Hehehe. Nvm. Once in a year i get to pig out like nobody's business. So im glad. Juz nd to convince myself that im gonna work it off no matter wat and how. Play more tennis and start doin more cardio exercises like running and swimmin? There's always tmr. Haha so yeah. Today laze at hm, eat, junk, enjoy las day of hols before returnin to sch e nex day. Tmr den exercise. HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna eat pineapple tarts now. Ciao~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113869300142597876?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113869300142597876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113869300142597876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113869300142597876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113869300142597876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/01/tue_30.html' title='tue'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113733059169330784</id><published>2006-01-15T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T13:22:45.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="purple" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My fingers felt so numb. So are my toes. Ive been in Mac eva since 2pm, tryin to get some work done. Decided to start on my GSC project which i juz realised 20min ago that the report has to be 25-30pages long. Deadline : 6th Feb. ARGH!!! Im goin out of my mind. And as for our Techno proj, there is stil gonna be a presentation dis comin tue. Nobody knows for sure whether there will gonna b a presentation dis comin week. Juz remembered that theres gonna be an hour of make-up class for Techno on tue as well. N we have a long ppt to prepare for. Damn. I hate dis module. I hate the pple im doin wit. I hate ppt. I hate projects. I hate reports. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a brand new week again tmr. Sch's frm 10am-9pm for me. Sch = stuck in an environment which i totally dreaded. Tennis trainin at 6pm. Doubt im able to skip my nite lab. But i really hope that my lecturer's stil on MC due to las week's road accident he was involved in. I know its cruel of me to wish for that but I REALLY WANNA PLAY TENNIS !!! So, GOD plz allow me to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw i got myself burnt. Due to long hrs under the sun yest. 9am-2pm. Haha !! Had fun thou. Thanks to my bestest buds. Hehe. I tink girls look much beta wen they'r tanned and all. BUT theres a price to pay if u wanna look gd. Rite nw, im lookin tanned + red. Red + Tanned = SUNBURNT. Used to have bikini line but now i onli have racer back line. How sad. So tips for girls : Dun get urself exposed too much under the sun unless ur wearin a bikini or else u wil end up like me currently. Uneven Tanned = UGLY. Hope that i'l have the time to go to the beach/pool anytime soon to even out my tanned. Anybody care to join me? Plz give me a buzz or sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone juz asked me, "How come nowadays teenagers fall in and out of love so easily?". Babe, Ive no idea mann. Its not me that is or was in that kinda situation. Probably, maybe yeah las time, wen i was stil a kid, during my sec sch years but Im no longer like that. Im now the more mature and grown up Elaine. Haha!! Babe, probably u can try askin Riza and Sam dis qns, coz they'r apparently the newest couple in town !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listenin to Bon Jovi : I'll Be There For U. Soundtrack frm the movie "A Lot Like Love". Ashton Kutcher, juz reminds me of someone :D U know who ur. Shall not go into details. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113733059169330784?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113733059169330784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113733059169330784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113733059169330784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113733059169330784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/01/sun_15.html' title='sun'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113717308340485220</id><published>2006-01-14T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T13:22:59.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It really scares me knowin how fast pple actually changes. Even if u dun change, tt doesn mean tt pple ard u wldn, even someone whom u tot wld be ur fren for a long long time. Someone whom u least expect to change, drifted so far apart frm u tt it hurts. It hurt so much that it actually became numb. Which cld be a blessin. Shall take Nat's Quote : Ignorance is GOLD, do not bother much abt the bitchin n rumours thats probably goin ard behind ur back. Get back on track n go on wit ur life. Life's stil hafta go on no matter what. Unless the earth decides to crash one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven been really happy these days. Mayb coz of the PMS mood swings im havin. Cry easily, over the slightest matter, for example, Kena scoldin for no particular reason. Or rather for some reason i tink i shldn be blamed for at all. Anywayz, Fuck it. I'l b fine real soon. I Hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a short day in sch. Recieved a call frm Michelle at 7AM dis mornin informin me [Las min] that we will be havin a Case Study Mini Test from 8.10-9.50AM. So much for plannin to be late for this mornin's lab. The test went well thou. Juz that for that particular lab im trapped sittin beside 2 pple whom i wish to have the least contact wit apparently. And im warnin ya, DO NOT STEP ONTO MY TAIL or else...NO MERCY !!! Had mac breaky wit Cara at 10.43AM. She was supposed to turn up at 10AM but for some reason she missed the train. Tsk!!! At least she wasn late for her test at 11AM. Wats up wit us lately, test test test and more tests. Hate sch. Hate tests. Hate classmates. But i'd like to thank Nat, Kel and Sara for their listenin ears. Thank u girls so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is juz ard the corner but im no longer lookin forward for it or feelin excited abt it. It had lost its purpose thru the years of me growin up. Used to rmb those times wen i'd enjoy myself durin this season since its meant meetin up wit my cousins and catchin up wit eachother's life. My cousins, they'r all really nice pple. Great Role Models. Ester Jiejie, whom i love the most, cant wait to c her again n huggy huggy her. Hehe! And Claire, wonder wat kinda weird hairstyle shes gonna have this year. CNY is also the time wen someone close will be truely missed. My 1st Uncle. Its been a few years nw, but we are stil missin his presence somehow. The way his laughter always seems to fill the whole livin room area while hes playin Majong and how he wld come by to each and every single one of us askin hws life comin along for us, hows school and whether we've found our other half. Lol! Hes such a joker and no doubt a wonderful Uncle. I miss him. We all do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.20AM now. Think Im gonna go to bed. Came dw wit a flu due to tennis trainin under the rain on Wed evenin. Hope it doesn get any worse den it already is. Peace out~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113717308340485220?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113717308340485220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113717308340485220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113717308340485220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113717308340485220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/01/fri_13.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113671710152176089</id><published>2006-01-08T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T13:23:45.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="black" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It has been rainin since the nite before, 1AM til nw, 6.33PM which is almost 24hrs now. Such a wet and cold weather which is perfectly suitable for lazing in bed and slping. TOO BAD!!! Ive to study for a test which is gonna be at 10AM tmr. ARGH! So annoyed !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual gang are currently sitting by my dinning table tryna get some revision done. But seems like Riza and Sam are stoning, in their own world. And Oh The My God, Can U Guys Plz Stop Touching Each Other ?!?!?!?! They've been at it for the pas couple of hours nw and its drivin Cara and I insane!!! And plz stop tryin to steal glances at each other and making eyes at each other!! *Gosh* We'r all plannin for a nice hot bowl of fish porridge for dinner somewhere in Khatib . Hehe! Juz the perfect weather for soupy stuff. Hungryz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught The Family Stone yest. An alrite movie. But nt worth our $9.50. Duration was too short and the beginnin of the show was kinda bored. Managed to sneaked in 2packets of rice into the cinema, was slowly enjoyin the meal while the movie was goin on. Sam had one packet to herself while Cara and I shared the other one. Ard 9plus we went to Pepper Lunch for supper. Lol!!! Gosh, really am gainin weight...but who cares...okokokok fine, i care :P I was juz tryna console myself for the amount of food ive intake lately while not doin any form of exercises apart frm 3hrs tennis once everyweek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get back to e toopid lect notes of mine nw. Brb.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113671710152176089?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113671710152176089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113671710152176089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113671710152176089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113671710152176089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/01/sun.html' title='sun'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113661270357881096</id><published>2006-01-07T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T13:24:02.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="brown" face="Arial Unicode MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Supposed to play tennis wit the usual gang at 11AM this mornin but when i wokeup and took a glance out of the window, the ground was wet due to las nite's rain and the sky stil look juz as cloudy and gloomy. So we decided to call it off. So did Cara's dad. I went back to slp till 1.19PM.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113661270357881096?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113661270357881096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113661270357881096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113661270357881096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113661270357881096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/01/sat.html' title='Sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113656061819800016</id><published>2006-01-06T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T13:24:16.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="light blue" face="Book Antiqua" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Had to wake up at 9.45AM today. Gotta sit for a written test - IT3762. Complete goner i guess. Wasn really prepared for it. Sigh. Dunno wats wrong wit me dis sem, completely lost motivation to study. Ive 2 more papers coming up nex week. Monday and Wednesday. I do hope by den, im well prepared and at least baring some confidence in me. Met up wit Cara, Riza &amp; Sam after the test, had lunch and attended their lab. Returned to my ASP.NET class at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i bought my Converse shoe. And its nt a pair which i planned to get. Its one which i neva tot id actually buy. High-cut. Cara chose it for me. Thanks babe! I love my shoe!! Tink im onli gonna wear it on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of deciding on which pair of shoe shld i get, Cara left for the loo. It turned out that shes havin diarrhoea, probably frm the malay rice that she ate 3hours earlier. Poor lil thing. Her face looked so cramped up and all due to the pain. Muz be really painful or else she wldn be wearing that look on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go look for food again, Hungry. Blog again soon. Tmr wil b a beta day :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113656061819800016?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113656061819800016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113656061819800016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113656061819800016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113656061819800016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/01/fri.html' title='Fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113648010931377311</id><published>2006-01-06T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T13:24:28.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thur</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="green" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cara, Riza, Sam, Sebas and I caught the movie King Kong today. Hmmm juz as i expected, the movie was a blast. I came up wit a conclusion at the end of the movie. If an animal can be as emotional and can be in a situation where it actually feels so attached to another being, y cant some human beings in the world? Some humans are much worse den animals den. Sigh. My heart goes out for KingKong. He actually sacifice his life coz of the lady. Ok fine, i admit, i cried durin the show. Was damn sad ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, We met Maia Lee in PS. Lol! Warning to everyone who knows Cara : Do nt mention Maia's name in front of her or else she'd go into the hysterical state again. Spare us Cara!! HAHA~ Anywayz, pardon Cara. It has been like her ultimate dream to meet Maia Lee face to face apart frm artists like Fann Wong, Christopher Lee, David Beckham. So yeah, we'r all willing to share ya joy with u. :D Maia was damn friendly thou. Rock on !!! What totally freaked and surprised Cara is that Maia actually rmbs that she was on her friendster list. Cara sent her a message thru friendster once i believe and Maia actually replied. Either that or Maia really tinks that Cara's cute hence rmb her. Lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed sch today. Wasn feelin too well. Havin a written test tmr which ive been tryin to study for the pas hour. Notink goes into my head thou. Totally sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brb.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113648010931377311?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113648010931377311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113648010931377311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113648010931377311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113648010931377311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/01/thur.html' title='thur'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113630748667088130</id><published>2006-01-04T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T13:24:39.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tue</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="purple" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First of all, HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone !!! To all my family members &amp; peeps. I hope u guys did make some good resolutions for the Year2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'd like to apologise to all the tennis peeps who were at the NYE BBQ session. Sorry i got myself dead drunk and instead of havin fun n enjoyin urself at the start of the brand new year, u guys had to take care of me. Promise u guys, no more drinkin for me. Besides i hate the after effects. Hangover, headache, feel like vomittin n all. Yikes.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113630748667088130?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113630748667088130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113630748667088130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113630748667088130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113630748667088130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2006/01/tue.html' title='Tue'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113592921304665263</id><published>2005-12-30T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T15:54:57.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="Red" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheers for Samantha &amp; Riza !!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113592921304665263?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113592921304665263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113592921304665263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113592921304665263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113592921304665263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/12/fri_29.html' title='fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113592856843553854</id><published>2005-12-30T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T16:04:50.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.06PM&lt;br /&gt;Hello! Back from a long vacation. I've recieved multiple complains frm my buds tt my blog seems so dead lately so UPDATEEEEEE!!! SO here im tryna update my blog for those KPO to read. Hehe, juz kiddin dudes/babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm loads of stuff happened lately. Where shld i start frm. Alrite. Terence, it seems like he had found his another half - Germaine. Terence is now a totally different person. He's no longer borin [Sorry dude! LOL!]. Which is a gd thing for our clique, coz we'r always laughin so if u hangout wit us n juz sit there,it aint wise mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riza..wats up wit him lately? or shld i say wats up wit him AND Sam lately? Haha it seems like theyr gettin along pretty well recently. TOO well i can say. Haha. Anywayz its gd to c Sam always smiling and cheerful lately. One advice Sam, Listen to ur heart n choose the rite man. One who never fails to provide u wit comfort n joy. Not one whose totally oblivious frm the hints u gave n gave u notink but misery. ROCK ON babe!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Riza, i tink its time for u to b serious. Treat a lady rite n stop foolin ard wit other girls[Apart frm us, tennis girls] n neva stop givin joy to dis one particular lady yeah? I can c that shes really happy wit u by her side, so r u. So dun u dare make her upset or else!!! Im gonna whack ur butt! Hehe. Anywayz, dun forget tt im stil ur wifey. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th Dec 2005 [Christmas] : Have neva been so slack. Juz lazin at home watchin tv while poppin chips into my mouth. Nonetheless, im glad that ive managed to prove to u that christmas can be an enjoyable festival. So is NYE. Trust me. Life can neva be the same without u in my life. Thanks for all the love, comfort and patience u provided me wit. U made me a beta person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Cara,Sam,Riza : Sch hasnt been so enjoyable without u guys ard. Thanks for makin me smile n look forward to a brand new day wen im at my lowest. Thanks for lending me a shoulder to cry/lean on. Thanks for consoling me and givin me advices when im feelin helpless. Mos of all, thanks for being my fren. Cheers and best wishes for the year 2006. Smilez :D  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113592856843553854?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113592856843553854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113592856843553854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113592856843553854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113592856843553854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/12/fri.html' title='Fri'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113358427949775386</id><published>2005-12-03T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T15:45:00.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="purple" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12.15PM&lt;br /&gt;Frustration. I wanna be able to play tennis well! Juz so annoyin when u hangs out wit a bunch of tennis pple n u urself suck at the sport. ARGH! Wanna play tennis 3x a week if possible. Probably consider takin tennis lessons frm Cara's dad. Now, whose gonna be a kind soul n sponsor me wit the cash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been pretty slack wit school this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri : Suppose to have sch from 8am-4pm. Global Supply Chain Management Lab[8am-10am], Break[10am-11am],Global Supply Chain Management Lect &amp; Elearn[11am-1pm], Break[1pm-2pm], C# Lab[2pm-4pm]. I only showed up at 2pm. Haha cldn wakeup i suppose. Had New York Pizza at Khatib after that. YUMMY! But i was cravin for North Canteen's Seafood Crispy Noodle. Damn Cara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thur : Met the girls at J8 to have breaky before classes starts at 12pm. I was late, as usual. Anywayz the girls got me a gift for my bday. Advance Bday present i'd say. Its a supa cute Strawberry Shortcake bolster + a hairband which had a christmas hat stickin out at the top of it. Thats really so sweet and totful of em. Neva expected tt out of em. THANKS GALS!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch. Brb.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113358427949775386?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113358427949775386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113358427949775386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113358427949775386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113358427949775386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/12/sat.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113302579085550081</id><published>2005-11-27T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T01:23:21.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="black" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12.59AM&lt;br /&gt;Apparently theres alot of tots tts swimmin thru my head. Had an unexpected chat wit Cara &amp; Terence at Starbucks. Honestly i learnt quite alot of facts frm them. Neva expected Terence to have that sorta thinkin/views on certain issues. Was nice thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las day of IVP today, for our sch tt is. NYP played against SIM today. From 9am-1pm. Luckily it wasn a really sunny day or else i'd have gotten sunburnt again. Wats worse wld it UNEVEN TANNED since im nt in bikini. Uneven tanned = ugly. Haha! Anywayz i was practically starvin til 4pm wen we finally settled dw at Anchorpoint to have our first meal of the day. Terence,Riza,Sam,Moma,Cara and i. The usual pple. Moma had to go queensway to get her tennis racket restring so we decided to accompany her. Moma left for home after tt while the rest of us head off to Town where Cara send her HP for servicing. So tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go to bed nw, shall continue tmr....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113302579085550081?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113302579085550081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113302579085550081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113302579085550081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113302579085550081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/11/sat_26.html' title='sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113237694156325586</id><published>2005-11-20T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T13:09:01.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="green" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12.25PM&lt;br /&gt;Been 2weeks since i last updated my blog. Too tired and lazy after sch to do stuff like dis. Haha. Always comin back home after 11pm everyday ever since sch started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of sch was pretty borin to me. Its all abt gettin back in touch wit ya classmates/close frens whom u kinda lost touch wit eva since FYP/IAP. 6months + 1month of hols mann! Takes alot of catchin up. Initially Mz and i got posted into the same class. With nat and val. Mz wanted to change to Celeste,Winnie,Nelly N Michelle's[baby] class. Im cool wit it, coz they'r great fun. Juz tt i felt bit left out in e beginnin coz MZ did FYP wit em obviously she tend to b closer to e gang. But tinks turned out alrite pretty soon. Love hangin out wit e gang. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second week of sch. A couple of assignments to hand in actually but missed it all. Didn do. Haha. Lecturers dun really care either. Everyday in class is always laughter laughter and laughters.Haha really funny peeps. So my days in sch r always filled wit laughers. Whether its wit my classmates or my crazy bunch of tennis mates [thou im nt a very pro tennis player!]. Had IVP for a couple of days. Stayed back after sch watchin em play against various schools. NP, SP, ITE. Haha. U know there's really a difference between poly breed students n ITE breed students. SIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th Nov : Cara's Bday. After IVP, Moma, Audrey, Riza, Terence and I left for esplanade Makansutra to have our dinner as well as celebrate her bday. We bought her a mini cake frm BreadTalk [10pm,no other choices of cakes left]. U might tink tt we'r bein cheapskates, but actual fact is nobody wld b able to eat such a huge slice of cake rite after dinner. So a mini one wil do. BTW its the tot that counts aint it? :D Got home after 12mid tt day. Tiring but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th Nov : Had school from 8am-4pm. Went GV Marina to catch Harry Potter Globet Of Fire with the normal peeps [Donna,Riza,Cara,Sam,Shijing]. Its a sad tink tt moma cldn join us. Shes been pretty busy these days :( Anywayz the movie was great, not very much up to my expectations thou. Too short of a movie. Took quite a number of pics wit Riza's and Cara's hp. Crazy candid shots of us all. Donna and Shijing left us halfway thru - again. Left the 4of us to settle our dinner at Makansutra. Finally had my Prawn Noodle [YAY!!!]. Took a long walk to the Merlion after tt and stayed there for too long but thank god we managed to catch the las train. Now we all know : Last train to Kranji from CityHall = 12.10AM. So peeps, bare dis lil piece of info in mind or else. Cab = A Hole In Ya Pocket. HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is great knowing that ur always here wit me no matter where i am or wat i do or how i feel.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113237694156325586?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113237694156325586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113237694156325586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113237694156325586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113237694156325586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/11/sat.html' title='Sat'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113131801599406334</id><published>2005-11-07T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T07:01:46.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.47AM&lt;br /&gt;Another sleepless nite. Twice in e row. Sigh. For certain reasons i cant seems to get to sleep. But apparently from wat i know, there's nothing borin me rite nw. Im happy wit life. And im happy coz Ur always there to cheer me up and make me smile at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday : Stayed at home watchin SouthPark and some downloaded clips of The LWord till evening time. Met Cara to check out on which pair of dunk she'd like to purchase. Apparently hers is wearin out fast [So is mine]. Think she has already decided on dis particular pair which i tink is Totally Her. Haha! Had Ebi Fried Don for dinner. Nt tt fantastic thou. We left for home ard 10plus. Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday : Riza, Cara went Hari Raya Hse Visiting so im practically stuck at home. Mommy wen to get her injured wraist checked. Doc bandaged her hand. Haha! Looks - retarded. Scolded Zhou for bein rude to my Mum. I mean WTF. Do u know scoldin/yellin or juz been rude to ya parents u might b struck by lighting? Hey Kids out there, PLZ respects ya parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn To Love And Cherish Whatever U've. Be Contented.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113131801599406334?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113131801599406334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113131801599406334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113131801599406334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113131801599406334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/11/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113099417653504678</id><published>2005-11-04T04:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T06:47:17.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thur</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12.57PM&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN PEEPS !!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="indigo" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ok its not like i totally get the meanin of the sentence above. Juz quoted it out of somebody's nick on MSN. Hehe say im a thief. Anywayz its Hari Raya today and most likely im gonna stay home. Be a gd girl and help mum wit chores. Hopefully i wldn end up stayin by my lappie the wholeday. Do sometink fruiful for once! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time. Brb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.57PM&lt;br /&gt;Was expectin sometink more delicious for lunch. Since mum's home, tot she wld cook sometink tt satisfy my cravin. But nah. Had rice wit fish [crispy skin but flesh tt tastes kinda blunt and fishy], veg [bitter], black sauce PORK [obviously i didn touch]. Was hopin for my mum's famous Egg Porridge. Haha. Anywayz told her abt my cravin and she said probably sat or sun shes gonna whip up tt dish. YAY !!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113099417653504678?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113099417653504678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113099417653504678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113099417653504678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113099417653504678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/11/thur.html' title='Thur'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113094461715936172</id><published>2005-11-03T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T12:55:26.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="black" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11.02PM&lt;br /&gt;Been goin out and eatin a lot durin the past 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday : Got back home in the evening from Cara's hse. Had Dad's cookin for dinner. Prawn crackers, Dumpling, A few cubes of white chocolate while watchin the 9pm chinese show on channel8. Snacked a lil more while watchin The L Word on my lappie lata in the nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue : Went Esplanade with Cara. Had Makansutra. $4 Prawn Noodle, $5 Fried Oyster, [$1.30 x 3] Sugared Drinks, $4.80 BBQ Chicken Wings. Took a train to Town. Had Orange Julias [Chili Dog plus a regular Strawberry Juice], A stick of Tori Q Chicken, MarshMallow and Honeydew Fondue, A Huge cup of Big Gulp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed : Jap Butter Toasted Bread and a few pieces of Pineapple Tarts made by Nyai for Tea-Break. Went town - again. Fish &amp; Fries from Long John Slivers and Subway's Cookies for dinner. California Roll and pieces of Sushi from Taka's Cold storage. A packet of BBQ Prawn Crackers for supper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the rate of food ive intake, no amount of exercise i do will help get rid of all the fats stored!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113094461715936172?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113094461715936172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113094461715936172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113094461715936172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113094461715936172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/11/wed.html' title='Wed'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113075542462604269</id><published>2005-11-01T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T18:43:59.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2.5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.43PM&lt;br /&gt;Tired. Stressed out. Depressed. Frustrated. Devastated. Helpless. Gone.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113075542462604269?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113075542462604269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113075542462604269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113075542462604269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113075542462604269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/10/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-113006747816295294</id><published>2005-10-24T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T19:37:58.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.33PM&lt;br /&gt;Alrite damn. Cara had already gotten her Crumpler. Blue Complete Seed. Damn u babe. Hmmm up til now u didn even tell me whose that kind soul who got it for u. Cld it be your dad? An Advanced birthday gift from your parents? Or that guy, whatever his name is whose been tryin to woo u ? Haha. Ur in luck babe. Coz i dun tink i can jolly well afford mine anytime soon. But will surely get it before sch starts. Probably mum's gettin it for me. Psycho her a lil will definately help. Brb&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-113006747816295294?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/113006747816295294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=113006747816295294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113006747816295294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/113006747816295294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/10/sunday_23.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-112989244224563283</id><published>2005-10-22T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T19:00:42.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="green" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.47PM&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Stayed home til time to meet GuiHui, Riza and Cara for tennis. Ok la, they play tennis while i do my runnin. In the end we did more talkin den actual exercising. Haha, felt too lazy so i decided to giv my runnin routine a miss. Went for dinner at J8 after tt. Like,wats new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue - Met Riza, Cara in PS for a game of Xbox before goin for Cara's tennis lesson. Was late. Suppose to meet them at 1PM, i showed up at 2.30PM instead. Sorry guys!! Kinda overslept :D On our way back to YCK, realised tt its rainin heavily with Thunder &amp; Lighting. N Cara was sorta complainin how lazy she's to attend trainin so we managed to psycho Mummy(GuiHui) to go for a movie instead. Deuce Bigalow Here We Come!!! Haha was laughin our asses off. Great great show, Darn hilarious :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed - At Xbox again. This time's with Sam. And the usual US(Riza, Cara, ME). Sam, if ya readin dis, im so sorry. We didn meant to make u wait for us so long. Blame it on Cara coz she wokeup the LATEST!!! Haha! Hope that doesn scare u and make u not wan to hang out wit us anymore. We r really nice pple ya know...Wink. Haha~ Alrite, caught a movie again - 40 Year Old Virgin. Not as fantastic thou. But was quite worth our 7$. Had lotsa junk thru out the show thou. Enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thur - Was on msn chattin wit Wye til time to meet Cara for tennis and my own trainin. Haha. Quite a quiet evenin at the tennis court. Donna didn show up. Mummy looked so moody and tired frm her attachment. Sam said Hello and back to her warmin up wit ShiJing. Cara was kinda restless due to fastin. Well i dun blame anyone. Weather's juz rite for sleepin. Haha. Managed to get my lazy ass on the tracks for abt an hour. Good enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri - Stayed home &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-112989244224563283?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/112989244224563283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=112989244224563283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/112989244224563283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/112989244224563283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/10/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-112947292301113834</id><published>2005-10-17T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T22:30:50.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday , 16th Oct</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="black" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.30PM&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyin my hols currently. Wld wanna do juz tt. Coz its gonna b my las sem once sch starts again on the 6th Nov and after tt it'd be the start of adulthood = Working life. Time is movin too fast now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doin notink much lately apart frm watchin some DVDs and doin some exercises for the past week. Been hangin out quite often with the tennis girls, thank to Cara. Nice gals thou. Enjoyed their company. N plz dun forget our movie date dis comin wed. No backin out at the very last min dis time peeps. Or else i'd probably get pissed, so will Cara and Riza. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic weather today. Got back home at 7am dis mornin and slept til 4pm. Wen i opened my eyes i tot that its only 10am coz the sky's stil kinda dark and chilly. But the truth is half a day is already gone and i had slept it away. Haha. Talk about enjoyin life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make a phonecall now and probably get down to watching more DVDs. Brb!&lt;br /&gt;* Thank u for makin me feel loved. Esp during the train ride back home. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-112947292301113834?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/112947292301113834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=112947292301113834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/112947292301113834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/112947292301113834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/10/sunday-16th-oct.html' title='Sunday , 16th Oct'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-112886871814206586</id><published>2005-10-10T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T22:40:03.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="blue" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"INTO THE BLUE"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y214/elaine560/intotheblue.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt; To be honest, the onli reason y tix for dis particular show is sellin is coz of Jessica Alba. Mos pple r juz there to see the sizzlin HOT her in Bikini. Haha. The plot aint at all fantastic. Advice : dun watch it if ur not a fan of Jessica Alba.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-112886871814206586?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/112886871814206586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=112886871814206586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/112886871814206586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/112886871814206586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/10/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-112856738797951099</id><published>2005-10-07T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T10:56:27.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="indigo" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.46AM&lt;br /&gt;Feel like leavin sch and go for a movie probably alone in Bishan. Feel like watchin Into The Blue since there's notink much i can possibly do in e lab. Feels like Elaine Kwok asked me to return to sch for dis entire week is juz merely coz of my attendance not up to her standard. That Ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MP3 : Avril Lavigne - LosingGrip&lt;br /&gt;Its so quiet in e lab. Everybody seems to b in there own mini world. They'r either slpin, surfin net or msn-ing. Most definately not doin what they ought to be. Which is improvin on their projects or finishin up the las bits of it. Like me rite nw, bloggin and chattin with YC. Life's can be really meaningless at times. Esp with a blocked nose n half closed eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bored out of my wits, takin a nap nw. Flu's pissin the hell out of me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-112856738797951099?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/112856738797951099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=112856738797951099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/112856738797951099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/112856738797951099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/10/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12916389.post-112830265024503410</id><published>2005-10-04T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T10:45:23.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday , 3th Oct 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="black" face="Lucida Sans Unicode" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.13AM&lt;br /&gt;I wokeup dis mornin in a state of confusion. My Hp time reads 7.20AM. Glanced at the windows in my room, first tot tt came into my mind : Bright and Sunny. It took me a while to realised that my attachment had ended n i need to go back to sch for a week due to my FYP extension. Silently cursin myself for nt bein serious way back den. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30PM&lt;br /&gt;Got back home an hour ago. Showered, cooked myself some instant noodle which contained at least some fibre (a handful of veg). Realised that its monday n my lil bro has swimmin lessons every monday evenings so normally mummy will not prepare dinner. Was thinkin mayb i shld join my family for dinner today. Sad case. I MISS MY MOMMY!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12916389-112830265024503410?l=summersurf12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/feeds/112830265024503410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12916389&amp;postID=112830265024503410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/112830265024503410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12916389/posts/default/112830265024503410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summersurf12.blogspot.com/2005/10/monday-3th-oct-2005.html' title='Monday , 3th Oct 2005'/><author><name>summersurf12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10501781019222031520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
