<?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-8927829</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:38:21.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day by bay basis</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927829.post-113843853929080605</id><published>2006-01-28T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T16:55:39.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blog makes it seems like i'm gonna commit sucide.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to charmainekoh.&lt;br /&gt;i told her i wont blog tell i get a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; blogskin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has only fulfilled one part, and that is giving me a new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;the "nice" part is yet to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you see this char. i'm waiting to see a change in my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;not very nice to start chinese new year with suicidal thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;gross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-113843853929080605?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/113843853929080605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=113843853929080605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/113843853929080605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/113843853929080605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-blog-makes-it-seems-like-im-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-112012724528959121</id><published>2005-06-30T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T18:27:25.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok..i saw it.&lt;br /&gt;my last post. dated 18th May 2005.&lt;br /&gt;ahh...tat's&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; quite&lt;/span&gt; long. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char's complaining...&lt;br /&gt;she must have been linking my blog each day only to be utterly disappointed. haha...dun be sad gal...here's one post that should satisfy you for now.&lt;br /&gt;i know i've sadi this many times...but ya..i'll repeat.&lt;br /&gt;this blogskin is so so ugly....so outdated...so boring.&lt;br /&gt;so, i want a new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;but i dunno how to you know...do such things.&lt;br /&gt;it was done by a kind soul namely, harry.&lt;br /&gt;so dun bother offering to teach me how to doll up my blog...&lt;br /&gt;just offer to change it all for me, one whole complete package.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, thank you. i will continue dreaming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how's life? it's like that lorr...&lt;br /&gt;tons of work...filled with a little excitement caused by some teachers...&lt;br /&gt;namely...a monkey, a chicken cum bulldog (mutated genes laa..) and a plastic dancing doll, a real ugly one. yup... they sure add spices to my life...never tasted before ones.&lt;br /&gt;the plastic dancing doll is the worst...&lt;br /&gt;for your info, plastic caused she puts SO much make-up that she looks kinda fake...unreal. and disgusting. today, she shouted at the us -dijingnaphplusme- for always 'hanging' around the water cooler there. so crazy...we dun hang there for goodness sake, we REFILL our water bottles. and as she was scolding, i was happily drinking my water...totally unconcerned. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...guide activities was supposed to stop..it WAS really...&lt;br /&gt;but then came up a tempting G-O-H offer that was too hard to resist...&lt;br /&gt;so just ONE more day...i promise its the end...ha.&lt;br /&gt;as for coming back as a YA( young adult) i dun think i will be.&lt;br /&gt;i sort of talk about it during dinner and my mum was like..."no hor...no more guides."&lt;br /&gt;she says it takes up soo much time.&lt;br /&gt;but actually it will be the same for any cca too..&lt;br /&gt;cos i love it so much more than studies...so nothing you can do.&lt;br /&gt;anyway...i will see bout it.&lt;br /&gt;char and eve seems rather interested...the super committed guides. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the handsome monkey who's have this humongous crush on me still continues to write love letters on my worksheets. they tend to be rather short and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;. but he still does not want to meet me yet..i guess he's just not ready to..so all is well. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funfair will be fun. dun give a damn bout the plastic doll. let loose..have fun! who cares bout wat target...the air-cons in our classroom must be rusting already...they need money to REPAIR them i guess. :p  it's my last year in KCP hopefully...so no one's gonna tell me wat to do and wat not to do. i think i'm old enough to know. but maybe i lack in depth..so i shall seek help from my Father above. the one i can count on. always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motivation=driving force. i will be needing tons. hope there's enough to spare.&lt;br /&gt;chinese os oral is coming. 6/6/2005. i sure hope i wun make a fool out of myself.&lt;br /&gt;these teachers are unaware of my background. so i pray that God may send them a dream of me so that they will have a rough idea what to expect when i start to speak CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;oo...it wun be so bad...it will just be that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...so today's 30th june 2005. next post? 30th july 2005. tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-112012724528959121?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/112012724528959121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=112012724528959121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/112012724528959121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/112012724528959121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2005/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-111641413692558013</id><published>2005-05-18T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T19:02:16.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am an A* student.&lt;br /&gt;i am an A* student.&lt;br /&gt;i am an A* student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love myself...to bits.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-111641413692558013?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/111641413692558013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=111641413692558013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/111641413692558013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/111641413692558013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-a-student.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-111381861541446435</id><published>2005-04-18T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T18:03:35.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am back!..heh!</title><content type='html'>haha...more than a month since i last blog.&lt;br /&gt;well, apparently i doubt anyone's gonna read this cos thet probably gave up checking to see if esther blogged.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, life is now in the fast lane...near speeding but perhaps not really there yet.&lt;br /&gt;once the mid years are over den we shall all be blasting off at full speed.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least most ppl will, maybe i will just be at second gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counting down to the mid years and not forgetting chinese Os. i feel too relaxed, i have not been really studying like shit ya...and it starts to scare me alot, freaking me out. i look at my class ppl, then i compare them to me, and ahh...i see &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; big difference. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mugging&lt;/span&gt; at every available time, but look at me, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;slacking&lt;/span&gt;! ahh...bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;approximately, i have at least 11 days to the chinese mid year's...as for the actual Os...i dun want to think about it...at least for now. and looking at my timetable, i realise..i "started" on both maths..well abit only la...tuition wat. somehow i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;pass my a maths before. haiz. i am getting sick of failures...but well, i haven done anything really right and successful yet...i am getting emotionless. english is going down &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;char, wipe off that grin. hah! anyway...haven started on geog,ss, bio and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;physics&lt;/span&gt;. ya...physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hasn't been giving me a good time since i refuse to drop physics given my amazing grades. and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; totally freak me out today. pls throw me out of ur class and may i never exist in your mind again. thankyou. i would not want to affect ur 100% passes and cos you to suffer in agony over the 99.9% passes. driving teachers towards depression and insanity has never been my forte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think dropping physics might have been a good idea...that way i will have one less big subject to care about. but too late. i promise i can do well, at least a pass whatsoever, and i can do it. i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt;. but it's hard. and shld i fail my mid year...beware, a safe distance from &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; is most advised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took my 5-item test in fri. went ahead despite a no-no from doctor. well, i never really listen to doctors. did ok. but had to miss today's 2.4km run due to bad cough and had a medical check-up on that precious middle finger who is not doing so fine. guess wat? i receive yet another medical exemption from all ball games for yet another three months. this is madness. 6 months in total of not playing ball games. but ya, i have been playing so...heh. this mc shall just be added to the collection in my file. i will have to run the 2.4km with the sec 1s. boy...aren't they gonna laugh at me when i am so much slower than them. hah. whatever, i have no more face to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to keep spirits high this few days. nevertheless, keeping a sad moody face does not help the day to be much better. so despite our troubles, the amount of work, stress, pressures and whatsoever, let's all &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;smile. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for life's worth living, it comes only once, and so does time. a smile can make a whole lot of difference. And even if no one is smiling back, remember, God in heaven is smiling at you, for that small effort you put in to make a terrible day seem better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying too, to smile. :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, all things are possible. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(matthew 19:26)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do all things, with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;who strengthens me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(phili 4:13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ineverything you do put God first. pray unceasing. rejoice always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;remember, there is no road too hard when we walk by His side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let's walk with God, you and me,  today, and forevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-111381861541446435?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/111381861541446435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=111381861541446435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/111381861541446435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/111381861541446435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-backheh.html' title='i am back!..heh!'/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-111068377010085680</id><published>2005-03-13T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T11:16:10.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just cleared my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its darn clean now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised the holidays and the amount of homework to be completed dosen't really match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo! i want an extention./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum's back and yup, there's nothing for me other than a white jacket and foodies. and of cos some added singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//i want my BAG! and perhaps a new sneaker and jacket.//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEDY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-111068377010085680?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/111068377010085680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=111068377010085680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/111068377010085680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/111068377010085680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-just-cleared-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110939025881962984</id><published>2005-02-26T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T11:57:38.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am an irregular blogger...bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps if someone gets me a nice new blogskin, i might blog more often. hint hint..hor char?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;these few days were a mad rush. homework. tests. and not forgetting physics.&lt;br /&gt;yup, physics.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wondered, did i make a wrong choice to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i really cannot make it. but den maybe i could.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i already signed up for the paper.&lt;br /&gt;no more looking back.&lt;br /&gt;jus go ALL THE WAY.&lt;br /&gt;den i will know where i stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to coffeebean with the ccb gang.&lt;br /&gt;waited for so darn long to get a seat. hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;we shifted from seat to seat like 3 times!!&lt;br /&gt;den jojo and zechow came and join us.&lt;br /&gt;went to eat with jojo at pasta mania.&lt;br /&gt;had a good talk. hah!&lt;br /&gt;so sick of things at times.&lt;br /&gt;but, WHAT TO DO?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110939025881962984?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110939025881962984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110939025881962984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110939025881962984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110939025881962984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-irregular-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110758055807590068</id><published>2005-02-05T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T13:15:58.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok..i have learned, realised...&lt;br /&gt;its just 100% attitude.&lt;br /&gt;cos u see, the journey in life will never be smooth sailing.&lt;br /&gt;it will never be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;it will never be the way we want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;like in our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;cos dreams are there to keep our hopes and spirits alive.&lt;br /&gt;to help us have a drive, a motivation, a zest to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;and make it come true one fine day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wat's with the 100% attitude thingy?&lt;br /&gt;well, we can choose our moods each day.&lt;br /&gt;we can control them.&lt;br /&gt;cos the situations we are in, always seem to be the worst.&lt;br /&gt;but they are never. ever.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, after talking to ppl in situations worst than urs,&lt;br /&gt;u look at their response, they take it so well, in their stride.&lt;br /&gt;they nv harp on the past.&lt;br /&gt;they look forward to start each day afresh. and end it with the right note.&lt;br /&gt;they choose their way of living life.&lt;br /&gt;they choose their ATTITUDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u know wat?&lt;br /&gt;the good news is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CAN WE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110758055807590068?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110758055807590068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110758055807590068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110758055807590068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110758055807590068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2005/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110726771928949369</id><published>2005-02-01T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T22:21:59.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's the worst day..&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't finish both tests...&lt;br /&gt;and i am sooo FRUSTRATED with maths.&lt;br /&gt;and add on physics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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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-8927829.post-110716521274175353</id><published>2005-01-31T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T17:53:32.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pissed...&lt;br /&gt;yup..that was how i was feeling for the day.&lt;br /&gt;maths totally pisses me off..&lt;br /&gt;or shld i just be specific and say E maths...&lt;br /&gt;or shld i be even more specific and say the teacher...&lt;br /&gt;i guess i shld just get to the point and say mess cheok.&lt;br /&gt;lame old me...going one big round just to say it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not elaborate on that anymore...since i manage to get out of that mood le.&lt;br /&gt;after the guides meeting, which char and i actually plan to pon tang... but eve and lijin went in the end...tot eve said they not going but in the end the gang went..so me and char rushed down to join them...and boy, it was borring.&lt;br /&gt;luckily we all not involved in the dance...alsa ask us if we wanted to, and we were frank and said no...could tell that she wasn't that happy though, but hey, she ask us to be honest ya..we are following the instructions! plus, we are sec 4s le...time to start to slack le and let the sec3s take over..my parents are totally gonna kill me if i go for guides so often again. they killed me for that sat's ushering..now i guess i cant make it for monk's hill campfire. boo...&lt;br /&gt;my dad even commented, the day i dun care bout guides will be the day the skies will fall...&lt;br /&gt;hey...i am not so INTO guides ya... but like wat my dad said, no matter how many unhappy times i had in guides, it had taught me so much things in the 3 plus years i was in it...and thru it all, i have changed much and become stronger? nah...just changed can le.. wise old dad. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat mac with char after sch, we were both starving!! talk as usual, we always seem to have lots to say...haha. hor char? *winks* wonder why ahh... :))&lt;br /&gt;jessie smsed asking me to meet her and go home with her...so cute la she.&lt;br /&gt;she walk past mac and saw me.. but i haven eat finish yet..hehee.&lt;br /&gt;called her after eating and char went home..her bus came le.&lt;br /&gt;jessie came with edwin and vern. chatted with them bout jc life...so interesting! hahaa&lt;br /&gt;bus came and left with jess and vern. ed was waiting for wan ting...&lt;br /&gt;ya...so both of them were trying to sell their sajc fun fair tickets to me...ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;i shall see first la...if i can make it! but guess i will be buying fr jess...sorry vern! but she asked so loonngg ago la. guess the funfair would be interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now home and shld be doing physics summary!! gosh..its so overdue...:(&lt;br /&gt;2 tests tml..so i better run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow...i have been blogging.. :) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110716521274175353?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110716521274175353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110716521274175353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110716521274175353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110716521274175353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2005/01/pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110709079895039712</id><published>2005-01-30T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T21:13:18.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok....alright...&lt;br /&gt;before dear charmaine starts to nag at me again for not updating... i better be good and write her a post for her to see, let her noe that my blog is still functional.. :))&lt;br /&gt;so..here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..i injured my beautiful middle finger...and all of the sudden i am SO into poitning it ya...haha. hey..its not a choice at times ya..it cant be bended...&lt;br /&gt;1st few days were terrible..dear old doc wrap it up so well that it was practically sticking out! and den she dump me a bag of painkillers and told me to go home..wow...for waiting to see her for 2 hrs...i get this..i love herr to bits..i mean BITS.&lt;br /&gt;now its in a beautiful plastic cast that is not so outstanding...thks to a nice handsome male doctor that i was referred to...thank goodness!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..so guides had outdoor cooking which was quite ok...i love &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tama! shhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bet lynn loves it too! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dried leaves...they keep the fire burning!! char must have love it to the max man...she put so many!!! oops..did i just announce it? hehe.den stayed back till 7.30pm to practise for drill test with char, jo, jiayu and lijin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sat came and its drill test! overslept and woke up at 7.10am. had to be in sch by 7.30 and was late! lucky alsa was busy scolding a group of guides that were late and did not see me running in from the back..phew! realise that our squad was going to be spilt up..sad.&lt;br /&gt;me, lijin,mich and jo were in the same group with tkgs( tanjong katong girls sch).waa...there commanding is so...fast? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to be honest it sucks to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;they are like singing songs...lalala. lucky for them we had the kindest funniest instructor of all..yup, quite good looking too..from ncc. and pass all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh..i love males..haha..and females..homo me.&lt;br /&gt;den we all went cc to celebrate! before going to the bishan cc to do ushering. borrring! manage to leave early and go shopping at j8! but in the end nv buy anything..and cny is approaching real fast and i haven bought my clothes and shoes! haiz..mumsie is not providing me with any cash leh...mean..! :(&lt;br /&gt;reach home at 8 plus...was too tires to do anything..bathe and read mag...den fell asleep on the bed with my bears all over me. the rest of my pillows were all on the floor..leaving only my blanket and of cos the bears. nice way to slp huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today went church and just came back...and realise that i haven done a single wk this weekend..and now i am stress ip and feeling lousy and wondering wat on earth am i doing on the com and suddenly thing that this blog is so boring that i am gonna slp jus typing it but den its for the sake for those who jus wanna read so go on and read and i shall apologise if it makes u slp. whew! all in one breath! haha..well gonna try amths log...since audrey says its fun and easy. believe her! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;love is in the air..everyone's buying valentine's day gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110709079895039712?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110709079895039712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110709079895039712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110709079895039712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110709079895039712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2005/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110588946326506378</id><published>2005-01-16T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T23:31:03.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a breeze...&lt;br /&gt;everything happens in a breeze this few days...&lt;br /&gt;it comes and goes...&lt;br /&gt;and it never returns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone had fun for cca orientation...&lt;br /&gt;those ppl who felt it was disgusting and dirty...&lt;br /&gt;jus go away...u dun noe how to chill out...&lt;br /&gt;stop complaining...&lt;br /&gt;cos it's just the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;and if ya cant take it...&lt;br /&gt;leave...for i got enough of dead guides that needs reviving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am having pms...everyday...&lt;br /&gt;wth is wrong with me...&lt;br /&gt;the stress..the tests..the work..&lt;br /&gt;and the catching up...&lt;br /&gt;i need tuition so badly...&lt;br /&gt;and it cost money....&lt;br /&gt;this totally sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, went for the tsunami thingy today...&lt;br /&gt;at first was kinda boring..&lt;br /&gt;nothing to pack...instead went out to get donations...&lt;br /&gt;tatheng's hilarious...hahaha...*bows*&lt;br /&gt;guess only minyi and lynn and some other psls will noe wat i am refering to..&lt;br /&gt;hehehhe...&lt;br /&gt;well, really chill out today...&lt;br /&gt;having dinner with min lynn eugene weikang and tatheng and another gurl..&lt;br /&gt;yikes...i forgot ur name.. i'm sorry!!!&lt;br /&gt;hilarious...tats all i can say..&lt;br /&gt;laugh non-stop...&lt;br /&gt;NON-STOP....&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of crazy people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice knowing u guys...u rock!haha..cya ppl..&lt;br /&gt;tml is the day of horror..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110588946326506378?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110588946326506378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110588946326506378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110588946326506378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110588946326506378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2005/01/breeze.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110535114709459831</id><published>2005-01-10T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T17:59:07.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad..no choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to learn to accept it....tolerate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and get a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;trust god always and his plans for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dear god, help me to get over it. and may i have faith and trust in you always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cos i need to remove the stone in my eye...before i am able to see and help others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to remove the stone in their eye too. strengthen me and hold me steadfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thank you, god. amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110535114709459831?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110535114709459831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110535114709459831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110535114709459831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110535114709459831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2005/01/love-it.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110458896030603778</id><published>2005-01-01T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T22:16:00.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i have fallen for no one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...so stop asking!&lt;br /&gt;i said i think only wat...:p&lt;br /&gt;so drop tat subject...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*directed to pngg and char...*hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..school's reopening in two days...&lt;br /&gt;tat's bad...&lt;br /&gt;bye to berms, shorts, slippers...&lt;br /&gt;coloured hairbands, ankle-socks, tucked-out shirts..&lt;br /&gt;it time for squeaky clean image...&lt;br /&gt;our beautiful kcpss socks...&lt;br /&gt;the sch uniform with shirt tucked in...&lt;br /&gt;anyone looking forward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me, me and me! like real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to png: i dun noe wat we ae performing!!!&lt;br /&gt;and orientation is approaching...FAST!&lt;br /&gt;be nice....give me ideas ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i promise i wun tell anyone...oops...did u all see this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pngg is a very nice girl...rite?&lt;br /&gt;so i shall thank u in advance...&lt;br /&gt;u owe me..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan a new bag...&lt;br /&gt;for school...&lt;br /&gt;my black addidas bag abit too small le...&lt;br /&gt;i wan those big bilabong bags!!!&lt;br /&gt;as big as its size...it sure cost jus as much...:(&lt;br /&gt;its like 90 bucks..!!&lt;br /&gt;fine...i shall look for cheaper ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110458896030603778?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110458896030603778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110458896030603778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110458896030603778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110458896030603778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2005/01/okok.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110445960184542091</id><published>2004-12-31T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T10:20:01.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm scared...&lt;br /&gt;school is reopening in three days time...&lt;br /&gt;sec 4 le...&lt;br /&gt;gce o'level chinese is approching...&lt;br /&gt;and my chinese is like&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya...not forgetting maths and sci...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school holiday assignment never seems to end...&lt;br /&gt;the huge pile on my table saying " undone!" never seems to be getting lower..&lt;br /&gt;and a maths is literally driving me mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jus say i am stupid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is the sec 1 orientation to add on...&lt;br /&gt;like i dun have enough things to do now ya...&lt;br /&gt;haiz...EVE! i need the pamphlets badly...&lt;br /&gt;if not you are going to do them...&lt;br /&gt;the mc script needs to be..&lt;br /&gt;the mcs need to memorise all the songs...&lt;br /&gt;wow...who are the mcs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pls..not me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we need a performance...&lt;br /&gt;cos ms alsa says all the ug groups are doing one...&lt;br /&gt;why must they always give me such lame reasons..?&lt;br /&gt;everyone's doing it so must we....&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;and she thinks it is so darn easy to come out with a performance in like 3 days...&lt;br /&gt;i still need to teach the others ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;boo...i am having such a great time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in such a damn lousy mood...:(&lt;br /&gt;help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i tink i have fallen...fallen for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927829.post-110424623303587737</id><published>2004-12-28T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T23:03:53.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been busy..&lt;br /&gt;nv blog for soo long...&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wan change my blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;its so...&lt;br /&gt;dull? boring? plain?...&lt;br /&gt;oo well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas was ok...&lt;br /&gt;received some presents...and 20 bucks...&lt;br /&gt;quite pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;ppl like char and jing got addidas shoes and hp and ipod and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;and me?&lt;br /&gt;nothing much...&lt;br /&gt;drank red wine...i tink everyone did!haha..&lt;br /&gt;uncle ask if i wan try beer or wine...&lt;br /&gt;tried both...&lt;br /&gt;beer is so....bitter!!!&lt;br /&gt;its made of fermented beans ya noe...&lt;br /&gt;wine is made of fermented grapes....&lt;br /&gt;soo...in conclusion..wine taste MUCH better....&lt;br /&gt;but drink alot le will feel warm...&lt;br /&gt;haha...really!&lt;br /&gt;so cold weather drink more...-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sch today for guides...&lt;br /&gt;do campfire stuff....&lt;br /&gt;with chew yee, joanne and the 4 psls...&lt;br /&gt;they are a fun lot...eugene, tat heng, weikang &amp; xianlong..&lt;br /&gt;laugh non-stop.....&lt;br /&gt;discuss about campfire songs and programme...&lt;br /&gt;this thurs have to teach them songs...&lt;br /&gt;guides have to be mcs...eww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch...&lt;br /&gt;walk around j8...&lt;br /&gt;eugene bought umbro sch schools....&lt;br /&gt;he wears size 8!...&lt;br /&gt;tat's four sizes bigger than me...haha&lt;br /&gt;den went to xianlong's hs...&lt;br /&gt;to see his cute puppy!&lt;br /&gt;it's white and furry...&lt;br /&gt;likes to lick ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for the rain to stop before going home...&lt;br /&gt;zzzZZZzzz...a great day to slp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110424623303587737?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110424623303587737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110424623303587737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110424623303587737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110424623303587737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2004/12/been-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110363213791978623</id><published>2004-12-21T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T20:28:57.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am better...almost well? hopefully..&lt;br /&gt;been ordered by eve to go see doctor...&lt;br /&gt;ermm...the clinic quite crowded lah...&lt;br /&gt;so i sort of did not go in?....&lt;br /&gt;sorry eve!&lt;br /&gt;but dun worry...i just need some rest and drink lots of water...&lt;br /&gt;and den..&lt;br /&gt;i will be &lt;strong&gt;WELL...&lt;/strong&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...there are suddenly so many things to do...&lt;br /&gt;secondary one orientation...:(&lt;br /&gt;and alsa is definitely one person u dun wan to meet...&lt;br /&gt;cos meeting her means &lt;strong&gt;WORK and more WORK..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i did not meet her ya...i was sick..&lt;br /&gt;but den...there is no escaping her claws...haha..meow?!&lt;br /&gt;ok... will be in sch on the 23rd..&lt;br /&gt;anyone joining me?..&lt;br /&gt;it's my mum's b'day...&lt;br /&gt;sorry mum! i will just go to sch for a short while....&lt;br /&gt;i promised?...:!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...christmas is coming..&lt;br /&gt;i am sure looking forward to the 25th...&lt;br /&gt;but not the 24th...&lt;br /&gt;well..u see..i got a gathering with my dad's side...&lt;br /&gt;ya...its just my uncle and family...small family..&lt;br /&gt;but i shall be honest..i dun like them..&lt;br /&gt;and i think they dun like me too...haha..&lt;br /&gt;they just like to critisize everything i do..as well as compare..&lt;br /&gt;haiz...so irritating..now u noe why we hardly meet...:x&lt;br /&gt;other than my dad...nobody in my family is interested to go..&lt;br /&gt;my bro manage to escape...he's going carolling with his friends...&lt;br /&gt;good for him...but tat means i will be alone to face them..&lt;br /&gt;eww...and we are meeting for dinner? gosh...no more appettide...&lt;br /&gt;my mum is certainly not looking forward...&lt;br /&gt;she has been agruing with my dad...&lt;br /&gt;now they are all black-faced...&lt;br /&gt;well..eve has invited me to go out with her on tat day...&lt;br /&gt;let's see if i can go...&lt;br /&gt;but wait till the black clouds are gone....dangerous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have packed my room...finally!&lt;br /&gt;it's neat ok... but i wonder how long will it last...&lt;br /&gt;so come and see it soon! haha..&lt;br /&gt;now i gonna pack my clothes...&lt;br /&gt;gonna show mummy tat i have so little clothes...&lt;br /&gt;and tat i have outgrown so many...&lt;br /&gt;den i shall have an excuse to buy clothes!!!&lt;br /&gt;definitely looking forward to a shopping spree with mummy..&lt;br /&gt;cos she's the atm...i need her around..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char is in bangkok...miss her...&lt;br /&gt;jo...i need to meet with ya soon...&lt;br /&gt;for wat?... guides lor :(&lt;br /&gt;there is so much undone homework...&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna meet to do hw? or shld i say &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;copy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to nick lachey's " Fall In Love"...&lt;br /&gt;it's so nice and calming..&lt;br /&gt;i am falling asleep...&lt;br /&gt;zzzZZZzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927829.post-110346500412150940</id><published>2004-12-19T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T22:03:24.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo....i am having high fever...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110346500412150940?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110346500412150940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110346500412150940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110346500412150940'/><link 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awake...&lt;br /&gt;the other two conked out leh...cant hear anything...&lt;br /&gt;was debating who shld go buy breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;so decided to play a game of blackjack again...&lt;br /&gt;sw lost again..haha...&lt;br /&gt;both of us owe the 'bank' 200 bucks...:x&lt;br /&gt;but in the end...we nv buy...&lt;br /&gt;den sw went wake up jo to play xbox again...&lt;br /&gt;davin still slping...&lt;br /&gt;me eve and ken went back to slp again...haha&lt;br /&gt;den..check out..went for breakfast....&lt;br /&gt;and den all went home...&lt;br /&gt;and sleep!! zzzZZZzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i seriously need to start packing up my room...it's a mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110335202537431605?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110335202537431605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110335202537431605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110335202537431605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110335202537431605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2004/12/ok_18.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110329971960387910</id><published>2004-12-17T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T00:08:39.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone is changing blogskin...&lt;br /&gt;i feel like changing mine too...&lt;br /&gt;anyone care to help me??&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how leh...-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...just came back from chalet...&lt;br /&gt;one day only..so sian..but still fun lah...&lt;br /&gt;i am just so darn deprived of slp...&lt;br /&gt;my eyelids are closing jus as i am typing now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day,&lt;br /&gt;we met up and davin's uncle drove us there...&lt;br /&gt;so kind of his uncle...but the van at the back abit stuffy and hot lah...abit only..&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to bring toothbrush...&lt;br /&gt;eve and char so kind...they help me choose toothbrush leh...&lt;br /&gt;cheapest one...&lt;br /&gt;it is pokemon charmander toothbrush...for kids. cost:$1.50&lt;br /&gt;thks gals...haha. eve went crazy taking photos of the toothbrush...&lt;br /&gt;we checked in and laze around in the chalet...&lt;br /&gt;end up watching scooby doo* (i dun noe how to spell la)&lt;br /&gt;eve is a total tv addict ...hor?&lt;br /&gt;she was GLUED to the tv screen...&lt;br /&gt;she tried taking video clips...&lt;br /&gt;but was quite ruin by all of us as we kept throwing bedsheets and pillows at her..&lt;br /&gt;sharon and chengying arrived...&lt;br /&gt;majority wanted to go bowling..so no choice..&lt;br /&gt;just play lor...&lt;br /&gt;chengying and char so pro de...&lt;br /&gt;dun say davin and joey ah...&lt;br /&gt;i was last all the way...but not bad la..got over 50 pins..&lt;br /&gt;it's a great achievement u noe...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went cycling...&lt;br /&gt;had a nice time cycling from one end of the park to the other...&lt;br /&gt;the maze very nice rite? :p&lt;br /&gt;but my back hurts now...&lt;br /&gt;stopped for a water break...&lt;br /&gt;and another time to admire scenery..and enjoy the wind...&lt;br /&gt;actually is to get off the bike for a while la...&lt;br /&gt;butt hurts u noe...the seat not comfortable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went back to chalet to cool down...&lt;br /&gt;before heading off to sakura for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;sharon and cy could not join us..they went home..&lt;br /&gt;char, u owe me ten bucks...:)&lt;br /&gt;the food is quite nice la...&lt;br /&gt;jus tat the meat abit tough...&lt;br /&gt;siwei will definitely agree with me..:p&lt;br /&gt;and ah...next time eat oysters must put ALOT of lemon...&lt;br /&gt;and chilli and mayo...cos very bitter...:x&lt;br /&gt;thank you eve, for telling me all this after i ate the oyster...&lt;br /&gt;now i got phobia of oysters liao...&lt;br /&gt;oh ya...and our so called 'plan' sort of backfire...&lt;br /&gt;haha...everyone end up eating the cake..&lt;br /&gt;not suppose to eat first lor!!! only few would understand...&lt;br /&gt;especially eve..both of us could not stop laughing...&lt;br /&gt;she had to sit the other end of the table so tat she could cont eating...&lt;br /&gt;cos once she look at me...both of us would start laughing nonstop...&lt;br /&gt;joey and davin...hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;one tried to make the plan a success, the other ruin it all...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;but both failed in the end....haiz...shall not elaborate further...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tat...the guys went and rent xbox games..nba and the cute cute micromachines..&lt;br /&gt;went back chalet...some played xbox..the rest played cards...&lt;br /&gt;den had the christmas gift exchange...&lt;br /&gt;yup...char gave joey t-shirt, joey gave char cds..*last min wrap one*&lt;br /&gt;den eve got a bear fr ken, and ken..a comic book...&lt;br /&gt;siwei got a wallet...and i received a bear!!..&lt;br /&gt;ok la...the bear is very cute and huggable...was given to me in a shoebox..-_-"&lt;br /&gt;but ah...there is something wrong with the face lor...haha...&lt;br /&gt;it looks like :(...very sad bear...&lt;br /&gt;dun worry char...i wun do anything to the bear...&lt;br /&gt;though i am tempted to re-sew its mouth...&lt;br /&gt;but i am afraid it might become mouthless after tat...&lt;br /&gt;so i will leave it the way it is...haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway..thks sw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char had to leave after that..so sad...&lt;br /&gt;we had our baths after tat before playing blackjack...&lt;br /&gt;only joey did not bathe...smelly smelly...haha&lt;br /&gt;the person who first go bankrupt had to go buy cup noodles..&lt;br /&gt;so that was sw and joey...&lt;br /&gt;followed by ken and davin, who had to go take hot water and buy chopsticks for the noodles..&lt;br /&gt;me and eve were saved...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tat...very tired le...&lt;br /&gt;me and eve and ken sort of fell asleep...&lt;br /&gt;but davin sw and jo xbox constantly kept us awake...haha...&lt;br /&gt;i cont....tml...haha...very tired..nitez..:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110329971960387910?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110329971960387910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110329971960387910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110329971960387910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110329971960387910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2004/12/everyone-is-changing-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110286490461152877</id><published>2004-12-12T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T23:21:44.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok...ppl have to chase me to update my blog again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;png is one of them...haha&lt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway...nothing much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i went out with my bro and uncle yesterday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watched incredibles..again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it was nicer..watching the second time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the first time was rather..ermm...tiring?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was sitting in the front row...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;butt off the chair..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heads up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not a very comfortable position u noe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so...after that went kai kai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uncle insisted we each buy a christmas present..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i bought sims 2 and my bro bought half-life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;butt actually wanted to get converse shoes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiz..nvm lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have yet to install sims 2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so dun ask me fun anot..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will give u the review when i play until shuang shuang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den went home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nobody..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no dinner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so me and bro ordered KFC...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and use my dad's money pay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he allow leh...not bad hor...first time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den tat's all lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i no mood to write la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feeling sleepy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next time ba ppl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nitez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110286490461152877?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927829.post-110196013673479433</id><published>2004-12-02T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T12:02:16.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;singpore idol is over...TAUFIK IS THE WINNER!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea...haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he sang really well...nice voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so CONGRATS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all the finalist sang last night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was nice to see them back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the last song sang by taufik and sly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" that's what friends are for"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really nice...touching...especially the chorus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Keep smiling keep shining&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you can always count on me, for sure&lt;br /&gt;That’s what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;In good times and bad times&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be at your side forever more&lt;br /&gt;That’s what friends are for]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really nice to have friends around huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially when u have family problems...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and there is hardly peace at home except when u r alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to YOU: thks for being a great friend!:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110196013673479433?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110196013673479433/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>a. maths a. maths a. maths....&lt;br /&gt;u r really driving me crazy....&lt;br /&gt;hw is due in 3 hrs time....&lt;br /&gt;i am still unable to do a single sum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalet.chalet.chalet...&lt;br /&gt;my parents cant seem to adore you...&lt;br /&gt;nagging day in and day out...&lt;br /&gt;they cant seem to shut their mouth...&lt;br /&gt;i really cant take it no more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calling SOS... but nobody seems to answer to the call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired.confused.depressed.irritated.angry.moody.me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110186720636759677?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110186720636759677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok...i have not been blogging again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pardon me..feeling lazy la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first things first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there is a girl in my tuition centre!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh man...i am saved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha...she is rather friendly..good sign ya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the past few days all at home lah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sat went for the guides competition...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;man...i learn lots of things:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;singapore sling...one drink u gotta try once u hit 18..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we totally flunk this wee kim wee competition..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its ok...results whether we got into the top 8 still remains unknown..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den met charmaine and joey in the late afternoon for some discussion..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they were late...especially char...hor charmaine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha..drank mocha den tok tok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den char insisted on taking some hilarious neoprints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we all look like idiots...except char la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she had a happy time designing it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(wats the santa claus hat doing on my head ah?!?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den watch the incredibles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i tink i sprain my neck watching it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the movie was great ya...but never ever sit the front row.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos ur butt will never be on the chair..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to eat cafe cartel...char suggested..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;her day's expenses was paid for ya...her b'day gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya..so i am broke..but i think joey is worst..haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sunday...had an agrument with my parents...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are so overeacting...so darn unreasonable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and..they have a darn good imagination...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lastly..they dun trust me..or my friends AT ALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they live in dino age...and they dun wan to change their mindset to MODERN times..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos ppl in this generation are always wrong..to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wat we agrued about...shan't say it yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its just... i am very angry, unhappy and disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so its better not to say anymore..lest i overeact..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like they are now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am a jailbird...they are not letting me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiz...wat to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nothing..cos nothing can be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God please help me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to do the right thing...to noe wat is best..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and help them too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to understand..to be resonable and to have faith in me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got to do my tuition work le..there are tons of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wish me luck..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110171712296586384?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110171712296586384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110171712296586384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110171712296586384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110171712296586384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2004/11/ok_29.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110121036373143728</id><published>2004-11-23T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T19:46:03.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;its posted!!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;man...u all are lucky...cos if not i will blog no more!;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110121036373143728?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110121036373143728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110121036373143728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110121036373143728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110121036373143728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110121020950128512</id><published>2004-11-23T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T19:43:29.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok... this is the second time i am writing the same blog!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if this is not posted..tat's it! i'm not blogging anymore!! haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went for com class today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will be going back again tml...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one word: BORRING!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha...actually me and char finish our web le...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just tat it is too plain and sloppy tat it was REJECTED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha..actually i agree..but me and char are quite com dead..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to produce such work is already quite a masterpiece...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nvm..we shall produce a better masterpiece tml...hehe:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went for lunch..suppose to be with char, celin and chengying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the end left me and char only..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos celine had to wait for 1/2 an hour for alsagoff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den chengying went home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and char had a great lunch..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;takopachi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;were thirsty so went to NTUC to buy drinks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we saw packets for making hot chocolates..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess wat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we threw our drinks onto the nearby shelf...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den went to coffee bean to have hot chocolate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sat for about 1/2 an hour and tok and tok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;man..we are so free ah..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;char and mel...pls stop ur craze about cafe cartel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whenever we ask where to eat for lunch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"CAFE CARTEL"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha..but den all are broke...so just dream about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jus went and sign up for a maths tuition...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am joining halfway...and there's nobody there tat i noe...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiz...will be so lost tml...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway..off to do some work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before mum starts ' singing songs' again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110121020950128512?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110121020950128512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110121020950128512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110121020950128512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110121020950128512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2004/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110110261401224015</id><published>2004-11-22T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T13:50:14.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha...after char and eve saw my blog on campfire...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they must have tot i was MAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya...abit..but it helped to change abit of their perspective on the campfire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was good...trust me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now there is just one more thing i cant wait for it to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tat is the Tan Wee Kiat Challenge shield...watever it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i did not received miss teo's notes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so dun blame me if i go there UNPREPARED and make a fool of myself...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today's com class was hilarious...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our website is damn plain..pls dun ever see it.hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and char has gone mad...she puts jerry ong's name there but he is the only one without pics cos she just doesnt like him..nice one charmaine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well...hopefully we can finish our pathetic webby soon...if nt gt to keep coming back for the borring com class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well.. my parents are going to sign me up for e maths and a maths class this holidays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its twice weekly for EACH subject...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;add on together with my physics tutition every sat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and TADA...my holidays are gone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will be going for tuition five days a week...how nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well...i shld have expected a present fr my parents for scoring so darn high for my finals...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nvm...i will just SMILE it away...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was reading ppl's blogs on johor camp and OBS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;man...i was missing all that fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STOP MAKING ME JEALOUS PPL!haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its ok...i will just SMILE it away...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;madness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh amn..i need to go!! dad is home!! byee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110110261401224015?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110110261401224015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110110261401224015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110110261401224015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110110261401224015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2004/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-110096162049884173</id><published>2004-11-20T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T22:40:20.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok i have not been blogging...now i will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;campfire is over! finally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To some; campfire was a failure, a total failure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To me; campfire WAS a failure, BUT it was a success too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The campfire taught me many lessons and help me see some changes as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let me update you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Morning: collected the new guide shirts..they look nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taught the guides the campfire songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As usual, they did not sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mel got quite angry...ask everyone to get into 2 straight lines and we shall do some running to wake them up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i lead them in 5 runs around the parade square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they sang... not louder than the four of us ( eve, mel, alicia, me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but there was a noticable improvement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brief them on the day's happenings and den work began!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took with me the first shift to bring down all the campfire stuff from the guides room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den they break for lunch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afternoon: we had bubble tea and chicken rice for lunch! yummy! thks to eve's mum who bought us lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finish the deco , rearrange the canteen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, we have to wait for miss alsagoff to come back before we can start preparing the campfire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;campfire was set up in a jiffy when SHE came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the banner was put up after much trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thks to ian and shawn! thks guys!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;night: mel and i were mcs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;schools pulled out of performances...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;darn, it was time to impromptu all the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, wat can i say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alsa was not happy, everyone was panicky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you know wat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we did it... had them running around, singing, playing all the way till 9.30pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our dance came in third!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you know wat, that was not the best part...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to me, the best part was seeing the kcp guides being so enthu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have never seen them singing so loudly before..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they cheered, scream , sang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they really rock my world and no matter how sad, tired was i,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i could not help but smile at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank you, for proving that you all were really preserving your energy for the night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so...all who are weary and tired and sad and depressed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SMILE cos you noe wat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the amount of time, effort we all put in into the campfire are not wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we did a GREAT job!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;believe me...we did it! ( for first timers)hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey..the teachers agreed too...they did not scold us and though alsa was not really happy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was still able to see the amount of effort that went into one night of campfire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember...we did it all by ouselves...be proud ppl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and she thank us at the end of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KCP guides are back and they are not leaving for quite some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*never give up*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ABSOLUTELY EVERYBODY!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-110096162049884173?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/110096162049884173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=110096162049884173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110096162049884173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/110096162049884173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2004/11/ok-i-have-not-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-109975383295961096</id><published>2004-11-06T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T23:10:32.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea! its working! i can blog again..encountered some problems creating a new post! and charmaine has been chasing me for an update! haha...so here goes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tuesday: nothing much happened, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or should i say ' i can't remember!' sorry lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wednesday: ok i remembered! was very bored in the morning..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dad was on leave at home:x no lazing around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;called eve to go swimming since the weather look damn good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;agreed to meet at 2pm...she was late for 1/2 hr..but tats ok..i am forgiving:) hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you noe wat? i was cheated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha..by the weather i mean! wat were you thinking? nah..i dun wan to noe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by 2 plus..the sky was getting darker, no longer tat sunny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was praying and praying, pls dun let it rain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i guess God had other plans..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it rained...with thunder and lightning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but tats ok..you noe why rite? ya...cos i am forgiving..haha..wat nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, we still made our way to the pool and tot perhaps we could jus go in and wait for the rain to stop den swim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess wat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they off the ticketing machine.. which only means one thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE CAN'T GET IN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway while waiting at the entrance like some jailbirds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we saw fellow kcpians who were there earlier swimming( smart hor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they were...tada! hannah and krystal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they finish swimming 19 laps le...we not so bad la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;swam 19 laps less than them:p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then! the rain stopped.. no more thunder and lightning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waa..so interesting hor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sun came out too! this is not melodrama hor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so we swam...and swam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den we went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-end of story-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, the moral of the story is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dun go swimming in the mid afternoon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jus kidding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God answers prays...in many ways!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thursday: we went swimming again! cos yesterday didn't swim much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this time, we went in the morning..smarter le.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was really hot!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got even blacker...and eve is still as fair as ever. thks ah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, swam fast cos still got to go school for guides!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the rest of the day very borring la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dun wan to bore u all so i shan't write anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friday: at home for the whole day..super borring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today: went to celebrate dad's b'day in advance! actual date is 8th nov.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ate at jack's place. yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had tuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tat's all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;night ppl...update is completed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-109975383295961096?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/109975383295961096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=109975383295961096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/109975383295961096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/109975383295961096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2004/11/yea-its-working-i-can-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-109931981347843839</id><published>2004-11-01T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T22:36:53.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to school today to help out in the dance and campfire wood soaking...chew yee ended up doing the campfire mainly alone, did not really accomplished much but still ok la. went to cafe cartel for lunch with the usual gang...hang out for a while till the rain stops and ended up taking neo-prints!&lt;br /&gt;i received constant nagging since my parents reached home..everything i do is pin-pointed..even checking email for 5 mins is wrong! i am wasting time they say..but den doing household chores the whole day is NOT wasting time..i really dun get it! REALLY! its getting to be a real drag to go home this few days...i wish they were a little more encouraging and supportive! just a little! is it too much to ask for? haiz..cant write anymore...cos i am WASTING time! so gtg...night ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-109931981347843839?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/109931981347843839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=109931981347843839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/109931981347843839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/109931981347843839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2004/11/went-to-school-today-to-help-out-in.html' title=''/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8927829.post-109915052036709982</id><published>2004-10-30T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T21:23:14.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have finally got my blog done! All thanks to harry! thanks alot harry! haha...&lt;br /&gt;well, heritage is over..FINALLY! thks to shiqi who did the final touches...but there is still campfire and one more competition to go. this holiday will be a busy time for me to catch up on my work and have proper time management like my dad always tell me...i been rather disorganize and blurr..like just wake up like tat. hopefully i can catch up on my 'a' maths and physics which i totallly flunk terribly! ppl out there..lets have a study grp during the holidays k? cos i dun really have tuition now and no one in my family is able to help me...lookin out for a tuition centre, any recomendations? haha.. anyway, tat's all i have to write now..a little tired..and mum wants me to bake cakes tml morning for her friends!! maria on call!! haha..so seacrest out! opps..shld be esther out! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-109915052036709982?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/109915052036709982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/109915052036709982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-done.html' title='its done!'/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927829.post-109906177010832263</id><published>2004-10-29T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T22:56:10.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can start blogging1</title><content type='html'>ok..&lt;br /&gt;i now can blog too! but i really dun know how to use the thing...this is just testing testing only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927829-109906177010832263?l=mylife-esta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/feeds/109906177010832263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927829&amp;postID=109906177010832263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/109906177010832263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927829/posts/default/109906177010832263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-esta.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-can-start-blogging1.html' title='i can start blogging1'/><author><name>est</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082988689590455476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
