<?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-26851516</id><updated>2011-07-29T03:48:49.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mindy and me.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-3090844631931251361</id><published>2010-01-28T18:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T19:04:25.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe i'm doing this but YES I'M BLOGGING TODAY. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been ALMOST A YEAR since i blogged and a whole lotta things happened within this year. i would say it's a pretty good year, esp now that it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary 4...let me see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, first up was SYF. Got a silver, blah blah blah. Then it was O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My. Goodness. O levels. i can't believe it's finally over. anyhow, i did surprisingly well. I got a good raw 16 for my L1R5 and an awesome 12 for my L1R2B2, of which after my bonus CCA points would be a 10. which is extremely eligible for me to get into DMAT. (HAHAH YES.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you check back, my post on the 20th January mentioned that DMAT had high standards and i can't believe it's finally happening to me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i forgot to mention, i AM going to study there for the next three years yay. how i got in was really...awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you see, i applied for both JAE and JPSAE. When i got an audition for DMAT for jpsae i was mad nervous and it was a highly sketchy audition. i was all over the place. but they still accepted me through jpsae! :D and what was even more amazing was that they accepted me through jae as well. It means so, so, so much to me that i got in through jpsae rather than jae. i really have to thank God, at this point, for making the seemingly impossible totally possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, that's about everything major that's happening to me right now. G'day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-3090844631931251361?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3090844631931251361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=3090844631931251361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/3090844631931251361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/3090844631931251361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-cant-believe-im-doing-this-but-yes-im.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-7705290249083653342</id><published>2009-02-19T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:30:06.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been almost a month since i've blogged, &amp;amp; no, my hair apparrently didn't grow back to it's orginial length but it's growing at a crazy speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from what i read online, the average person grows like, 0.5 inches a month. but as reference, my mom grows that much in two weeks, which is twice as fast as an average person. &amp;amp; as a daughter with extremely practical genes like that, my hair grows like 2.5 inches a month. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's absurdly &amp;amp; freakishly fast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having said that, i've decided not to compromise in any way &amp;amp; only wait till it was the length that it was before perming. would probably take me till june. oh &amp;amp;, i've been tying up my hair in a bun (matching it up with my loverly F21 studs) wherever i go cause it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh-gly&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a closure to the three frivalous paragraphs above, i realised i'm obsessed with hair now. like obsessed. my eyes dart straight to another person's hair (like huda &amp;amp; hazel ahhhh) to check if their hair is growing faster than mine, then i look at other people's hair &amp;amp; see if it's long enough to perm. hahahaha. obsession muchh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i just got a new phone &amp;amp; i really love it. it's Nokia Eseries, E71, the extremely business one. love it cause well for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one, not many people have it.&lt;br /&gt;two, i love qwerty keypads. real cool.&lt;br /&gt;three, it has basically every single function a phone needs.&lt;br /&gt;four, it looks real chio. really does. i bought the white one, though. the black one looks uncle-ish.&lt;br /&gt;five, has external memory space.&lt;br /&gt;six, it has a wide screen.&lt;br /&gt;seven, it's real big yet extremely sleek. i love big phones. small phones are so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;eight, it compliments my F21 wallet + iPod classic. pretty muchhh.&lt;br /&gt;nine, it's awesomeeee.&lt;br /&gt;ten, i can't think of ten. but nine's good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh &amp;amp;, thanks to peiwen &amp;amp; evelyn for putting in so much effort for my birthday card &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;which was exactly three months late&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; :) i really really appreciate it! it's real real real pretty. except for the part that you drew me with my hair chopped off. :( but the fringe was nice though. hahaha. thanks man. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geography tomorrow, update when i'm more alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving you guys off with an awesome song originally by donny hathaway, performed by elliott yamin, second runner-up in american idol season 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GNqvp3DpLkY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GNqvp3DpLkY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-7705290249083653342?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7705290249083653342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=7705290249083653342&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/7705290249083653342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/7705290249083653342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-8550845213435269762</id><published>2009-01-28T21:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:39:42.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know not many people actually check back, but hey. i said i will update, so i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY has been pretty bad, actually. well, firstly, &lt;em&gt;i cut my hair&lt;/em&gt;. no wait, i didn't cut my hair &amp;amp; it's not my fault that my hair is so short &amp;amp; not so curly. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY has been good, in the food sense. no i didn't go arnd eating pineapple tarts &amp;amp; egg rolls &amp;amp; what not, but i ate good food, like the buffet from &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mirama hotel&lt;/span&gt;. i'm not so acustomed to taking photos wherever i go, part cause i don't have a proper handphone with a proper camera, for &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;all you guffawing idiots who've seen my very new &amp;amp; very spare phone&lt;/span&gt;. moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i ate good buffet food from mirama hotel. funny thing was, we arrived at 2, but the buffet ends at 2.30. srsly, we ate like there was no tomorrow. had to constantly check the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;me: sis sis sis, what's the time now?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;sis: uh, 2.25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;me: okay, faster go get the desserts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the next thing we knew, the table was like a dessert buffet table by itself. no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the next day, i went out with luwei, supposedly to study but clarke quay was too awesome, &amp;amp; tcc wasn't open anyway. so the incredibly rich luwei decided to treat me to a sumptuous meal(s) at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the coffee club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; (which is my favourite cafe that sells great great great great food. it's like, da bomb. try the garlic prawn pasta, seafood lasange &amp;amp; tomato soup, which is part of soup of the day. try yr luck luh, i'm sure the rest of the soups are nice. don't bother trying the baked rice, though. not that fantastic.),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;some dessert place&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(which has awesome caramelized bannana with white chocolate)&lt;/em&gt; and then to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;starbucks&lt;/span&gt; where i had a nice &lt;em&gt;mango passion fruit blend&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; luwei had a&lt;em&gt; high-class ribeana&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yehh i really enjoyed living like a tai tai for one day. hahahaha. thanks man. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SYBirGyi8iI/AAAAAAAAAk4/IgoXceFi454/s1600-h/lala=D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296341654484218402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SYBirGyi8iI/AAAAAAAAAk4/IgoXceFi454/s320/lala%3DD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yeah that's my new hair. &lt;em&gt;*sighs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you're planning to cut hair, DO NOT go to the hairdresser at lot 1, it's beside guardian just outside the LRT. the shop's signboard is orange, quite distinctive. help me pass the word, thanks. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SYBim21CYgI/AAAAAAAAAkw/ZPLwtldpbY8/s1600-h/P1060366-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296341581480223234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SYBim21CYgI/AAAAAAAAAkw/ZPLwtldpbY8/s320/P1060366-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's a beautiful guess bag from the U.S.A, by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the shiny thing goes smth like,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U.S.A&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AHAHAHAH. pretty much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SYBihvA4GKI/AAAAAAAAAko/cGZsSq0p75s/s1600-h/P1060343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296341493483051170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SYBihvA4GKI/AAAAAAAAAko/cGZsSq0p75s/s320/P1060343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i just bought only &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THEPRETTIESTEARINGSIHAVEEVERSEENINMYLIFELIKESRSLYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this picture doesn't quite do it justice. the earings are like, a wonderful symphony of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ruby red&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sapphire blue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;turquoise&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;emerald green&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; plated with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gold&lt;/span&gt;. i bought a pretty ruby red butterfly earings &amp;amp; a beautiful peacock-like earing. it's like, long with it's feathers having real pretty colours &amp;amp; plated with gold, you can see it in the picture, the one above 5 pairs of earings from the one i'm holding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all photo credits go to luwei, well, most of the pictures are taken by him. i don't quite take pictures. but thanks, man. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went back to school today, &amp;amp; school was fun. like srsly. first two math periods got burned cause of ihavenoideawhat, two physics periods got burned cause of health check-up, then it was recess, then SS was fun, english was fine, chinese was useless, IP was burned, so was my throat. like srsly, out of nowhere, i lost my voice &amp;amp; it hurts so so much now. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so yeh, i guess i'ma gonna like, go recover or smth of some sort. laterr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;where'd you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mindy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-8550845213435269762?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8550845213435269762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=8550845213435269762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/8550845213435269762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/8550845213435269762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-know-not-many-people-actually-check.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SYBirGyi8iI/AAAAAAAAAk4/IgoXceFi454/s72-c/lala%3DD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-4491507057507905824</id><published>2009-01-24T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:02:35.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had chinese new year celebration today. wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performed the "ru yan" from "xiao niang re". it turned out to be a huge success, cause it entertained lotsa people, or that's what we've heard so far. bad thing was that i heard that my keyboard can't be heard. &lt;em&gt;wasted.&lt;/em&gt; we introduce a new element of strings into performances &amp;amp; poof. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeh, basically i think we did a not-so-bad job with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;ysabel, brandon &amp;amp; subhaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. does anyone have pictures or smth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH. i went to cut my hair, cause i thought my hair looked really really thick &amp;amp; my curls were getting limp &amp;amp; all, so i asked the hairdresser to cut layer then he &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chopped all my curls off&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, anyway i've gotten over it. i've received two compliments about my hair &amp;amp; a million gave me the oh-my-goodness-what-happened face &amp;amp; asked, &lt;em&gt;"why did you cut your hair?!"&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;"what happened?"&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;"are you having cancer?"&lt;/em&gt; kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, i really have no choice but to live with it. but i'm extra confident that my hair will grow back in one month &amp;amp; it'll will return to it's former glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i need help from you guys, esp those who've seen my hair put down &amp;amp; all: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;should i curl my hair back to the way it was?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;pretty please let me know okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my day. it was really cool, after performance &amp;amp; all,&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; me, brandon, ysabel, subhaan, miah &amp;amp; yunxiang&lt;/span&gt; were at the canteen, i had my keyboard &amp;amp; they had guitars &amp;amp; it was really cool, we played some techno, with synth pad as a back-up. then we messed arnd with the drum function in the keyboard &amp;amp; hahahah. it was hilarious. real good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft everything, went home &amp;amp; got ready for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;daphne khoo's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; concert! yeehh, it was real cool. daphne khoo sings well live. i really like her covers &amp;amp; the stuff that she wrote while she was still in west grand boulevard. she's really really cute &amp;amp; funny &amp;amp; really nice. i loved the way she goes to the high notes, it just sends shivers to people. like, seriously. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when i went to the esplanade before the whole concert with patricia, it felt really good. this first two weeks of trying to catch up with sec 4 stuff &amp;amp; all, i felt so at home at the esplanade area. really really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, chinese new year's coming hyper soon, big whoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't seem to catch the festivity. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even get alot of ang paos, &amp;amp; i don't really care how much i get. i'm too lazy to slowly count all my money, too lazy to be excited about it, too lazy to go shopping, even. it's like, whatever i need i have alr. i'm just happy that i get to have more sleep, more time to study &amp;amp; hang out with friends &amp;amp; all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yehhhhhh. &amp;amp; i've got a cough alr. sucks. bad hair bad voice bad guitar. bad chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, i can't help but to be the ultimate pessimist at times.&lt;br /&gt;yeh i know i'm rambling.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i know you're tired of reading alr, you most probably have skipped all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i gotta find you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mindy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-4491507057507905824?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4491507057507905824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=4491507057507905824&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/4491507057507905824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/4491507057507905824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2009/01/had-chinese-new-year-celebration-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-6411584596096864208</id><published>2009-01-20T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:27:23.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha. everyone complained to me when they saw the heading and thought that i would upload america photos in tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;priceless. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i decided to update my blog again, but ima going to keep it simple. i hate dealing with HTML. anyhow, how nice of you to come back &amp;amp; see an empty space that's about to be updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh, secondary 4 had just started &amp;amp; i'm feeling the O monster crushing me alr. i'm extremely kanchiong. like really really kanchiong. esp when i found out that my DMAT had such high (like really really high) standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm also partly relieved that i dropped my pure sciences to combined science. feels muchmuch better, even though i've haven't quite started. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. so little time, so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, for those who don't know, i permed my hair. ahaha. it's really cool right now. now i don't need to be afraid of looking like an ah lian when i wear skinnies or leggings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293395155058253762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXq2REFX8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/_P620WMtPSk/s320/PIC_391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is smth like it. brown, long, volumised &amp;amp; beautiful. &amp;amp; dry. :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okayokay i know it's latee. gotta catch some sleep. tmr's going to be another hectic day. or at least i like to think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-mindy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-6411584596096864208?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6411584596096864208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=6411584596096864208&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/6411584596096864208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/6411584596096864208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2009/01/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXq2REFX8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/_P620WMtPSk/s72-c/PIC_391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-7525909570751062975</id><published>2008-12-20T11:45:00.120+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T09:25:20.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny that you still check out this blog, cause i don't use it anymore. or rather, i don't blog anymore. hahaha. anyways, these are the pictures of my trip to U.S.A (&amp;amp; canada) so far. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUynDqPvfJI/AAAAAAAAAes/-pAXO0IZV18/s1600-h/DSCF1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281780144320511122" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUynDqPvfJI/AAAAAAAAAes/-pAXO0IZV18/s400/DSCF1141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can people not know what broadway is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUym5Q7dw0I/AAAAAAAAAek/-tgzMHOgyQI/s1600-h/DSCF1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281779965725885250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUym5Q7dw0I/AAAAAAAAAek/-tgzMHOgyQI/s400/DSCF1137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUymsoDuEgI/AAAAAAAAAec/FK3QRvul7co/s1600-h/DSCF1151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281779748596224514" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUymsoDuEgI/AAAAAAAAAec/FK3QRvul7co/s400/DSCF1151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macy's. it's like america's metro. only it's filled w/ stuff like F21. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUymjhsc1tI/AAAAAAAAAeU/YLWBtIwVe0c/s1600-h/Crossroads+edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281779592269190866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUymjhsc1tI/AAAAAAAAAeU/YLWBtIwVe0c/s400/Crossroads+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUymaEoBltI/AAAAAAAAAeM/XMLKEwLWdYQ/s1600-h/DSCF1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281779429847176914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUymaEoBltI/AAAAAAAAAeM/XMLKEwLWdYQ/s400/DSCF1155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brooklyn bridge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUymRmAtMkI/AAAAAAAAAeE/kFGZpOSUSsg/s1600-h/DSCF1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281779284190245442" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUymRmAtMkI/AAAAAAAAAeE/kFGZpOSUSsg/s400/DSCF1165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUymDqYfy8I/AAAAAAAAAd8/37cmlBus22w/s1600-h/DSCF1168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281779044845603778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUymDqYfy8I/AAAAAAAAAd8/37cmlBus22w/s400/DSCF1168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;near brooklyn bridge. america at 9p.m. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyl6X-Y8bI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ejBBJi3eKoI/s1600-h/DSCF1178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281778885285441970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyl6X-Y8bI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ejBBJi3eKoI/s400/DSCF1178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYC morning tour. america has nice skies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUylwQG9w-I/AAAAAAAAAds/TDZGBpqVwI0/s1600-h/DSCF1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281778711375234018" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUylwQG9w-I/AAAAAAAAAds/TDZGBpqVwI0/s400/DSCF1190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUylN9HHGlI/AAAAAAAAAdc/uhSin_U2vf8/s1600-h/DSCF1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281778122160020050" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUylN9HHGlI/AAAAAAAAAdc/uhSin_U2vf8/s400/DSCF1180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;typical ang moh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUylaVUb6dI/AAAAAAAAAdk/97oQq0kyCwA/s1600-h/DSCF1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281778334816790994" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUylaVUb6dI/AAAAAAAAAdk/97oQq0kyCwA/s400/DSCF1201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some memorial. cna't quite remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUylCVnuE6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/3u1JSsAbrxo/s1600-h/DSCF1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281777922580812706" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUylCVnuE6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/3u1JSsAbrxo/s400/DSCF1203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyk5dgm-RI/AAAAAAAAAdM/r6UDFW6AKKI/s1600-h/DSCF1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281777770079648018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyk5dgm-RI/AAAAAAAAAdM/r6UDFW6AKKI/s400/DSCF1206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; my maggie mee hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyktFowz_I/AAAAAAAAAdE/KW4yzSs6qn0/s1600-h/DSCF1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281777557512966130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyktFowz_I/AAAAAAAAAdE/KW4yzSs6qn0/s400/DSCF1209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wall street. but it was a sunday, so no crazy stock brokers running in &amp;amp; out of the building. pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUykkLTiAZI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Frio1hwLmUM/s1600-h/DSCF1219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281777404415705490" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUykkLTiAZI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Frio1hwLmUM/s400/DSCF1219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUykalce2EI/AAAAAAAAAc0/tZW2NHS6Ne4/s1600-h/DSCF1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281777239633877058" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUykalce2EI/AAAAAAAAAc0/tZW2NHS6Ne4/s400/DSCF1221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUykRlOdS_I/AAAAAAAAAcs/JInHNXJ-FSo/s1600-h/DSCF1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281777084956232690" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUykRlOdS_I/AAAAAAAAAcs/JInHNXJ-FSo/s400/DSCF1235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next morning in phillidelphia. morning weather was awesome. didn't even need a downcoat. felt like i was in paris or smth. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUykBVhq0AI/AAAAAAAAAck/HymiIN9kjYQ/s1600-h/DSCF1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281776805863936002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUykBVhq0AI/AAAAAAAAAck/HymiIN9kjYQ/s400/DSCF1243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; mom w/ the liberty bell. ding dong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyj1VJXIYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/yRdFfYMhpvU/s1600-h/DSCF1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281776599603552642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyj1VJXIYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/yRdFfYMhpvU/s400/DSCF1252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is where they make cold, hard, cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyjnjK6lNI/AAAAAAAAAcU/f8_GPWd7JyU/s1600-h/DSCF1253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281776362849998034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyjnjK6lNI/AAAAAAAAAcU/f8_GPWd7JyU/s400/DSCF1253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyjeA0q3_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/IcJuu86lBDQ/s1600-h/DSCF1257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281776199011065842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyjeA0q3_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/IcJuu86lBDQ/s400/DSCF1257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyjDLw8RgI/AAAAAAAAAcE/F8kyXBtnnnE/s1600-h/DSCF1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281775738091750914" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyjDLw8RgI/AAAAAAAAAcE/F8kyXBtnnnE/s400/DSCF1265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these darlings were everwhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyi3L9iPXI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Q5B3j8T1_uc/s1600-h/DSCF1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281775531986140530" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyi3L9iPXI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Q5B3j8T1_uc/s400/DSCF1289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;washington D.C. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyiinwUTZI/AAAAAAAAAb0/HOxKM4vFO4E/s1600-h/DSCF1299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281775178669641106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyiinwUTZI/AAAAAAAAAb0/HOxKM4vFO4E/s400/DSCF1299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loverly place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyiSTc9i3I/AAAAAAAAAbs/ejk3vGB6E70/s1600-h/DSCF1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281774898341841778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyiSTc9i3I/AAAAAAAAAbs/ejk3vGB6E70/s400/DSCF1325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of the presidents, Thomas Jefferson's words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyiDy12KKI/AAAAAAAAAbk/C8CIu1N382E/s1600-h/DSCF1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281774649069676706" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyiDy12KKI/AAAAAAAAAbk/C8CIu1N382E/s400/DSCF1326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they really amaze me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyh5BDYMNI/AAAAAAAAAbc/9j62r935tDU/s1600-h/DSCF1327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281774463905968338" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyh5BDYMNI/AAAAAAAAAbc/9j62r935tDU/s400/DSCF1327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyhqQfmTLI/AAAAAAAAAbU/rkXRrlgbecs/s1600-h/DSCF1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281774210352827570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyhqQfmTLI/AAAAAAAAAbU/rkXRrlgbecs/s400/DSCF1331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyhgM34q9I/AAAAAAAAAbM/0klxx4VtXO4/s1600-h/DSCF1353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281774037582261202" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyhgM34q9I/AAAAAAAAAbM/0klxx4VtXO4/s400/DSCF1353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little fella posed for the camera. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyhWFKp8EI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Th5TEvZobS4/s1600-h/DSCF1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281773863714811970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyhWFKp8EI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Th5TEvZobS4/s400/DSCF1361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyhLKe0D5I/AAAAAAAAAa8/oYSKFPwtvms/s1600-h/DSCF1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281773676162977682" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyhLKe0D5I/AAAAAAAAAa8/oYSKFPwtvms/s400/DSCF1397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it started snowing in (uh, i forgot)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyg73HqaDI/AAAAAAAAAa0/SiV8TmpryA0/s1600-h/DSCF1410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281773413267564594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyg73HqaDI/AAAAAAAAAa0/SiV8TmpryA0/s400/DSCF1410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right, canada. nigara falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUygrg2Dh3I/AAAAAAAAAas/Jj29_e0JDDc/s1600-h/DSCF1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281773132410226546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUygrg2Dh3I/AAAAAAAAAas/Jj29_e0JDDc/s400/DSCF1420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUygTZ1untI/AAAAAAAAAak/V9FmIfezbro/s1600-h/DSCF1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281772718212947666" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUygTZ1untI/AAAAAAAAAak/V9FmIfezbro/s400/DSCF1422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;top of the word! (freakmeoutomg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUygJTawW0I/AAAAAAAAAac/1Kty3oROrAA/s1600-h/DSCF1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281772544690510658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUygJTawW0I/AAAAAAAAAac/1Kty3oROrAA/s400/DSCF1425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;torronto university's chapel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyf-6t3ROI/AAAAAAAAAaU/1GJg5Ezjenw/s1600-h/DSCF1437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281772366261077218" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyf-6t3ROI/AAAAAAAAAaU/1GJg5Ezjenw/s400/DSCF1437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tim Houton's. awesome hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyf2HLJCzI/AAAAAAAAAaM/sYV8u6m5sZQ/s1600-h/DSCF1449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281772214986279730" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyf2HLJCzI/AAAAAAAAAaM/sYV8u6m5sZQ/s400/DSCF1449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walking in a winter wonderland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyfnxmDG4I/AAAAAAAAAaE/tAM8XabsxCw/s1600-h/DSCF1452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281771968675388290" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyfnxmDG4I/AAAAAAAAAaE/tAM8XabsxCw/s400/DSCF1452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom &amp;amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyfav8vp9I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8WKBh8WNjJs/s1600-h/DSCF1477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281771744895412178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyfav8vp9I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8WKBh8WNjJs/s400/DSCF1477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;montreal. stadium of the olympics a few millions years before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyfE0msT7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/YSkmq-FKTVw/s1600-h/DSCF1484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281771368187973554" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyfE0msT7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/YSkmq-FKTVw/s400/DSCF1484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our very adorable guide in the stadium, dominc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUye3kv-6NI/AAAAAAAAAZs/7WHxsA7pYes/s1600-h/DSCF1485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281771140593674450" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUye3kv-6NI/AAAAAAAAAZs/7WHxsA7pYes/s400/DSCF1485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;olympic pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyevL5PuxI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AZHxVrnHefA/s1600-h/DSCF1489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281770996482685714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyevL5PuxI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AZHxVrnHefA/s400/DSCF1489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyehC2spFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/YP8eY3ZjSw4/s1600-h/DSCF1507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281770753537909842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyehC2spFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/YP8eY3ZjSw4/s400/DSCF1507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ka peesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyeYbqJr2I/AAAAAAAAAZU/4AlTPgOCB9Q/s1600-h/DSCF1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281770605577351010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyeYbqJr2I/AAAAAAAAAZU/4AlTPgOCB9Q/s400/DSCF1510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, to the beautiful town of Quebec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyePJCgTtI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hvD5552gmOU/s1600-h/DSCF1559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281770445960400594" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyePJCgTtI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hvD5552gmOU/s400/DSCF1559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;French-speaking town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyd9TYD98I/AAAAAAAAAZE/QnjD_Cr8xEo/s1600-h/DSCF1563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281770139497527234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyd9TYD98I/AAAAAAAAAZE/QnjD_Cr8xEo/s400/DSCF1563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful architecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SU2Y8rEOShI/AAAAAAAAAfM/0YjQUglBsyg/s1600-h/DSCF1562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282046106095471122" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SU2Y8rEOShI/AAAAAAAAAfM/0YjQUglBsyg/s400/DSCF1562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SU2XereS-DI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Tb2WIj2UHGc/s1600-h/DSCF1554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282044491297126450" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SU2XereS-DI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Tb2WIj2UHGc/s400/DSCF1554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was hyper chillly out there, so we decided to hide in a nice french diner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SU2WvPmlgwI/AAAAAAAAAe0/uQuU_DtHyHg/s1600-h/DSCF1521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282043676361851650" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SU2WvPmlgwI/AAAAAAAAAe0/uQuU_DtHyHg/s400/DSCF1521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SU2YDoIltwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ekE-Y3lT4ZU/s1600-h/DSCF1524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282045126055933698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SU2YDoIltwI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ekE-Y3lT4ZU/s400/DSCF1524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;101% french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyc11oCvdI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zZR1VarPqtI/s1600-h/DSCF1512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281768911740779986" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyc11oCvdI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zZR1VarPqtI/s400/DSCF1512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ordering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUycne95jWI/AAAAAAAAAYU/r5JNIIdtl-4/s1600-h/DSCF1520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281768665140268386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUycne95jWI/AAAAAAAAAYU/r5JNIIdtl-4/s400/DSCF1520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting over hot chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUycbwqcd9I/AAAAAAAAAYM/WZvPVD0T9wE/s1600-h/DSCF1542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281768463732078546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUycbwqcd9I/AAAAAAAAAYM/WZvPVD0T9wE/s400/DSCF1542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUycPaZo4wI/AAAAAAAAAYE/PjzX6eXZl10/s1600-h/DSCF1545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281768251597579010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUycPaZo4wI/AAAAAAAAAYE/PjzX6eXZl10/s400/DSCF1545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; vuala, here comes my beautiful breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyb_qaRWDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Q21ZarffJQA/s1600-h/DSCF1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281767981017290802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SUyb_qaRWDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Q21ZarffJQA/s400/DSCF1551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; vuala, all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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my sis had already started using it. catching the fire, setting the trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my HTML here's already screwed up anyway, so yea. will leave my posts with my long long long long history here. i think around three years. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will put my new link up here when it's ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this is goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-1076124798028770509?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1076124798028770509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=1076124798028770509&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/1076124798028770509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/1076124798028770509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-happened-o.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-3133740081061089360</id><published>2008-07-01T19:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T19:31:19.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Misery Business (cover) - Locked Up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BhY0P6KREcU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BhY0P6KREcU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Empty Apartment (cover) - Ironic Greetings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewCan0Wn7xY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewCan0Wn7xY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out, man. this is cool stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks, rei. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-desperate. mindy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-3133740081061089360?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3133740081061089360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=3133740081061089360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/3133740081061089360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/3133740081061089360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2008/07/check-this-out-man.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-774337065652624135</id><published>2008-06-26T18:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:26:10.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i update now so i won't be lazy to update later. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 June'08 was COOOLLLL TO THE MAX, MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly! CFN was cool! totally rocked today, man. for lower sec, miah, yunxiang, patrica &amp;amp; i played hero/heroine then pressure. then yunxiang played mirage de amour solo (hahaha) then brandon, ysabel, subhaan &amp;amp; i played empty apartment &amp;amp; whatever it takes. oh my oh my. it was cool to the max. i loved lower sec, man. really on. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to james who did the cardboard thing! hahahaha. way cool. thanks, man. and also special thanks to miah &amp;amp; yunxiang who hyped up the performance for our other group. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESSURE WAS FETCHNESS TO THE MAX, MAN. it was like, after yunxiang's solo after the bridge to chorus, there was a pause. so during that pause, me &amp;amp; patrica drank some water &amp;amp; the guys adjusted their ties &amp;amp; stufff. hahahahahaha. you should have seen the reaction of the audience, man. timeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, for those who thought it was a competition, it's not a competition. it's just a showcase. there's no winner no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed myself up on stage. thanks, Locked Up &amp;amp; Ironic Greetings. thanks for making this a good one. i really love you guys, man. to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel very extremely free to give us your comments. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures &amp;amp; vids will be up soon, courtesy of rei. thanks, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a happy girl. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SGNzEATFjrI/AAAAAAAAAN8/mmgeickYU-A/s1600-h/PIC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216139306061893298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SGNzEATFjrI/AAAAAAAAAN8/mmgeickYU-A/s200/PIC_0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love, mindy. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-774337065652624135?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/774337065652624135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=774337065652624135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/774337065652624135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/774337065652624135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-update-now-so-i-wont-be-lazy-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SGNzEATFjrI/AAAAAAAAAN8/mmgeickYU-A/s72-c/PIC_0136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-7484427003270692256</id><published>2008-06-22T02:04:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T02:41:59.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;inadequate&lt;/em&gt;? imagine how much more inadequate i feel beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm kinda disappointed in people. person. schemeing. i never would have thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been feeling dead these few days. honestly, honestly dead. like numbed or something. &amp;amp; the worst part is that school starts in two days. sorry to those who tried to call/sms me who i didn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, being mindy, you think my homework is even touched? i bet i lost it. 50 small 100 big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people bugging me to update on concert, hahahh. i'm lagging seriously, man. to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry people. kinda lazy to upload. soon okay. maybe 13 june 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna know what i've been doing this whole holiday? well, i was preparing for concert for the whole of the month, &amp;amp; when the concert is over, i realised that i only had one free week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not so free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to practice for cultral fiesta week almost everyday, keeping in mind i have two bands. but both bands are awesome, i honestly love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, support:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(unofficially)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Locked Up&lt;/span&gt;, with jeremiah, yunxiang, patrica &amp;amp; me on thursday during your respective recesses. we're playing in both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ironic Greetings&lt;/span&gt;, with brandon, ysabel, subhaan &amp;amp; me on thursday as well. that means you'll see me up on stage for both consecutive performances. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go out, man. please bring me out. gotta gotta gotta breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SF1Hm9nM9RI/AAAAAAAAANs/9chtO8xOdTw/s1600-h/PIC_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214402678264493330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SF1Hm9nM9RI/AAAAAAAAANs/9chtO8xOdTw/s200/PIC_0313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;t&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;his city's made us crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; we must get out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;much, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;much much love, &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mindy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-7484427003270692256?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7484427003270692256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=7484427003270692256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/7484427003270692256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/7484427003270692256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2008/06/inadequate-imagine-how-much-more.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SF1Hm9nM9RI/AAAAAAAAANs/9chtO8xOdTw/s72-c/PIC_0313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-8395651730926936051</id><published>2008-06-11T21:30:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:20:50.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow wow wow can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M UPDATING. HA HA HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great. can get a move on now. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've received millions &amp;amp; millions of complaints of my stagnant-to-the-max blog. the only thing moving is my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, the rest would be mostly pictures. mostly, as in, a large quantity "mostly".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please go slow okay? it'll be meaningless if you just scroll down without a care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;East Coast Park Biking on a certain sunday with sunday people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_YiC4XCHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RMsE1VGr_H0/s1600-h/PIC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210621373291366514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_YiC4XCHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RMsE1VGr_H0/s320/PIC_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_Y7xq219I/AAAAAAAAAFU/goCrPV19btg/s1600-h/PIC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210621815347926994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_Y7xq219I/AAAAAAAAAFU/goCrPV19btg/s320/PIC_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;luwei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_ZqlYdoPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uPND6kxEQFA/s1600-h/PIC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210622619503403250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_ZqlYdoPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uPND6kxEQFA/s320/PIC_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kenneth zhang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_ZzUVD-eI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EFNjdSFkHn8/s1600-h/PIC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210622769544559074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_ZzUVD-eI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EFNjdSFkHn8/s320/PIC_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muxin &amp;amp; jingwei.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_aHkJ6uLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/S9BGwbxM7JU/s1600-h/PIC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210623117390166194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_aHkJ6uLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/S9BGwbxM7JU/s320/PIC_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esther.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_aSdXUKyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/y7q5SWKQOkA/s1600-h/PIC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210623304545872674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_aSdXUKyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/y7q5SWKQOkA/s320/PIC_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jocelyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_bt31d3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/U74OqVawFcQ/s1600-h/PIC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210624875019755218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_bt31d3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/U74OqVawFcQ/s320/PIC_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bikes, parked at bedok jetty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_dPOLq2UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/7P7rDstsYhg/s1600-h/PIC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210626547465771330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_dPOLq2UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/7P7rDstsYhg/s320/PIC_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_dPV03aiI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SRmkRp76gnI/s1600-h/PIC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210626549517609506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_dPV03aiI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SRmkRp76gnI/s320/PIC_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;multi-talented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_dPlxTxtI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Adoz5TTFY2g/s1600-h/PIC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210626553797658322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_dPlxTxtI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Adoz5TTFY2g/s320/PIC_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random #1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_es-IUKXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/oZvUziDirMs/s1600-h/PIC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210628158064437618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_es-IUKXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/oZvUziDirMs/s320/PIC_0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random #2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_et_4TpJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/727xObfKyNw/s1600-h/PIC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210628175714034834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_et_4TpJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/727xObfKyNw/s320/PIC_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;da ge xiao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_eu97WzJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/A_Otxk_I32U/s1600-h/PIC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210628192369822866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_eu97WzJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/A_Otxk_I32U/s320/PIC_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random &amp;amp; scary #3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_ewOxQF6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/jlpRa2HmTbg/s1600-h/PIC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210628214070712226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_ewOxQF6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/jlpRa2HmTbg/s320/PIC_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;g o s l o w.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_ew1Ut8ZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/jSSdwrVxkXs/s1600-h/PIC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210628224420016530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_ew1Ut8ZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/jSSdwrVxkXs/s320/PIC_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random #4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_fi7DImjI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vED1lv-2dT4/s1600-h/PIC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210629084950338098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_fi7DImjI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vED1lv-2dT4/s320/PIC_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;da ge xiao #2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were at his condo chilling by the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_fjDxp4ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/WEYyUNh_yfo/s1600-h/PIC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210629087292940690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_fjDxp4ZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/WEYyUNh_yfo/s320/PIC_0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uh, the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_fjKO8VXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4YR7SKlXmQ0/s1600-h/PIC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210629089026397554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_fjKO8VXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4YR7SKlXmQ0/s320/PIC_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people having a floating barbeque. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_fjYCnW9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/M4ddvc5uoak/s1600-h/PIC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210629092732787666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_fjYCnW9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/M4ddvc5uoak/s320/PIC_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random #5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clarke Quay (not clubbing) on the sunday after the previous one with (lu+jing)wei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_fjhcUikI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Di6iryE7Fd4/s1600-h/PIC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210629095256525378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_fjhcUikI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Di6iryE7Fd4/s320/PIC_0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random #6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_gdHxCahI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ExT-cIaxa7Y/s1600-h/PIC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210630084796508690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_gdHxCahI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ExT-cIaxa7Y/s320/PIC_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;manhattan fish market. its not really a fish market, actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's a restaurant, you suaku people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_gdnt3MQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oPL-SD2Nw1o/s1600-h/PIC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210630093373124866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_gdnt3MQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oPL-SD2Nw1o/s320/PIC_0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;butter cod fish &amp;amp; chips. fresh like anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_geuZcjsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Cck6xbyx3YI/s1600-h/PIC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210630112346410690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_geuZcjsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Cck6xbyx3YI/s320/PIC_0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;desert. japanese hot balls with &lt;em&gt;premium&lt;/em&gt; vanilla icecream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hah. get a load of that. premium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_ghsKVhBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-nZYZzE1gew/s1600-h/PIC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210630163285771282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_ghsKVhBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-nZYZzE1gew/s320/PIC_0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this was the nice one. emperor style red bean paste with rice cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;red bean paste was rich, not too sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_gjNEtdUI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bQ70N22CfZg/s1600-h/PIC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210630189300413762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_gjNEtdUI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bQ70N22CfZg/s320/PIC_0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me #1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_hI4NRDRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OMSJ9iwUcek/s1600-h/PIC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210630836534185234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_hI4NRDRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OMSJ9iwUcek/s320/PIC_0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me #2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_hJhevpBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/P8Ykk2rxEZg/s1600-h/PIC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210630847613346834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_hJhevpBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/P8Ykk2rxEZg/s320/PIC_0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me #3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_hKBNUUHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uVhVXFawXqY/s1600-h/PIC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210630856130187378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_hKBNUUHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/uVhVXFawXqY/s320/PIC_0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me #4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_hKwhYePI/AAAAAAAAAIs/aCNLG9kQah8/s1600-h/PIC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210630868830812402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_hKwhYePI/AAAAAAAAAIs/aCNLG9kQah8/s320/PIC_0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what? i like the lighting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_hLmZgOxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ViKfndqmZT8/s1600-h/PIC_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210630883293281042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_hLmZgOxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ViKfndqmZT8/s320/PIC_0140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me &amp;amp; jingwei.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_iD84qBtI/AAAAAAAAAI8/avOv7JK9N60/s1600-h/PIC_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210631851402200786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_iD84qBtI/AAAAAAAAAI8/avOv7JK9N60/s320/PIC_0141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;luwei, me, jingwei.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_iEPCvabI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wVHF8TJSrYg/s1600-h/PIC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210631856276335026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_iEPCvabI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wVHF8TJSrYg/s320/PIC_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now memorise their names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_iEePUTcI/AAAAAAAAAJM/xypGoU9_B74/s1600-h/PIC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210631860355616194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_iEePUTcI/AAAAAAAAAJM/xypGoU9_B74/s320/PIC_0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;paisley&amp;amp;cream.awesome desert shop. pretty pretty cupcakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they have everything there. carrot, double choc, hazelnut, caramel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;white chocolate, peanut butter, kit kat, toblerone, lychee, banana, lemon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mango &amp;amp; TOO MUCH MORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 eu tong sen street, the central. you'll see it when you exit clarke quay station, exit left &amp;amp; go all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the way 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_iEsuyE6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-Z5HQDkkfMQ/s1600-h/PIC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210631864245687202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_iEsuyE6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/-Z5HQDkkfMQ/s320/PIC_0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tastes good, seriously. dough is fresh, but a little oily. the cream is very soft but it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;peaks beautifully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esther's 15th birthday "surprise" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(cause she kinda expected it)&lt;/span&gt;, 5th june. with alot of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_iE6gR2vI/AAAAAAAAAJc/G_haqRyJkDs/s1600-h/PIC_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210631867942951666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_iE6gR2vI/AAAAAAAAAJc/G_haqRyJkDs/s320/PIC_0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the rocker kid. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAFzah6opI/AAAAAAAAAJk/RyDg74nXVXY/s1600-h/PIC_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210671149720707730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAFzah6opI/AAAAAAAAAJk/RyDg74nXVXY/s320/PIC_0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esther looks amazingly cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;poor thing, had to be blindfolded all the way to lot one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAFz5A3gzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6E1NZCHIVIM/s1600-h/PIC_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210671157903590194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAFz5A3gzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6E1NZCHIVIM/s320/PIC_0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the way.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAFzz0C7MI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Nralbl-619U/s1600-h/PIC_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210671156507634882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAFzz0C7MI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Nralbl-619U/s320/PIC_0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eerie playground.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAF0NUbAxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/hgh8Wp8dgzQ/s1600-h/PIC_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210671163354317586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAF0NUbAxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/hgh8Wp8dgzQ/s320/PIC_0191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bored people waiting for the blind esther to arrive.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAF0ZKgtHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7YTmb-C-UDo/s1600-h/PIC_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210671166533973106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAF0ZKgtHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7YTmb-C-UDo/s320/PIC_0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the drunk man. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAGirLrrbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/muNbXiSP0ZY/s1600-h/PIC_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210671961644707250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAGirLrrbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/muNbXiSP0ZY/s320/PIC_0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're all asian pop stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAGi6XtfGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/VStR28UyhzE/s1600-h/PIC_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210671965721689186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAGi6XtfGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/VStR28UyhzE/s320/PIC_0196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rocker muxin.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAGjSbkpLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ABPpMbIvAJI/s1600-h/PIC_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210671972180337842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFAGjSbkpLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ABPpMbIvAJI/s320/PIC_0197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rocker jingwei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8th june (sunday). out with sunday people to hospice &amp;amp; clarke quay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPdk1X9pqI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ahTiXEDBjPw/s1600-h/PIC_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211752818670413474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPdk1X9pqI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ahTiXEDBjPw/s320/PIC_0268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hospice near tan tock seng. visiting esther's aunt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;unfortunately, she had passed away the day we met her. may the Lord have mercy on her soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPdlAJYmsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qhN1NTK3LhQ/s1600-h/PIC_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211752821562055362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPdlAJYmsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qhN1NTK3LhQ/s320/PIC_0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;childrens' corner!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPdlTsX5qI/AAAAAAAAAK0/FHWRlbKKEk4/s1600-h/PIC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211752826809083554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPdlTsX5qI/AAAAAAAAAK0/FHWRlbKKEk4/s320/PIC_0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;janitor's closet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPdllucEuI/AAAAAAAAAK8/_fZFShbYuK4/s1600-h/PIC_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211752831649583842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPdllucEuI/AAAAAAAAAK8/_fZFShbYuK4/s320/PIC_0273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jocelyn's actually posing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPdl0pCaYI/AAAAAAAAALE/VAkbAhBDrz0/s1600-h/PIC_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211752835653462402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPdl0pCaYI/AAAAAAAAALE/VAkbAhBDrz0/s320/PIC_0285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i happened to come across this creepy place in the middle of tan tock seng &amp;amp; the hospice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPgMRt1nTI/AAAAAAAAALM/iz7eZ40ZeNs/s1600-h/PIC_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211755695316507954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPgMRt1nTI/AAAAAAAAALM/iz7eZ40ZeNs/s320/PIC_0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it creeps me out even to post these up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPgMWM7-rI/AAAAAAAAALU/h3iNmm7Tpho/s1600-h/PIC_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211755696520690354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPgMWM7-rI/AAAAAAAAALU/h3iNmm7Tpho/s320/PIC_0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, the pathway is kinda like, blocked. the pathway is covered by grass &amp;amp; weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPgMsYl0KI/AAAAAAAAALc/s6HHgA29POw/s1600-h/PIC_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPgMzkh6aI/AAAAAAAAALk/SqKMVHEkiCw/s1600-h/PIC_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211755704404273570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPgMzkh6aI/AAAAAAAAALk/SqKMVHEkiCw/s320/PIC_0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doors are sealed up. every single one of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPgNALmY4I/AAAAAAAAALs/C3mwBe3OGjk/s1600-h/PIC_0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211755707789370242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPgNALmY4I/AAAAAAAAALs/C3mwBe3OGjk/s320/PIC_0251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPg8ZxpDvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/AXH-A649iiM/s1600-h/PIC_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211756522113666802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPg8ZxpDvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/AXH-A649iiM/s320/PIC_0261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPg8uA6w_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/vd0FxMt7Ae8/s1600-h/PIC_0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211756527546450930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPg8uA6w_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/vd0FxMt7Ae8/s320/PIC_0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like someone has been having lunch there, uh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPg8nuknTI/AAAAAAAAAME/wGEgtL8StHc/s1600-h/PIC_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211756525858889010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPg8nuknTI/AAAAAAAAAME/wGEgtL8StHc/s320/PIC_0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPg8-BGXGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LjGrC8pPomY/s1600-h/PIC_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211756531842178146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPg8-BGXGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LjGrC8pPomY/s320/PIC_0275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPhzcmzvHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/emIauFu_5BA/s1600-h/PIC_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211757467766340722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPhzcmzvHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/emIauFu_5BA/s320/PIC_0321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway, welcome to clarke quay, mindy's most favourite place in singapore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPg9GTMA1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/yVCyTDqFVxM/s1600-h/PIC_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211756534065529682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPg9GTMA1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/yVCyTDqFVxM/s320/PIC_0313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i love my brown brown hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPhyZ32pMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/OiTC1NQnKBU/s1600-h/PIC_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211757449852658882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPhyZ32pMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/OiTC1NQnKBU/s320/PIC_0318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;esther's happy with her fish &amp;amp; chips. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPhyhhgLFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Q4-rmsJzQhE/s1600-h/PIC_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211757451906395218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPhyhhgLFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Q4-rmsJzQhE/s320/PIC_0322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yup, that's just about all of us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPhy8XGRTI/AAAAAAAAAMs/WPnxYVuuCXA/s1600-h/PIC_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211757459110511922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPhy8XGRTI/AAAAAAAAAMs/WPnxYVuuCXA/s320/PIC_0341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;luwei's attempting a headshot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPhzEaWkiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WTOBLzyhcpI/s1600-h/PIC_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211757461271646754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPhzEaWkiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WTOBLzyhcpI/s320/PIC_0342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but he lands saftely &amp;amp; comfortably. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;random.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPi2k3G-3I/AAAAAAAAANE/921hYJf-mC4/s1600-h/PIC_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211758621033429874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPi2k3G-3I/AAAAAAAAANE/921hYJf-mC4/s320/PIC_0364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;kranji at night. beautiful, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPi2--oj4I/AAAAAAAAANM/tVCXIM1KGqk/s1600-h/PIC_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211758628044312450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPi2--oj4I/AAAAAAAAANM/tVCXIM1KGqk/s320/PIC_0369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;great is Your faithfulness, Oh Lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well, that's about my whole life that you've missed out so far. thanks for checking back, anyway. heh heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;much love, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mindy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPpPTE2TkI/AAAAAAAAANU/w4qAoPJEuwA/s1600-h/PIC_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211765642825715266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SFPpPTE2TkI/AAAAAAAAANU/w4qAoPJEuwA/s200/PIC_0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-8395651730926936051?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8395651730926936051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=8395651730926936051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/8395651730926936051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/8395651730926936051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow-wow-wow-can-you-believe-it-im.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SE_YiC4XCHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RMsE1VGr_H0/s72-c/PIC_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-9046870171656896407</id><published>2008-03-14T23:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:29:44.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. i hate ants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was band today, like any other friday. except for good friday. had drills in the morning, &amp;amp; boy. i almost very literally shouted my windpipe out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't mean to be this fierce, honest. :(&lt;br /&gt;please please please make my life easier. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, around 6 or so, met up with qiyin to buy ingredients for baking. pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R9qfFrMaEzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/k332meumLGc/s1600-h/Photo-0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177625641458733874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R9qfFrMaEzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/k332meumLGc/s320/Photo-0377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love the way the batter swirls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R9qe_bMaEyI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CzrJewgRFqQ/s1600-h/Photo-0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177625534084551458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R9qe_bMaEyI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CzrJewgRFqQ/s320/Photo-0381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Betty Crockers' Hershey's Walnut (pre-mixed) brownie mix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heh, a baker has to cheat once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R9qe3bMaExI/AAAAAAAAAE0/K7lPDFMBULM/s1600-h/Photo-0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177625396645597970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R9qe3bMaExI/AAAAAAAAAE0/K7lPDFMBULM/s320/Photo-0382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no, that's not coloured with coloured pencils.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; no, it's not play dough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;believe it or not, it's icing. butter icing. pretty, huh. :D needs touching up though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; believe or not, it's edible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh by the way, i used this as a demo. i wanted to put these designs on my bakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess you're looking forward to seeing the completed cupcakes, uh. :D presenting to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing. :( they got ruined in the end. the icing was still pretty though. i think something had gone wrong in the batter. my proportions weren't that accurate. &amp;amp; the baking powder had some serious problem. i think it's the double acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so detached from myself these days. like something in my brain's not connected. maybe i accidentally pulled the red wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this verse my junior gave me when i was extremely destressed. i still keep in my phone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Psalms 55:22,&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cast your burden on the Lord, &amp;amp; He shall sustain you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks, James. God bless you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights like these are getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;heh, i've accumulated too many tags, so i'll just reply a few.&lt;br /&gt;i'm replying&lt;br /&gt;mskonsnr: our guitar? :D&lt;br /&gt;huda: raul midon's really good. :D &amp;amp; yes i know he's coming to singapore! for mosiac festival&lt;br /&gt;zellyn: okay i'll visit soon!&lt;br /&gt;yuling: YAY YOU'RE AWESOME! :D thank you so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-9046870171656896407?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/9046870171656896407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=9046870171656896407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/9046870171656896407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/9046870171656896407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R9qfFrMaEzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/k332meumLGc/s72-c/Photo-0377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-9000923394923038674</id><published>2008-03-04T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:07:51.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZMpL19yKmuw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZMpL19yKmuw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my latest obsession. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;presenting to you, Raul Midon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-9000923394923038674?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/9000923394923038674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=9000923394923038674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/9000923394923038674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/9000923394923038674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-latest-obsession.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-9219916154981554279</id><published>2008-02-27T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T22:09:21.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol, i know this is my second post today. but. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to let all my sec 1 jrs know, please do drop a message if you have any enquiries, &amp;amp; don't worry, i don't hate you cause i shout at you. i love you guys alot, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really makes me happy to see "i love band" all over your blogs. hahaha. don't think i don't know you read by blog, i know. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel free to add me wherever whenever at &lt;a href="mailto:o_raindropz_o@hotmail.com"&gt;o_raindropz_o@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. i know it's corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; please please, respect your seniors. i get extremely pissed when you guys don't respect your seniors. you wouldn't want to know what i do when i get pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-9219916154981554279?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/9219916154981554279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=9219916154981554279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/9219916154981554279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/9219916154981554279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/lol-i-know-this-is-my-second-post-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-1449014641987822537</id><published>2008-02-27T20:50:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T22:04:59.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is an UPDATE of old stuff. stuff stuff stuff. by the way, does anyone know how to put up and archive? i'm a blog noob. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(sometime really long time ago when i was jamming with brandon, ysabel, hannan &amp;amp; belicia.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VlIJWqbLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zLPDFgoMk5Q/s1600-h/i+rock,+alright..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171650937729215666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VlIJWqbLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zLPDFgoMk5Q/s320/i+rock,+alright..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm a small girl who can really rock, alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;another time really long time ago before combined service at Jurong East stadium. at xunxiang's house.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Vk_5WqbKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cV0u7RHSOPo/s1600-h/i+love+my+guitar..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171650795995294882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Vk_5WqbKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cV0u7RHSOPo/s320/i+love+my+guitar..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love my guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Vkd5WqbJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Z6eQWah6QlA/s1600-h/guit+guit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171650211879742610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Vkd5WqbJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Z6eQWah6QlA/s320/guit+guit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i told you i could rock. i hate it when people see my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;size &amp;amp; think i can't play at all. be amazed, people.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18 Feb, 2008. Chocolate Foundue at my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Vjk5WqbII/AAAAAAAAAEU/1IGOpTLNtzs/s1600-h/choc+fondue+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171649232627199106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Vjk5WqbII/AAAAAAAAAEU/1IGOpTLNtzs/s320/choc+fondue+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VjdZWqbHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rv_sCaDa3sg/s1600-h/choc+fondue+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171649103778180210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VjdZWqbHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rv_sCaDa3sg/s320/choc+fondue+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VjWJWqbGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WZdezdn89_w/s1600-h/chocolate+fondue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171648979224128610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VjWJWqbGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WZdezdn89_w/s320/chocolate+fondue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;killer chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17 Feb, 2008. Out with sunday people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8ViyJWqbFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/8JtM8f3U16g/s1600-h/sunday+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171648360748837970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8ViyJWqbFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/8JtM8f3U16g/s320/sunday+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the xin wang hong kong café i was telling you about. at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anchor point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VigJWqbEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yxuTpWu_cbs/s1600-h/sunday+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171648051511192642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VigJWqbEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yxuTpWu_cbs/s320/sunday+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me, luwei, jingwei &amp;amp; munchong trying be scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but utterly fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VhfJWqbDI/AAAAAAAAADs/QUeRaMlIqxI/s1600-h/sunday+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171646934819695666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VhfJWqbDI/AAAAAAAAADs/QUeRaMlIqxI/s320/sunday+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;esther, me, jingwei, luwei, munchong, showing the complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;difference from the previous picture. taken by a nice passerby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Ve8ZWqbCI/AAAAAAAAADk/lJgABOC_nrs/s1600-h/sunday+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171644138795985954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Ve8ZWqbCI/AAAAAAAAADk/lJgABOC_nrs/s320/sunday+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IKEA, where we had hotdogs after the café dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was just across the road, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Veo5WqbBI/AAAAAAAAADc/NgI4xfEC6lo/s1600-h/sunday+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171643803788536850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Veo5WqbBI/AAAAAAAAADc/NgI4xfEC6lo/s320/sunday+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VegpWqbAI/AAAAAAAAADU/QY0lXr3TLPU/s1600-h/sunday+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171643662054616066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VegpWqbAI/AAAAAAAAADU/QY0lXr3TLPU/s320/sunday+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me, putting on my "da jie da" front. &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you see, we were on this double decker bus &amp;amp; we had the whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of the back space to ourselves. so we took what we could. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: "men, bring him out! throw him out of the bus window!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VeXpWqa_I/AAAAAAAAADM/D7yNW2p6H6o/s1600-h/sunday+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171643507435793394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VeXpWqa_I/AAAAAAAAADM/D7yNW2p6H6o/s320/sunday+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hands too short. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VeQ5Wqa-I/AAAAAAAAADE/YWlTGzna4Fg/s1600-h/sunday+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171643391471676386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VeQ5Wqa-I/AAAAAAAAADE/YWlTGzna4Fg/s320/sunday+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luwei doesn't even need to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VeKZWqa9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Jq5eN4E5LSw/s1600-h/sunday+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171643279802526674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VeKZWqa9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Jq5eN4E5LSw/s320/sunday+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jingwei's try of sitting like gangster, take #1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VeE5Wqa8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/zpRZp8eF39s/s1600-h/sunday+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171643185313246146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VeE5Wqa8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/zpRZp8eF39s/s320/sunday+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jingwei's try of sitting like a gangster, take #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Vd_JWqa7I/AAAAAAAAACs/6x7TPxQTsj4/s1600-h/sunday+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171643086528998322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Vd_JWqa7I/AAAAAAAAACs/6x7TPxQTsj4/s320/sunday+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jingwei: "that's it. i give up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Vd5JWqa6I/AAAAAAAAACk/R-FoRz04ZEA/s1600-h/sunday+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171642983449783202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Vd5JWqa6I/AAAAAAAAACk/R-FoRz04ZEA/s320/sunday+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;munchong. poor guy can't do it either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Vdw5Wqa5I/AAAAAAAAACc/GlwQy3Lop3Q/s1600-h/group+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171642841715862418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8Vdw5Wqa5I/AAAAAAAAACc/GlwQy3Lop3Q/s320/group+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emo bunch. credits to munchong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;credits of photos goes to esther. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;quote of the day: age is just a number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;vanns&lt;/em&gt;: hello! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;=)&lt;/em&gt;: hello, whoever you are. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;weiyan&lt;/em&gt;: yes, i know who you are already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;esther&lt;/em&gt;: replied already okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;huda&lt;/em&gt;: HAHA. okay okay, we're all saddists. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-1449014641987822537?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1449014641987822537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=1449014641987822537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/1449014641987822537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/1449014641987822537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-update-of-old-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VlIJWqbLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zLPDFgoMk5Q/s72-c/i+rock,+alright..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-6623508418080858612</id><published>2008-02-24T23:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:49:41.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;[start of blog entry at 8.25 (friday), English]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no, no, no. i'm falling asleep. sorry ms ratna. had to do something to keep me awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, i wanted to blog about this for a looooooong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SKINNIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; like skinnies. it's so overrated &amp;amp; common right now. i could imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8GIFpWqayI/AAAAAAAAABk/KlAeE4pxNXo/s1600-h/little+ms+late.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170563477779671842" style="WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="213" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8GIFpWqayI/AAAAAAAAABk/KlAeE4pxNXo/s320/little+ms+late.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8GJOpWqazI/AAAAAAAAABs/bt58OhGHcpI/s1600-h/red+skinnies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170564731910122290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8GJOpWqazI/AAAAAAAAABs/bt58OhGHcpI/s320/red+skinnies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, &amp;amp; to make it worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with harvanas, a crumpler, sony erricson walkman phone. completed with long, rebonded hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. no no no no no no no. that's not going to work. i would never be caught dead in that. never.&lt;br /&gt;but something that would look good, though... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VbdpWqa0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/mz77uWCzEj8/s1600-h/Photo-0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171640311980124994" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="162" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8VbdpWqa0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/mz77uWCzEj8/s320/Photo-0155.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can't find the picture. imagine. heh heh heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;black skinnies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this one, i'm lazy to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;black heels.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's an esprit top i didn't get to buy, by the way. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that, that is classic. i like. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;useless post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-6623508418080858612?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6623508418080858612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=6623508418080858612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/6623508418080858612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/6623508418080858612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/start-of-blog-entry-at-8.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R8GIFpWqayI/AAAAAAAAABk/KlAeE4pxNXo/s72-c/little+ms+late.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-8902203853658998425</id><published>2008-02-20T22:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T23:56:42.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i skipped camp. whoopeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care if it was fun or not. fun's not mindy. hahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i enjoyed these three days off. really did. i was so so so glad there wasn't any band after school &amp;amp; school ended 1 every day. i enjoyed it. i managed to study a little, then i practically went out with sunday people every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday: went out with esther, xunxiang, luwei, kenneth zhang, jocelyn, jing wei, mun chong to jurong east library to study. loooll. it was hillarious. we were sitting around the tables, such that there was a table in between us that was used by someone else. they talked real &lt;strong&gt;LOUD&lt;/strong&gt;, so we wrote messages in bold &amp;amp; held it up for them to see. in turn, they bluetooth-ed pictures staring at us &amp;amp; stuff. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, as usual on every sunday after study, we'll go to a different place for dinner. two weeks ago, we were at botak jones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R7xFFJWqaxI/AAAAAAAAABc/WuqaLrUxE-g/s1600-h/botak+jones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169082427027122962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R7xFFJWqaxI/AAAAAAAAABc/WuqaLrUxE-g/s320/botak+jones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that's me &amp;amp; jing wei. &amp;amp; i have ugly hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ate a good fish &amp;amp; chips. okay, coming back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;yup, this sunday we went to some, xin wang xiang gang something restaurant. some dim sum shop. would post up the pictures some time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it was at anchor point, queenstown. opposite anchor point was ikea, so we went down there for hot dogs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;that's about it for sunday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;on monday: the same few came over for chocolate fondue at my place. nothing much. except everyone got a stomach ache. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;chocolate makes me real sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;on tuesday: went out with esther, luwei, daryl. went to ikon to wait for luwei &amp;amp; daryl to have their hair cut then went to marina square for jumper. it was reaaalll draggy. but kinda cool. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry for the double dosage of boringness at this point. i'm falling asleep. jlhd fasjlfah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) sylvester joined somewhere in between dinner &amp;amp; after movie. went home at 10-11+.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;now, to release you from you torture. good day. welcome back, sec 2s &amp;amp; 3s.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;to &lt;em&gt;huda&lt;/em&gt;: aww that's real sweet of you. :D you're the best!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;to&lt;em&gt; luwei&lt;/em&gt;: lol yea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;to &lt;em&gt;peiwen&lt;/em&gt;: TEKAN! MY FAVOURITE WORD. :D lol. saddistic. i want to scold someone. :D :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;to &lt;em&gt;yiqun&lt;/em&gt;: ahha. it's a 15 minute walk from my place. but bummer, you should have come. now the standard quite high already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sanctuary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-8902203853658998425?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8902203853658998425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=8902203853658998425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/8902203853658998425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/8902203853658998425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-skipped-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/R7xFFJWqaxI/AAAAAAAAABc/WuqaLrUxE-g/s72-c/botak+jones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-208822679380176201</id><published>2008-02-16T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T00:46:26.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. i update this thing once every few years. be sure to check every two years okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my awesome secondary one jrs came in on friday. it was their second practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, i love them to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;itty bitty bits bits bits&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are by far the MOST hardworking bunch of kids you've ever seen. my to-be percussionists are EXTREMELY hardworking. they bring their sticks everywhere &amp;amp; hit on everything flat. they ask ALOT of questions that i'm more than happy to answer (cause i know those very well. heh heh. if they ask me how to do a super fast double stroking, i'll just. uh. laugh it off.). i love them. :) they're even better than my secondary 2 jrs already! they've already learnt coordinating the drumset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only applying to my to-be percussionists, also, to the rest of the sec one jrs, they never can stop practicing. i feel so happy to see them so hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even their drills, they do it quite well, i feel, for first-timers. sir praised the recruit ICs, saying that the drills were pretty well taught. you have no no no no no no no idea how happy i felt. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH OH OH, i never knew i could be so fierce! WOWWWWWWW. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la, maybe not that fierce. but then, it's fierce for a mindy-kon-jia-ai. serious. i'm not of one who would scold. i would only be cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold as cold can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told you i'm boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been reading blogs &amp;amp; more blogs, &amp;amp; i realised that many people are reporting their sad stuff on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor people, have no one to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, i guess it's a way of venting anger. writing it out in words.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever seen how words impact people?&lt;br /&gt;how they emote a simple blog post?&lt;br /&gt;how they make an auto brain search mentally to explore the feelings of this blogger?&lt;br /&gt;how they change a person's life?&lt;br /&gt;how the blogger's life has been changed?&lt;br /&gt;writing really brings out a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess from my writing, you could really tell i'm a boring person. &amp;amp; that i have no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do have a life, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;em&gt;yiqun&lt;/em&gt;: hhaha. of course i know you la. :D ya you should have! kranji's a really good school. :)&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;em&gt;weiyan&lt;/em&gt;: hello! haha. actually i don't know who you are. yet. heh. you like band? :D&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;em&gt;jasmine&lt;/em&gt;: hello! eh, i didn't know you were in band you know. hah.&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;em&gt;xinyi&lt;/em&gt;: you twit. AHA. cookies arh. see how nice you are to me la. :D&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;em&gt;esther chong&lt;/em&gt;: you noob me for what. :(&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;em&gt;kamho&lt;/em&gt;: soon. ahahah. alright, you take care too.&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;em&gt; james&lt;/em&gt;: which james are you arh? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;laugh it off, mindy. laugh it off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-208822679380176201?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/208822679380176201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=208822679380176201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/208822679380176201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/208822679380176201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-7289572986754134042</id><published>2008-01-30T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:20:16.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this blog is non-exsistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it is. stop lying to yourself. you're just imaging it's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha. alright alright, it's just plain dead. &lt;em&gt;heh heh heh heh heh.&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, it's already 2008 &amp;amp; i'm already sec three! wowww. time really teleports. school has been relatively good these few weeks (actually for this past month). but yea. 2007 sucked alot so i decided that 2008 would be a good year. i guess what mdm lee said made sense, about the "begin with the end in mind" thing? well, i have the end in mind. my end is that i'll have 11 points for O levels. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big, big dream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or at least i think so. i have high expectations for myself this year &amp;amp; the next. in just about everything. my spiritual r/s with God, my studies, homework, band, even keeping my relationships &amp;amp; being closer to my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what, i think i've really changed. i've become this &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; boring, mellow, mild-mannered girl. it irks me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOWS, i've written a list about my want-to-dos this month. :D here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eat ikea meatballs! ahhh. :D&lt;br /&gt;-shopping! (gotta buy new flats)&lt;br /&gt;-out to clarke quay. i miss that place.&lt;br /&gt;-baking (cookies) &amp;amp; try a new receipie!&lt;br /&gt;-eat the "Big O" cheesecake with chocolate mousse (valentine's day is coming, hint hint.)&lt;br /&gt;-study geography&lt;br /&gt;-study physics (&lt;em&gt;eck&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;-study chemistry&lt;br /&gt;-eat ben &amp;amp; jerry's!&lt;br /&gt;-eat haagen daz&lt;br /&gt;-eat good chinese food. :D&lt;br /&gt;-watch a good movie with nachos &amp;amp; coke in a nice movie theatre. :D&lt;br /&gt;-attend a good concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. notice how i put studying in my want-to-dos. i always say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i want to study&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i want to study&lt;/span&gt; i want to study&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i want to study&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to study&lt;/span&gt;, but then in the end i end up doing things like...this. &lt;em&gt;gosh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, i plan to strike off a few of these want-to-dos by this sunday. shopping with huda tomorrow &amp;amp; going to clarke quay on sunday! or at least hopefully am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, off to do something more constructive. (&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;like sleeping. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-7289572986754134042?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7289572986754134042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=7289572986754134042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/7289572986754134042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/7289572986754134042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-blog-is-non-exsistant.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-5436851648016682053</id><published>2007-10-24T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T15:08:52.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever gotten that v v v irritating situations when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you want to pick up a cup that you think is full of water but when you pick it it, it's light like anything? or when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you thought there was a step infront of you then as y're "going down a step", your big foot bangs so hard on the floor? or when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y're trying to on a hairdryer which you thought was plugged in but when you switch it on, it doesn't blow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, i hate it when it happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-5436851648016682053?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5436851648016682053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=5436851648016682053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/5436851648016682053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/5436851648016682053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/have-you-ever-gotten-that-v-v-v.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-2354351478913091008</id><published>2007-10-09T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T19:24:46.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall resist from commenting about exams.&lt;br /&gt;i shall resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, they sucked a lot. but what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, the exam period feels as though my holiday's already started. i've been having good food (almost) every single day, i've been watching cable &amp;amp; snacking on lays &amp;amp; ruffles chips, having my mind sucked into the TV w my sister &amp;amp; other than that, i'm sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i study at least an hour of the subject a day. i figured that it wouldn't do much if i chiong-ed everything last minute anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, that means i'm flunking most of my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoopee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more double science. darn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-2354351478913091008?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2354351478913091008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=2354351478913091008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/2354351478913091008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/2354351478913091008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-shall-resist-from-commenting-about.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-5844552363910074513</id><published>2007-10-03T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T14:14:22.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know those &lt;em&gt;boring&lt;/em&gt; maths lessons? and you simply have &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; to do but to listen to your mr. whoever teaching about algebra and you're just incapable of listening and you just pick up yr pencil and start...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RwMx6eqVlfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pQDm-02lAn8/s1600-h/Photo-0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116988482355828210" style="CURSOR: hand" height="209" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RwMx6eqVlfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pQDm-02lAn8/s320/Photo-0226.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RwMyJeqVlgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wKRNFeFiUy8/s1600-h/Photo-0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116988740053865986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RwMyJeqVlgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wKRNFeFiUy8/s320/Photo-0233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RwMyJeqVlgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wKRNFeFiUy8/s1600-h/Photo-0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RwMyeOqVlhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tQT6wuf-yYM/s1600-h/Photo-0235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116989096536151570" style="CURSOR: hand" height="201" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RwMyeOqVlhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tQT6wuf-yYM/s320/Photo-0235.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RwMyJeqVlgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wKRNFeFiUy8/s1600-h/Photo-0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"we really miss mindy" was written when i was absent on this thursday? yeah. xD and what? i reallly hate ants. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you know what i'm talking bout, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-5844552363910074513?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5844552363910074513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=5844552363910074513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/5844552363910074513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/5844552363910074513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-know-those-boring-maths-lessons-and.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RwMx6eqVlfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pQDm-02lAn8/s72-c/Photo-0226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-7467551072084727701</id><published>2007-09-23T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T16:59:10.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello there. haha. i 'm finally back. had [ahem] alot of fun with my new blogskin. it'll be ever changing. watch out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days, i've been around, talking to people and stuff. and i realised that all i really look for in a person is R-E-S-P-E-C-T, as how aretha franklin would have put it. i realised that i don't get much respect in school at all. nope. nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's probably the only thing that gets me pissed. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, i've been coughing my lungs out these past few days. not good. not good at all. EOYs are comming soon and i can't get anything into my head cause it's so blocked up with phlem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! and i've been baking too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RvYpuuqVldI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RPpV11K4GBs/s1600-h/Photo-0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113320309702104530" style="CURSOR: hand" height="148" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RvYpuuqVldI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RPpV11K4GBs/s320/Photo-0199.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RvYqBeqVleI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3UtnjaICUlc/s1600-h/Photo-0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113320631824651746" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="166" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RvYqBeqVleI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3UtnjaICUlc/s320/Photo-0203.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, fine, maybe this wasn't my most recent bake. but they all look the same anyway. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love baking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-7467551072084727701?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7467551072084727701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=7467551072084727701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/7467551072084727701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/7467551072084727701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/RvYpuuqVldI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RPpV11K4GBs/s72-c/Photo-0199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-1246076344944446810</id><published>2007-06-21T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T18:06:00.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you, esther and ruth for helping me get through today. you guys rock. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everything is beautiful in His time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-1246076344944446810?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1246076344944446810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=1246076344944446810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/1246076344944446810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/1246076344944446810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2007/06/thank-you-esther-and-ruth-for-helping.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-4390195656503693215</id><published>2007-06-15T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T21:27:31.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha. it's been extreeeeeeeemly long since i 've been here. yes, i remembered the user and password. haha. oh wellll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june hols had been busy. loved it anyway. except for the homework part. almost everday was guit prac, duet prac, band prac, prac prac, or shopping. hahah. only started my homework uhh. yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh. my homework is definetely screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;ironic greetings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-4390195656503693215?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4390195656503693215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=4390195656503693215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/4390195656503693215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/4390195656503693215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2007/06/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-4690620960320386490</id><published>2007-03-05T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T16:12:38.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to bukit merah library yesterday! studied at 116A over a bag of chips and a bottle of root beer. hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over there, qiyin and me saw the same few kids we kinda helped the other time we went to bukit merah library. you see, it happened like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were crapping, trying to harmonise under 116A, when we saw these kiddos trying to take the long stick that was used to support a thin-trunk tree. we pitied the tree lahh. so qiyin shouted, "eh don't take that stick lahh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we carried on, lecturing them about the outcomes of taking down the support and blahh. and then we found out that their scoccer ball was stuck in another tree. then we started suggesting stuff like, filling a waterbottle with water and throwing at the ball. but HEHHHH. it fell to the other side of the fence. we all ducked. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then qiyin spotted a few long poles, then we suggested that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BOYS SUPER ACT COOL LAHHH. all act strong then carry the pole themselves, cause we were on a raised platform, so when they cannot tahan already, they just dropped it on the grass. then i tried. i asked qiyin for support, then it came down. whoo hoo. da jie jie to the rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon. they didn't even thank us. and later that day when we passed by them, they didn't even acknowledge us. grr. rude lil ingrates. hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well that's done and over with. so far for this week, study hours: 4! awesommeee. going to study like mad later on. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt; study &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;study &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;study...&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%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the ends of the earth, for You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-4690620960320386490?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-1675552171111779355</id><published>2007-02-26T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:27:30.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehhhhhh. millions of light years since i've been here. no worries, nothing much happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life these days are so morbbiidddd. nothing happenning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wondered how it'll be like if you missed something for one second? let's say, if you've left your house one second later, you'll get hit by a turtle which was watching the view with a bird. if you left your house a few minutes earlier you might find a suitcase of 5 million dollars on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band these days have been pretty much awesome. practices were slack, sec ones came in. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few "bite-sized bandies" came into percussion. some of them are yu hui and friend and amelia! yayy amelia. she'll take my bass and i'll take the drumset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no wait. i want the bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;burn burn burn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-1675552171111779355?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1675552171111779355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=1675552171111779355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anways. i'm selling my behringer e.guit. only one year old, without amp though. still in working condition. i'll throw in a set of strings for you. and i'll help you re-string and tune. going cheap at 80 bucks. price negotiatable. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;that small orange thing. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-6159616507298117957?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6159616507298117957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=6159616507298117957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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went for mission trip, came back, blah blah blah. mission trip was awesome by the way. super duper awesome. God was with us ALL the way! :D yeap yeap yeap. and i saw a few people really change in this mission trip. i was pretty sad to leave on the last day though. as the van left the last village in roi-et that we village-evangelised, i saw the bitterness and sulks of the villagers who don't have Jesus in their lives. it's like so different from the rest who received Christ. oh well. CONTINUE TO PRAY! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th dec, SAF concert. wow. i tell you. WOW. all the songs were really just...breathtaking. each song ended with me panting pretty heavily. i was holding my breath unknowingly. serious serious. xD it was, wow. they just expresssed their songs so...clearly. i could just paint a picture with their music. just, WOW LAR YOH. xD a few songs they played, "The Sword and the Crown", featuring King Henry V's time. was it not? the whole piece potrayed fanfare of victory, serenity of King Henry IV's court, while he thinks of the battle and the war itself. it was super AWESOMEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second piece was "First Suite in E-Flat for Military Band". i kinda forgot what that was. :p it was still nice all the same. i think it sounded something like a symphonic theme to a very action-packed movie. like the pirates of the carribean. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third was "Dance of the Flying God". WOAH. i tell you. this song was super scary. xD they dimmed the lights - no wait they completely switched it off. xD - then the percussion stayed on stage to play some weird chanting noises. then suddenly all around the esplanade concert hall, there were weird woodwind tunes. it was pretty scary. then after a while, the lights slowly brightened, the players go on stage. ff. more chanting. wowwwww. xD then yeah, alot of scary and mysterious music. i scared demonic seh! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last song was...wowwww. xD it's titled, "Pictures at an Exhibition". featuring the song, "Promenade". in total, there were a WHOOPING SIXTEEEEEEEN movements. doohh. if i emphasized every single song, i would be dead. no wait, you would be dead. xD ANYWAYS, there were songs like, "The Gnome", "The Old Castle", "Tuileries", "Bydlo", "Ballet of the Unhatched Chicks", "Samuel Goldenberg and Schmuyle", "Limoges, the Market Square", "Catacombs", "With the Dead in a Dead Language", "The Hut on Hen's Legs", "The Great Gate of Kev" and of course, "PROMENADE". which was my favourite. xD i think it's in some nokia ringtone. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright enough about band. xD MY LAOGONG BROKE HALF MY FINGERNAIL  OFFFFFFF. :( i was doing a snap on my laogong then my fingertip slid to my fingernail then half of my fingernail broke off. :( hahaha. oh well. the saddest thing is to know that i CANNOT PLUCK ON A.GUIT ANYMORE. AHHHHH. aha. but what's done is done. just have to wait till God allows it to grow. xD oh yes have to cut off the sharp edges. later grow in my skin i scream i tell you! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y.I. camp on monday! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and. happy holidays people. i know you're happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and yes yes yes. i'm happy. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-116628405642976726?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116628405642976726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=116628405642976726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116628405642976726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116628405642976726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/aha.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-116356797741275025</id><published>2006-11-15T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T13:19:37.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's about time i replied to tags. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jiahao:&lt;/strong&gt; hello kor! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charmaine bay:&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. COOKIES. i think i'm gonna barf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laogong:&lt;/strong&gt; BAD GUITAR! go back to your room! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;serena:&lt;/strong&gt; tsk tsk tsk. i don't like stingray. eck. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peiwen:&lt;/strong&gt; hahahah. your tagboard not flooded arh? sad eh. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kablooieee! xD&lt;/strong&gt;: hello jordan! tsk tsk tsk. yeap you too yah. be more disciplined in band alright. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esther!:&lt;/strong&gt; i blogged bout you guys already alright. :p hahaha. and WELCOME! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;serena:&lt;/strong&gt; heh heh. thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;june:&lt;/strong&gt; tsk tsk. i don't know your password lei. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eekie:&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. me too! tsk tsk. 2D-ians, we're gonna take over your class. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;duckie:&lt;/strong&gt; hahah. thanks! xD chocolate rain? eck. reminds me of charlie and the choco factory. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ruth:&lt;/strong&gt; yay. i'm going to church. xD what's ptl? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;evelyn:&lt;/strong&gt; hello evelyn! hahaha. alright alright. gimme your link? i link you up also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yili:&lt;/strong&gt; hello senior! hahah. will do in a while. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huat:&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. thanks! :D hmm. why everyone talking bout pirates of the carribean arh? :p tsk tsk. don't worry. next time we'll record a proper version of us jamming. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yijun:&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. we'll still go heaven what. if got war, it's planned by God ba. xD but it's a nice song can. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESTHER:&lt;/strong&gt; hahha. where got no taste! &gt;:o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. finally done. yeap. my b'day in a few days. it's gonna be...uhm. i don't know how to say it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hafta wake up early in the morning to go for band. then after that, i'll eat my lunch, collect a few presents at lot 1, then rush to church. after church, i'm going out to eat dinner with qiyin! dang. we still have yet to go to vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. to let you have not much of a problem finding a gift for me (:p), i shall put a list up to stuff you could give. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-simplest, flowerss! :D prefably daisies or roses or stuff like that. :p&lt;br /&gt;-a few music scores. say, yu jian, shan hu hai, no mieru oka ni instrumented, or nice stuff you think is nice. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;-normal box of chocos i guess. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk. these are all i'm expecting i guess. please. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; give drumsticks or photoframes. unless the drumsticks are 5A zildjian. :p cause i lost mine. :( tsk tsk. anyhows, i think a nice b'day greeting will do. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;figure out every note, put it together and vuala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-116356797741275025?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116356797741275025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=116356797741275025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116356797741275025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116356797741275025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-about-time-i-replied-to-tags.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-116335560509759099</id><published>2006-11-13T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T02:20:05.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't updated in a while. xD lotsa events yah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9th november, thursday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esther, serena and charmaine bay came over to JAM! :D yeap. charmaine bay tried the drums. but oh well. we need a nice drumset which apparently i do not have. :&lt;br /&gt;yeap. me on the bass once again, esther on the keyboard and serena on e.guit. we tried "majesty" again. and we tried "open up the gates". it went pretty awesome. i have a recording of it. but only can hear the keyboard. next time, we'll put it in between the amp and the bass amp, then i'll upload it here. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;11th november, saturday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE THE LORD! He really provided a way for me! sir badrul allowed me to perform with west winds on sunday! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Heavenly Father,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you so so so so so so much for providing that way. thank you thank you thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after band, i went to lot 1 with pei wen, evelyn and ying hui. we ate long john's again. she-ee-sh. it was a good meal anyhows. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when evelyn, pei wen and ying hui went back, they met violet. oh yes. WELCOME BACK BEIJING EEEEEEEMERSION PEOPLE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya da ya da. so i rushed (or maybe took my time. :p) to church. was just in time for ice-breaker! heh! then went up for service, came down, cell group, then praise and worship! esther and me suggested that we bring the b. guit and the e.guit down one day for praise and worship. why not! it's cool okay! xD but serena say very kua zhang. :( anyways. moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church, esther, ruth, coreen/corin/corien/coriiin and me went home together. we took 67 all the way till coreen/corin/corien/coriiin's house and planned to stay at the bus stop to sing cause they wanted to hear me harmonise with myself. (ehm, heh. xD) but it was really awkward. so we went to this void deck and sang sang sang! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i harmonized the anastasia's song, "at the beginning". awesome song yah. of course, i didn't make another mindy appear right infront of us and harmonize lar. i had this amazing gadget called the handphone. so i harmonized. THEY SAY NOT BAD LEI! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright. so we sat down on the floor and continued singing. HAHA. then you know what! we sang ABC, baa baa black sheep and twinkle twinkle little star at the same time. IT WAS SUPERR DUPER CONFUSING CAN! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruth was prone to singing: baah baah black sheep have you any wool, yes sir yes sir three &lt;strong&gt;blacks&lt;/strong&gt; full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esther was prone to singing: A B C D E F G, &lt;strong&gt;how i wonder what you are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me? twinkle twinkle little star,&lt;strong&gt; H I J K L M N O P.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA. i tell you, i have to play this kinda game for ice breaker one day. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we discussed of a few songs. like, ruth's choir's V laute dominom. she sang real good can. it was awesome awesome! i tried finding that song in VJC's web. couldn't find. argh. moving on. we also sang the sound of music soundtrack. the one with the do mi so thingy. xD and the "the hills are alive with the sound of music". :D it was so fun. we laughed alot, joked alot, sang alot. la la la. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went home. yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall end right here. happy holidays people. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;curtain call!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-116335560509759099?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116335560509759099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=116335560509759099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116335560509759099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116335560509759099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/11/havent-updated-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-116279048336154612</id><published>2006-11-06T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T13:21:23.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two days ago, saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had open house on that day. yeap. band had performance. played shrek dance party and smooth. it went awesome! awesome as in, AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. although we hadta wait for a long time before and after the performance, still did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after band, i went home, ate lunch, changed then went to church. was kinda late. was just in time for cell group. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. then went home, feeling horrible cause i couldn't choose if i should go for band or church. cause from next week onwards, we had to practice with the west wind people from after lunch break to 6pm. for THREE consecutive weeks. so i was, yah. troubled. if i went for band, i would miss church for three weeks. if i went for church, i cannot perform with west winds, which is a major exposure for SYF. that means i may not be able to take part in SYF as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, i chose to go for church. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prayed a great deal. then i prayed for peace. a few moments later, i felt peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how great is our God, sing with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis told me that, if i honour God, He'll provide a way for me. yeap. so i pondered bout it for a night or so, then decided i'm going for CHURCH! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mission trip's commin up. i'm going to &lt;strong&gt;ROI ET&lt;/strong&gt;! yay. with almost the whole bunch of nissi. fund raising sounds fun enough. i'm making COOOOKIES! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. that's bout it. has been raining these few days. pretty irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;praise the Lord! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-116279048336154612?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116279048336154612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=116279048336154612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116279048336154612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116279048336154612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/11/two-days-ago-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-116248806739239674</id><published>2006-11-03T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T01:21:07.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. i really don't get sec 4s/5s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really. i'm not targeting at anyone. but anyways. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know of a few [ahem] o-level taking sec 4s who go out everyday. and i mean everyday. and no, not to the provision shop to get a can of coke or to the hawker centre to buy meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i meant go out. play, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk. moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serena and esther came over to jam today. it was awesome awesome awesomeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;welcome, the King of Glory in!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. serena played the e.guit, esther on the keyboard and me with LAOGONNNGGG. tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome. it turned out awesome. although there's no drummer. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the whole of nissi 2 salt 2, the only drummers are me and mark. but of course, mark wouldn't want to play cause all of us are girls. and if i played the drums, no one (actually better person. :p okay i'm showing too much ego) would be able to play the b.guit. so we were thinking that charmaine bay could play the drums. but she'll most probably take a long time. so. we're sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this band needs lotsa work. :D pray that God would help us. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;sssshhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-116248806739239674?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116248806739239674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=116248806739239674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116248806739239674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116248806739239674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/11/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-116229991148940115</id><published>2006-10-31T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:05:11.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm happy happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my laogongggg! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh i'm talking about my new bass guitar. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my God is mighty to save!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-116229991148940115?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116229991148940115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=116229991148940115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116229991148940115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116229991148940115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-happy-happy-d-i-love-my-laogongggg.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-116192479995892782</id><published>2006-10-27T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T12:53:19.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! i'm moving house i'm moving house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i won't have the privillage to go to school early and go back home early from a tired day of school and i would have to risk running in the rain if i didn't have umbrella and i would have alot of difficulties going to choa chu kang interchange and meeting qiyin and i won't be able to have much friends over to jam, be it rock or symphonic cause it's pretty far and i don't think they'll want to move their instruments all the way to my house, BUT! it's still awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a home theatre and all. i'm so gonna go home and watch a DVD everday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; there will be a room dedicated to my very own music! sound-proofed and all. there would be an additional bass guitar to be added to my collection of music instruments! hahaha. and a new mat for my drumset and new stands for my e.guit and a.guit and a new bass amp and and and what else? hm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope to get a nice shelf for my music scores and tabs and books and all. yay. i'm happy happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then then, guess what? i'm in charge of the beanbags/sofas, paint colour, and best of all, LIGHTINGS! yay yay. i've always wanted to do the lightings. my current houses' lightings aren't really that nice. i've already gotten ready my plan for the lightings. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope to have one small area in my room for quiet time and all. i don't like having to move from place to place to do my quiet time. mm. perhaps a nice lamp would do nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i'm moving to somewhere in between de la salle and yewtee mrt. the block's 561. i'm geared up for stalkers already. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;You're the only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-116192479995892782?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116192479995892782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=116192479995892782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116192479995892782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116192479995892782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay-im-moving-house-im-moving-house.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-116184404358966436</id><published>2006-10-26T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T14:27:23.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time since i came here. anyways anyways, i came back from encounter retreat, say, two days ago? yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome awesome! i definetely encountered God. felt lotsa peace and joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;love You more than everrrr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. i'm so gonna bring my bandies to church this sat. xD xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. for bandies out there, take note that band resumes this sat, 28th oct. it starts at 8.30, but i think fall in at 8.15. ends at 12.30. and and and, message from your uniform IC, violet, wear your band jersey on saturday. that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from my parent-teacher meeting. it went pretty alright. not that long. but i've improved! praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and! i'm getting a basss guitar ya'll! tsk tsk tsk tsk. i think i told that to at least 20 people already. what to do? i'm happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. shall plan my holidays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-go to VIVO CITTYYY&lt;br /&gt;-teach a few people drums/e.guit/a.guit/piano&lt;br /&gt;-buy my bass guitar+bass amp&lt;br /&gt;-get new specs + contact lens&lt;br /&gt;-brush up on guitar&lt;br /&gt;-brush up on flute&lt;br /&gt;-buy more roses and daisies! xD&lt;br /&gt;-go for alot alot alot alot of band concerts. have major craving. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. those are the stuff i wanna do during the holidays. hear that mom? no time for calligraphy! xD xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm. guess i'll end here. happy holidays people. see you 1D-ians next year alright. 2D, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;can't stop singing Your praises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-116184404358966436?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116184404358966436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=116184404358966436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116184404358966436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116184404358966436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/10/long-time-since-i-came-here.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-116084605814500973</id><published>2006-10-15T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T01:14:18.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you said that my guitaring was irritating. you said my piano was noisy. no, you didn't seem like you were joking. you weren't even smiling when you said that. i could sense that pang of coldness in your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have any idea how much that hurt me? gosh you just had to say it straight in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying hard, okay? i'm not as good as you. alright? i can't play as well. happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't &lt;em&gt;judge&lt;/em&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;this world has nothing for me. i will follow You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-116084605814500973?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116084605814500973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=116084605814500973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116084605814500973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116084605814500973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-said-that-my-guitaring-was.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-116036908072888357</id><published>2006-10-09T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T12:44:40.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"How, then, can they call on the one they have not belived in? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard?&lt;/span&gt; And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And how can they preach unless they are sent?&lt;/span&gt;..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Romans 10:14-15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Here I Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Something in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Is burning like a fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to live for You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Need Your touch right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fill me with Your power&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Power to live for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;My God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I will not be moved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will stand for You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will go where you send me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus take me now I am Yours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I am Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Lay my life on the altar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything i give to You my Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Here i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Here i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here i am, send me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the truth and the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-116036908072888357?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-116013727142859883</id><published>2006-10-06T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T20:21:11.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reflections on lantern festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i would like to say thank you to indonesia who gave us this wonderful haze to block the moon on lantern festival. thank you. my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's such a nice day for lantern festival can. stupid haze. s'pore seems like a complete replica of m'sia. pollution, nice days like this become so...sad. it seems like some weird third world country with poverty and malice..gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, thank you, ignorant, selfish, uncultivated farmers from indonesia. i really needed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school today. so i stayed up until 1a.m. shh. don't tell tiger. :p watched commander in cheif until 12. it was super awesome! they talk, no wait they mumble, real fast, real chim, real pro. awwh. it's an awesome series. i'm gonna buy the whole series and watch it over and over again. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. so today i went to bukit merah with qiyin to study. we were planning to go to the library, but it was too crowded with people our age from every and any school possible. okay maybe not. but yeah. around that line. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we scouted around and around and found a few round tables. BUT, it was either that there was these foreign workers lying there, or some old uncle occupying, in the sun, blah blah blah. 116A was a choice but it was in the sun! dang. was very depressed can. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, so we went one whole round around bukit merah and in the end settled down at this place beside the playground beside the library. we were blasting the mp3 la. act dao mah. :p alright so the table was super vandalised by some love-sick twit/piinky pwiincesx ` . shall upload the pictures of what she vandalised the table. actually i also vandalised la. i wrote in one of the white checkered squares: all this iish DUMBIIEXX. -by twit aka xiia0 priincex&lt;br /&gt;i had no choice but to write "prince" cause there was no space at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied maths while qiyin did her physics whatever. yeap. so along came a small lil gang of immature, insolent, rude, act cool bo cool act cute bo cute de malay girls with a horrible fashion sense. one girl had this small floral bag and one with this transparent total fake nike tote bag and and and. gosh. one of them wore a jacket on such a hot day. kudos to their fashion sense. i'm glad they can make a fool of emselves. some people just hafta learn safety by accident. p school kids. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeap. we packed up and left for KFC . got some stuff and went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going down to limbang park with qiyin later on. to play with candles! in school U! gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy hazy foggy urgy moonless lantern festival people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;no i can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-116013727142859883?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116013727142859883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=116013727142859883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116013727142859883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/116013727142859883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/10/reflections-on-lantern-festival-first.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115977093435631322</id><published>2006-10-02T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T14:39:29.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My reflections on childrens' day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i think childrens' day is dumb. (because i no longer get to celebrate it. :( ) anyways, yeap. it's dumb. i don't understand why MOE give us ACES day, which represents all CHILDREN exercice simontaniously. why don't they give us back our childrens' day? oh yes, ya da ya da, our teachers try to give us these dumb stuff that make noise to make up for our childrens' day. no way that's gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p school kids get their youth day and childrens' day, why not us? those kids ain't bigger themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. went to bukit merah yesterday to study again. with qiyin. tsk tsk tsk. oh yes yes yes. i bought my dress! finally! i've been waiting and waiting and waiting and..YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, now it's with my maid, she's trying to hem it. i contemplate to wear it to the next band concert and to my b'day celebration with qiyin on the 17th. lol. yeap. only her. her b'day falls one day before mine. so yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're going to lotsa places. esplanade, labrador park etc etc. maybe going shopping for the whole day. :p but it's gonna be fun. i hope. gotta save up! tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss band prac. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so am i really nothing to you people? am i really non-exsistant? whatever i do, you look small of it. in the past, when i really needed help, you guys will always be there for me. but where are you now? the question i will ask even if it's my last question in my whole life, would be if i mattered to you at all. but i'm afraid to know the answer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am what i am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115977093435631322?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115883465008565538</id><published>2006-09-21T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T18:59:32.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[start of class blog entry]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 11.38am&lt;br /&gt;Lesson: chinese going on geog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. there was once before band prac, i was outside the band room, waiting for majors to come. i said very loudly, "i want to complain majors!" then suddenly k hong, prabha and alan stepped out from nowhere. i was like, woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, i'm gonna complain bout my seniors and majors right &lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to majors: you think band members very fun to play with? you hentaki cepat hentak us then you go into your classroom and do God knows what. i don't care if you in classroom doing homework, playing guitar whatever. &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; hentaki cepat hentak us, we are &lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; responsibility. you hentaki cepat hetak us and go in your classroom, how would you know how we are doing? very fun arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to percussion seniors: you tell us not to be lazy. where are you when we are slaving for you guys? one playing piano, one hanging out around school, one go home, one doing homework. who's the lazy one? you got post then not percussion is it? don't need to help take out instrument arh? why the sec 2 mallet players don't wanna come then you like wanna scold them. your sec 3s don't cam, what do you do? nothing. even i, a supposedly bassist and drummer have to play the glcok. and at the same time, i have to play the triangle, carves, suspended. why? because we don't have enough performers. yes, i blame the sec 2s. plus the sec 3s. who do you blame? sec 2s. why not the sec 3s? cause they are your friends. so much for fairness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER:&lt;br /&gt;this post is not to cause any discord whatsoever. i am merely stating my thoughts or what it appears to us, bandies. if you have any disagreement, kindly state your comments at my tagboard or have a calm one-to-one chat in msn. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[end of blog entry, 12.28pm.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;and i'm dancing alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115876088181851728</id><published>2006-09-20T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:01:21.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time since i've been here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today's entry's gonna be short. cause i really don't know what i want to talk bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact, it's gonna end right here -&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha. just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever put 101% in doing and loving something so much, but every single tear you shed was in the end not worth it? but you have problems letting it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same with my music. i loved my music so much. but so much pressure is on me, forcing me to let go. i can't. and i can't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;let's waste time chasing cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115876088181851728?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115876088181851728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115876088181851728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115876088181851728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115876088181851728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/09/long-time-since-ive-been-here.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115781043875501823</id><published>2006-09-09T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:04:10.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right right right. today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to bukit merah to study today. finished a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. can you belive it? i think i'm addicted to studying. since i've started studying at mos burger a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nope, i didn't do my homework. i was revising geog! yay! it was so fun! lol. i have a few pictures as evidence. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/studying!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/200/studying%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me studying! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/studying!(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/200/studying%21%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't mind the phone beside my paper. qiyin's nec phone was too lousy. my phone went outta batt. lousy reception. so had to press retry again and again. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/ching.-0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/200/ching.-0453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. my sister coloured my volcano pink with pink larva. i love this one. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. all this was at mos burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said, i went to bukit merah library with qiyin to do my homework. i completed one maths exercise, a bit more of my chinese compre and a lil bit more of my english compre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was at my maths, a few ah bengs stepped in from the corner of where we were sitting. thank God i had qiyin's earphones on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those guys were super irritating! when they turned in, me and qiyin were getting ready to stare at them when they just strutted in with that walk most uncivilised guys would walk, and continued to talk loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy A: eh quiet la. people studying seh!&lt;br /&gt;guy B: eh you see people studying so hard for exam. you no exam meh?&lt;br /&gt;guy A: aiya. exam don't need study one la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they started to ask for our numbers. oh yes, we didn't look at them when they did. xD i was on my earphones okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy C: eh girl arh, he wants your hanphone number&lt;br /&gt;guy D: eh girl! he then want!&lt;br /&gt;guy A: eh i very polite already okay. can i have your hanphone number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irritating. =&lt;br /&gt;anyways, that passed and that passed so...yeap. after a while, we decided to go to this very nice area called 116A. it was right outside bukit merah library and super duper awesome. :D we took some pictures of that place. all taken by me, cause qiyin can't upload hers'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;116A!! i like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our view of bukit merah library from where we were. i deliberately blurred the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/200/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the contrast? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/200/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. there was a very nice one with me walking alone in this empty pathway, real nice. but i didn't send it over to my phone! ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap, after which we went home carrying some bubble tea. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;might as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115781043875501823?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115781043875501823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115781043875501823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115781043875501823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115781043875501823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/09/right-right-right.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115722501470664325</id><published>2006-09-03T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T03:23:34.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay yay. it's 2.41a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had my bath. i came back from sir badrul's BDA concert at 1.40a.m. golly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pei wen! are you okay or not? i really bu fang xin leh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways anways, i went back to de la salle on the 31st. i met jia hui and jia hao, my ex-neighbours. awh man. jia hui still looks as cute and shy as last time. xD jia hao changed alot. almost couldn't recognise him. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with miss sam and gave her mly flowers. awwwh. i miss her alot. i was finding guan lao shi when i heard that the P4s are having their mother tounge lesson. i finally found her you know! lol. i saw li ting, geraldine, jun jie and zhi ying in her class. i pulled lin xuan along inside. xD it was so fun! the kids looked like P1s. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we queued up for lollipops like the kids did. ahh those wonderful days back in guan lao shi's class. awwh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i bought wanton mee from the canteen and went to lin xuan's house. awh man! i miss the wanton mee from the canteen oh so much! it was so nice can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after going to lin xuan's house, we went back to de la salle. most of the people went home already. we walked here and there and climbed up and down...then we met terry, hui yi and ting yuan outside the H.O.D room. we talked talked talked, then we ran up and down again, lol. at first, we wanted to go to the music room, which is re-named the ballet room, to play the piano. dang, indian dance inside practicing. okay okay lor, we run up to the hall to play the GRAND PIANO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang! that grand piano was awesome! it was the first time i ever touched a grand piano. the sound was awesome. the keys weren't too hard and weren't too soft. i was almost highing when a teacher brought her P.E. class into the hall and it spoilt everything. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked around, then we couldn't take it anymore. we went to ask the teacher if we could use. and that P.E. teacher was scary can. but she let us play la. xD not bad arh she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we play until very high. xD then got the ACES day thingy going on in the hall. then all of us run away. xD we stayed outside the hall, practicing drills and playing volleyball. man i miss that place sooooo much! after 5.45, we finally bear to go home. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got home at 6+, feeling very contented and happy and yay! lol. i wanna go back to de la salle again! man i already miss that place. :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, on to today. i went for sir's band directors association concert. it was awesome awesome awesome! okay la, i went to church first. praise and worship was awesome. i felt very spiritually high. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the service, while i was walking down, i saw this 1H guy downstairs. he was like looking at me and smiling. guess he recognises me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap yeap. my dad drove me to lot 1. i met michael at the interchange. he told me ying hui and evelyn was upstairs. i was like, oh okay. i went to buy my top-up card for my phone. i met violet at 7-11. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya da ya da ya da, ying hui and evelyn and janice tried to pull me to the neoprint booth but i got away with it, cause we were running late. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked alot to janice, then it seemed as though it took only 15 minutes from choa chu kang to city hall. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got to city hall, we were like wondering how to get to the esplanade. we saw a few fuhua military band members there then asked them if they were going to the concert and if we could follow them. xD they were nice enough to lead us there. but they were RUNNING there like headless chickens! okay la, not offending you guys or anything. but yeah. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. we were there discussing if we should change into a military band, to be as fit as fuhua. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we FINALLY got there, and we were still freaking early. we talked to sir badrul and met some henderson bandies. they were quite nice la. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went outside where there was this really nice place with a water area and all those arty stuff. it was awesome. the breeze was nice, the moon was up, wow. i wish i could go there again. *hint hint.* xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we entered the concert hall. walao! the mallet player was inhuman can! he was playing SUPER FREAKING FAST! i was like, WOAH! the sax player also! oh man. power power. but my favourite is still NTU. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la, nothing much during the concert. only a few jokers here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the concert, we were like looking for this two people arh. don't know where they went. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went out to that same placea again, hung around there, then we set off for dinner. we walked and walked, marched and did drills on the way, and we arrived at lao ba sha. not bad arh, the food there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya da ya da ya da, my post is long enough. so i shall stop here. xD below are some of the pictures i took with the other bandies. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/ching.-0446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/200/ching.-0446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pei wen and me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/ching.-0447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/200/ching.-0447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ying hui, me and evelyn! yay. all bass. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/me%20%20%20evelyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/200/me%20%20%20evelyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and evelyn! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/yinghui%20%20%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/200/yinghui%20%20%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ying hui and me! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/me%20at%20esplanade%20(pole).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/200/me%20at%20esplanade%20%28pole%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finding my already-artistic self. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/me%20at%20esplanade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/200/me%20at%20esplanade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zi lian zi lian! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really don't know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115722501470664325?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115722501470664325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115722501470664325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115722501470664325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115722501470664325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/09/yay-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115675087206433208</id><published>2006-08-28T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T15:41:12.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. i love walt disney movies! lol. as i'm blogging here, i'm watching lady and the tramp. i just finished a small part of cinderella and beauty and the beast. xD aww. lady's yelping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever tried to remember the time when you were little, and you begged your parents to buy you that cinderella CD? oh, those young and juvenile days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all you young folks, enjoy your immaturity while it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss that movie, "Cinderella". i can bet it's one of the greatest movies in one's whole life. no cinderella, NO CHILDHOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever noticed the different dynamics in the background music? yes, you don't give much notice. but it makes a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever noticed what important lessons you can learn from disney classics like cinderella, snow white? such lessons like friendship, gentleness, stero-typing, watching out for malice, hypocracy and all those friendship once more? important lessons i could ever learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways anyways, saturday was a whooping day. had investiture in the morning. congrats to prabha, MY SENIIOORR! as drum major, alan as assistant drum major. atiqah as band major, k hong, MY SEENNIIOOORRR! as assistant band major. tsk tsk tsk. finally. we broke the tradition of flutists being drum major! it's gonna be percussion from now on, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after investiture, i brought my bandies to church. yay! michael and pei wen loved it. june isn't really keen on church though. aww. we introduced ourselves to some regent band members there. we got to know this french hornist, jia ying. she's nice la. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church, we went over to ACS barker for the NTU concert. when we got there, we had to stay outside cause they were getting some stuff ready for the concert. we purchased our tickets and waited for sin pei, rachelle and melody to come. we waited, listened to some band songs, saw a few flutists, trumpeters, trombonists, euphonists, ya da ya da. we even saw a few kiddos talking bout drum majors and percussionists. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the NTU concert was themed "reel in", featuring all the sountracks from different moives. the highlights for me are definetely "backdraft", "PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN" and "BEAUTY AND THE BEAST". i loved pirates of the carribean and beauty and the beast. the sound, dynamics, fast fingering, all of those were seemingly perfect. the way they played the songs made me want to watch the movies even though i haven't even seen the trailer. i think they even played better than the original. dynamics were AWESOME!! it was awesome awesome awesome awesome. i officially declare NTU symphonic band my favourite band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! then when we were going back, alan took the wrong bus. it goes to tampines! AHAH. then me, michael, pei wen, june and violet were there, laughing and lauging and joking about where alan could be. AHAHHAHAHA. violet's parents were nice enough to let us on their car. okay lor. i sway sway get to sit on the floor. i was dying there man! but all the same, thank you, violet's parents! i love you! tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dang. no part 5 of lady and the tramp. currently watching sleeping beauty. :D-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got to lot 1, kheng hian, joel and some other girl jumped infront of me. they asked me why i was there. i told them we were there to have dinner. apparently, they had a choir concert as well. we were joking about our new uniform IC, violet, that we didn't tuck in, wore ankle socks, wore coloured shoes, skirt too short and so on and so forth. HAHA. SO FUNNY CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i'm gonna miss these days. bandies, i love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;cause the classics' the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115675087206433208?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115675087206433208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115675087206433208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115675087206433208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115675087206433208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/08/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115651480558140445</id><published>2006-08-25T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T22:06:45.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you can stop trying to take everything i love away from me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just can't do it, okay?  i'm sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115651480558140445?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115651480558140445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115651480558140445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115651480558140445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115651480558140445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-can-stop-trying-to-take-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115624969370407761</id><published>2006-08-22T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T20:28:13.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[Class blog entry, 21/08/06]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 9.38a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson: HOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. Ngee Ann music in the city is only &lt;em&gt;two&lt;/em&gt; days away! Argh! And out of nowhere, i've got so many new parts! I really can't do it. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh. Anyways, on Saturday night, pretty much lotsa stuff happened. I finally fufilled one of my short-term goals of playing -off for recess-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-back from recess- as i was saying, my short term goals of playing the piano at night in the dark. Lol. But i was playing the keyboard in my room under the air-con. xD But it still works for me. The feeling and amience was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then then! I heard Serene wasn't back home from It's Showtime at 12++a.m.! Her parents called June and June told Pei Wen then Pei Wen told me. My heart my beating so friggin fast. My voice and hands were trembling, my hands shook and all. I was about to jump down the building to go to Kranji to look for her when Pei Wen called me and told me she just got home. I was like, PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh. Gotta concentrate on maths now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Ngee Ann Civic Centre, Temasek Winds (7-7.40) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KRANJI SYMPHONIC BAND (8-8.40!!)&lt;/span&gt; CHOIR! See see! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[End of blog entry, time check, 10.35a.m.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;You know what? I'm really very happy that i could be of help. I'm really glad that you're happy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115624969370407761?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115624969370407761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115624969370407761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115624969370407761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115624969370407761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/08/class-blog-entry-210806-time-check-9.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115589973691073642</id><published>2006-08-18T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T19:15:36.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In a *&amp;(%*&amp;amp;(%(*îng bad mood today. So touch me and you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i really disliked today's band prac, although i've been looking forward since the second i fell out on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parts sucked alot. I really couldn't play can. I really felt very stressed just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Confidence, confidence confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really horrible. I almost wanted to shout out loud just now in the band room. Serious. I almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya da ya da. So what if i can play 6/7 instruments? Do i play any of it good enough? The answer is obviously no. Just take a look at me. Do you think i qualify?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, i really can't take this anymore. I'm a sucker for perfection. If i don't get perfection, especially in music, i can get all *(^*&amp;($*^()*ed up. And that's how i'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all i want to do is to see a frickin candle burn off. Is that really too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;At times like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115589973691073642?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115589973691073642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115589973691073642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115589973691073642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115589973691073642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-ng-bad-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115555518221600923</id><published>2006-08-14T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T19:43:34.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to sentosa with Pei wen and Jun Hua yesterday. And you wouldn't believe the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To support &lt;strong&gt;choir&lt;/strong&gt; seh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I didn't know i would go with them. xD Okay la. Maybe we went just to support cat and emily. :p But choir did quite a good job. Not bad not bad! Only a lil zao sia la. xD And we heard it don't know how many times already. We sang along seh. Fun arh. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was super unfair can! On our performance date, it had to rain. No water background for us. I could just imange us playing Choralia with the musical fountian. I would DIE to perform there! Serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Pei Wen, June and I are all looking forward to performing with choir one day. HEAR THAT, SMALL BOY? xD xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously. I don't want the grudge between choir and band to continue. It's saddening. Serious. As in, both of us are in kranji sec, both of us are in Performing Arts, and both of us are there to make music. I'd rather make music together than to make an out of tune note by arguing that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to you guys once again. And yes, i clapped. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES OH YES! TO ALL CHOIR MEMBERS! There will be a band performance at Ngee Ann City the Civic plaza there on the 23rd. It's a wednesday and there's school the next day. So finish your homework before you come! xD xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;But every morning when i wake up, i realise that i become me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115555518221600923?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115555518221600923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115555518221600923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115555518221600923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115555518221600923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-to-sentosa-with-pei-wen-and-jun.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115502924826660016</id><published>2006-08-08T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T17:27:28.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[Outside blog entry. Tsk.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 1.23p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Place: Lot 1 Food Culture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the day. Band performed infront of the whole school. Me on side drums, with many people i knew all eyes on me. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flopped for drum solo can! Almost put down my sticks when i wasn't supposed to. Scary you know! But performing was great! It really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Sir said overall, the band did a good job. &lt;em&gt;Especially the percussionists. &lt;/em&gt;I was like there, smiling away and all. xD xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we fell in, fell out, and proceeded to the hall for the concert. The only performance we got to see was choir. All the UGs and band sat behind in the hall. The choir had a few soloists. People laughed at them seh! So bad! But okay la. They were out of tune. NERVOUS MAH! Okay, ya da ya da, then when they sang the second song, the UGs suddenly stood up and danced with the song. The [ahem] colourful back part of the hall began highing, dancing, jumping and all. It was awesome. Okay la. I danced and jumped also. :p Lol. PhotoGs had a shooting spree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then i saw something i never seen before. And it almost made me cry. It was the unity, friendship, playfullness of the all CCAs. Everyone was putting their arms around their friends, dancing, singing, celebrating and all. Simply heart-warming. No, seriously. I almost cried. Touching. Very touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I think the choir must be very happy that people are responding to them. Kudos to you guys all the same. Don't worry, i clapped. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the sec 1 bandies came over to my house. But sadly, only the clarinetists managed to borrow their instruments. Sheesh. But we still managed to play Prince of Egypt. I used keyboard as trumpet. It came out very very very well. Then we highed alot and they tried my instruments out. And i got to perform again! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, everyone went home and here i am, at Food Culture with my P6 friends. Catch up with ya later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[End of blog entry, Time check: 1.51p.m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115502924826660016?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115502924826660016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115502924826660016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115502924826660016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115502924826660016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/08/outside-blog-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115484374071668127</id><published>2006-08-06T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T13:55:40.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Bout time i should reply to my tags. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jordan:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh hey hello. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WANTING!:&lt;/strong&gt; I SAW YOU TAGGED! WOW! THANKS SO MUCH! ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liting:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello jie! xD xD I'm fine. :D Will link you up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yiting:&lt;/strong&gt; Yiting! Thanks so much for your encouragement. I'm fine now. :D Haha. And a very big welcome to band! You'll like it here. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WeiQin:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello! Aha. Will do. You too yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laura:&lt;/strong&gt; Lol! Chinese test was over long ago. xD Anyways, it was fine i guess? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liying:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks so much! God bless ya too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WANTING!:&lt;/strong&gt; You want more lollipops arh. No more liao! Orange strepsils can? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luqman:&lt;/strong&gt; AHAHA. yeah i saw it. xD xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amos:&lt;/strong&gt; Aha. Ehm...welcome here? Tsk. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZhiYing:&lt;/strong&gt; Lol. Thankgs for tagging! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WANTING!:&lt;/strong&gt; It was held at Palm gardens. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Samuel:&lt;/strong&gt; Ehmm...sorry arh. I don't know you. xD Which school band are you from?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115484374071668127?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115484374071668127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115484374071668127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115484374071668127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115484374071668127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/08/bout-time-i-should-reply-to-my-tags.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115476976107500662</id><published>2006-08-05T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T17:22:41.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Ms Sha's farewell party. Enjoyed it pretty much. Cause i got to play the guitar under the moon, in the breeze. Too bad too many people were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know how much i like performing. Oh yay. Playing the guitar for the class was nice. I can't wait until NDP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. We really will miss you, Ms Sha. Alot of people almost cried you know. Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the band's performance of the twinning program was taken off. Sad you know! Everyone was sad, basically. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't really a good day. Especially for the percussionists. We were freaking tired, some very stressed, some sad, some bored, some pissed. Wo-ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, they filmed the whole thing down in case of bad weather. I hope it doesn't rain. Cause people won't get real music by video. And band pretty much flopped today. Gahh. We really need practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After band, Pei Wen, Jun Hua, Si Yun, Ying hui, Evelyn, Micheal and me went to lot 1 to have our lunch. I saw Swiss Winds, which is swiss cottage's band, there. And i saw a YuHua band clarinetist. Lol. Oh yes, we saw the PA crew there. Then they were going to sakae sushi. When they walked past us, they were like smiling at us. Then i was like, okay. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love my bandies. Cause i was feeling pretty much depressed just now. They were like trying their best to make me smile. Oh man. I really love you guys alot. But sorry arh, wrong timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yay. I've got new parts in percussion. Drumset for Sway at Ngee Ann! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;So do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115476976107500662?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115476976107500662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115476976107500662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115476976107500662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115476976107500662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/08/yesterday-was-ms-shas-farewell-party.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115451791730603560</id><published>2006-08-02T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T19:25:17.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[School blog entry]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 9.10a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Class: Chinese. Mr. Choy not in yet. Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been a long time since i blogged. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, alot of band performances commin' up. And guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing mostly main instruments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking happy can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this comming friday, the band will be performing for the sining of some dumb thing. Lady Marmalade and Smooth, people. I'm on the bass. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP, next tuesday, ILL BE PLAYING THE FIELD DRUMS YA'LL! I've been waithing for it for a long time okay! I was pretty sad when i told myself that i had to wait for another year. Honour Band, Honour Glory, March together, National Anthem, Drum solo...Oh man! I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music in the city, Ngee Ann City on the 23rd. So far, i'll be playing bass for Lady marmalade and Smooth. Oh yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the Beijing students arrived yesterady, the welcoming ceremony was pathetic. Only one dance from mordern dance. They should have gotten the band to play. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from my teacher that those teachers in China are sick. As in, sick in the mind. They don't care bout your explaination. They just take a stick and beat you up. Some even tie you to the flagpost and beat you up. Is that sick or what? They even hit until blood is vomited out. Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;Violet&lt;br /&gt;Alan&lt;br /&gt;Li Ying&lt;br /&gt;Tian Jun&lt;br /&gt;Whoever else is going to Beijing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace. I mean, take care. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh. Recess already. Shall be off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[End of blog entry, 9.46a.m.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115451791730603560?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115451791730603560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115451791730603560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115451791730603560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115451791730603560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/08/school-blog-entry-time-check-9.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115373466858619285</id><published>2006-07-24T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T17:51:08.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blood test results are out. Negative. Oh yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the breathing problem's still there. Oh. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. It's not fun feeling sick everyday, every single second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every second it's hard to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;    "           "      you feel sore all over.&lt;br /&gt;    "           "      you try not to faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps more that i'm feeling right now. But all in all, this sucks. Big time. And i still have to go to school. Whee. Life rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ican'tbreatheeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115373466858619285?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115373466858619285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115373466858619285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115373466858619285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115373466858619285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/07/blood-test-results-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115328501766062122</id><published>2006-07-19T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T12:56:57.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yay. MC for today and tomorrow. My problem? Posibility, i repeat &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;posibility&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of thyrotoxicosis. Go check google for that. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breathing problems and my hands were shaking when my arms are stretched out. And my heart was beating abnormally fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc said it will lead to don't know what then don't know what, then finally heart faliure. Oh yay. Now that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, i'm cool now. Still breathin. =p Just had a blood test. Results will be out in a day or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. And i missed band today. I WANT TO GO FOR BAND! I WANT I WANT I WANT! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP's up soon. And i wanna play the field drums! I seriously don't mind marching with this giagantic drum infront of me in my oh so hot band U. I really don't mind you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my personal view, i don't think our band will actually stand out for the parade. Hope the bandies can take this seriously though. As quoted from Mr. Lim, a band that can march together can play together. I guess that'll work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope we won't malu ourselves again. =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Blessings, oh sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115328501766062122?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115328501766062122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115328501766062122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115328501766062122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115328501766062122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115296899730732700</id><published>2006-07-15T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T21:10:35.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh man. I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love. Deep love. I can't get my mind off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I really can't stop thinking about band. It's always on my mind. I anticipate every single practice. Yesterday's practice really rocked big time. Sir wasn't in band prac, so our sec 3 seniors had to conduct. Prabha was the first one to conduct. Lol. Leonard was guiding him along all the time. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waniz and Aishah wasn't in band, so there was only me, lyn, collen, michelle, leonard, k hong and prabha to play all the drums. I managed to play the bass and field drum. xD IT WAS SO FUN CAN! Especially the March Together. Atiqah was conducting. She went exceptionally fast. Lol! It was like techno more than march. xD Anyhows, IT ROCKED! Lyn still asked me to get the scores in case i forgot. C'MON LA! She was the one who forgot! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3s just went for the interview that day. Lucks to all! Lol. Everyone has their future drum/band majors in heart. So have i. Can't wait untill the investure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL THE NEXT BAND PRAC! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ilovebandilovebandilovebandilovebandilovebandilovebandilovebandilovebandilovebandilovebandilovebandilovebandilovebandiloveband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115296899730732700?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115296899730732700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115296899730732700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115296899730732700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115296899730732700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/07/ahh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115276908584193906</id><published>2006-07-13T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T13:38:05.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Call me crazy but i'm learning La Campanella. Perhaps not the whole song. Just the parts witht the oh so cute stagatos. Tsk. Watch and learn. =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V8D6y10iNik" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115276908584193906?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115276908584193906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115276908584193906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115276908584193906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115276908584193906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/07/call-me-crazy-but-im-learning-la.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115270750573229140</id><published>2006-07-12T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:31:45.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh phew. Survived school today. Well almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. I just remembered i passed spot check at the hall yesterday for the first time in my life! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh. But then i had to see you just now, and my whole day is ruined. Fine la. Attitude lor. I don't know you and you don't know me. I hope you're happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got a few new piano scores today. I'm a happy girl. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band prac's on in two days' time! Can't wait. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hatred, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115270750573229140?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115270750573229140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115270750573229140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115270750573229140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115270750573229140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-phew.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115262007148596800</id><published>2006-07-11T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:19:09.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Band today rocked. Just got the allocation of instruments in percussion after the sec 3s leave next year. But, of course, by that time, they'll be sec 4. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonard will be playing all the drums next year. Be it snare drum, bass drum, drum set, whatever whatever, he'll be playing. BUT, if he doesn't appear for band, I'LL BE PLAYING YA'LL! xD Other than that, my main instrument would be the bass guitar. OH YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Leonard leaves, i'll most probably be the one taking over the drumset. Double yay. I think by that time i become section leader already can. =p Wait, that's triple yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Senior (indirectly) said that i'm on par with the sec 2s. I'm a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, in my own opinion, i think percussion doesn't have enough people. MICHAEL TAN! YOU STILL DARE KOPE MY PERCUSSIONIST TO YOUR TUBA! YOU WATCH OUT! tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, michelle's in accesories, possibly into tuba, all thanks to michael, jasmine in mallets and me in drums and bass. ENOUGH MEH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, i'm a happy girl. xD Hope i survive until then though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;A girl like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115262007148596800?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115262007148596800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115262007148596800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115262007148596800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115262007148596800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/07/band-today-rocked.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115253115983268869</id><published>2006-07-10T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T19:34:59.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[School blog entry]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. Okay so i'm in school now. Time check, 10.45a.m. Maths lesson with Mr. Teh. Bo-oring. Haha. Not in com lab no nothin. Just a pathetic piece of scrap paper. Oh yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i was wit hmy bandies yesterday at jurong point and causeway cause band fiesta was cancelled due to the rain. Saddish. Rhymes with raddish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we were talking, laughing, joking and all. But when most of 'em went home, there was only me, peiwen and Jasmine left. Then it became all quiet. ooh. And i started to wonder: who and what makes a group so...enthu? Tsk. I actually bothered to think about it all night when the answer is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. Not. I firgured out that it was each ond of us that spices up our lived. It's funny how people give up on these wonderful people. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, people get into fight -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mr. Teh approaches me. And passes me the stupid cube. Phew.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was saying, people get into fights as well. Like duhh. One point i would like to emphasize. If you fight with someone and the person keeps quiet after your statement, it doesn't mean you win the arguement. It may be just because they don't wanna talk no more cause it's useless. I swear the next time i argue with my parents, I'm gonna just sit there and cry. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[End of blog entry. Time check, 11.15. Woah.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Yeap. My first every school blog entry. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school musical fever's up. And maybe down for a few. I personally think that it's just..okay. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl's voice is too high. The guy's voice is too...screeeechy. And they don't go. I think the songs are okay. I only like one part of one song. VERY much. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We’re soarin, flyin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theres not a star in heaven &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That we cant reach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Okay not this part. FORWARRDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know the world can see us &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a way thats different than who we are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true this can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITALLYY WOONNN! OH YAY! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Perfume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115253115983268869?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115253115983268869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115253115983268869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115253115983268869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115253115983268869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/07/school-blog-entry-tsk.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115226481358201102</id><published>2006-07-07T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T17:33:33.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe you just don't know. Maybe you just don't understand. So please, do not critize me if you don't know me. Maybe. Just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's not like you don't know. I don't want to start another argument or such shits like whatever. C'mon. Please. Understand can. I really don't want to talk to you. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to talk to you. It's tiring. I don't wanna talk to you cause i don't wanna fight again. I really don't want to. Seriously. Gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec one bandies, please check &lt;a href="http://www.ksbblog.blogspot.com"&gt;www.ksbblog.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. See ya people. Gonna drown myself in music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115226481358201102?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115226481358201102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115226481358201102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115226481358201102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115226481358201102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/07/maybe-you-just-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115219645936231370</id><published>2006-07-06T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:34:19.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gahh. Ponned school today. Without MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i just heard about the folk dance outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK SHIRT WITH BLUE SKIRT?! EWW. EW EW EW EW EW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, whoever's reading this, TELL JOYCE AND CO. PINK AND BLUE AIN'T WORKING OUT. I can just imagine myself wearing this silky hot pink shirt with ruffles all around and this puffy dark blue skirt. In other words, i don't trust joyce with the outfit. Go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, the guys are wearing orange. That's so...happy. =&lt;br /&gt;Orange and pink won't go together. People, THINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahh. Not much today. Band fiesta's up this sunday. Can't wait. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy will win. &gt;=o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And stay out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115219645936231370?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115219645936231370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115219645936231370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115219645936231370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115219645936231370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/07/gahh.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115201650389884191</id><published>2006-07-04T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T20:35:03.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QhRdGJfL2yw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115201650389884191?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115201650389884191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115201650389884191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115201650389884191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115201650389884191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-like-3.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115185252640692488</id><published>2006-07-02T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T23:02:06.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>But why? Why must it be...so? Can i shut my eyes? For once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115185252640692488?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115185252640692488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115185252640692488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115185252640692488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115185252640692488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/07/but-why-why-must-it-be.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115173019479802745</id><published>2006-07-01T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T13:03:14.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Misunderstandings? Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colors of Asia happened yesterday. Not as fun at band concert. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. Band did a so-so job yesterday. But i managed to play the kompang correctly! My hand didn't hurt at all. =D Shakers, a lil mistakes here and there, but yeah. It was fine. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through yesterday, i've noticed that band is always given the lowest priority among all the performing arts CCAs. It's kinda unfair. Whatever we do, we're always the last one to do it. Hai. It's always choir, dance, ELDDS, band. Yeah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;*Sorry Tian Jun, but i'm still not clapping for choir. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were waiting for our bus back, we were told that we are only given TWO pathetic buses. When we went in three buses. During the rehearsal, we were told we were only give ONE BUS! I was like, HUH?! AND THEY EVEN TRIED TO COMPARE US WITH CHOIR! People, i tell you. NEVER EVER TRY TO COMPARE BAND WITH CHOIR! &gt;=o They happy lor. I bet they're thinking that band's very demanding now. Fine, fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye. Yesterday wasn't a totally good day for me. Choir you watch out. Curse band la. Curse la curse la. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But sometimes your maturity pisses me off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115173019479802745?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115173019479802745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115173019479802745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115173019479802745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115173019479802745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/06/misunderstandings-anyways.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115158824551446293</id><published>2006-06-29T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:37:25.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for colours of asia rehearsals today. Super tired can. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my personal view, i think band did a very very very bad job today. And oh wow! My fingers didn't hurt while i was playing the kompang. Or kampong. Or kom...ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. Lazy to post already. whenever i'm not in my blog, i can think of all those interesting topics to post 'bout. When i come here, my mind goes blank. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I couldn't stop you, can i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115158824551446293?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115158824551446293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115158824551446293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115158824551446293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115158824551446293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-for-colours-of-asia-rehearsals.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115142394381879893</id><published>2006-06-27T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:59:05.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just wondering how much a person can change so much. Saddening. Very saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday was the dreaded day. 26.06.06. Opening of school. Not much homework done whatsoever. Aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we had lotsa teachers changed yesterday. English, Maths, History, Art...Oh man. All those nice teachers whom i used to think were evil. Miss F was nice. Seriously. I really liked the way she teaches and all. The new teacher, Ms Natasha, yeah. She's quite nice. And i hope i get used to the way she teaches. Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths, we changed to Mr. Teh. Heck, never would i imagine myself saying this but, I MISS MR. TEO! I miss the way he conducts his classes, deals with students, I miss his lessons and all. MR. TEH IS SO FREAKING BORING CAN. You know what he went through today? Area and perimeter of square, rectangle and triange. And he didn't even go through the area of triangle cause he thought it was a lil too difficult. BULLSHIT. Aye. I WANT MR. TEO BACK! =&lt;br /&gt;For History, we changed into geog la. It was fine, i guess. No wait, correction. IT IS SUPER BORING. Can't lie to myself much longer. Just the starting of geog and i'm beginning to hate it. Man. I wish i didn't have any contact with upper sec people. They make geog sound like a nightmare that everyone's supposed to go through. T.T Anyways, Ms Tan's taking us for geog. Pretty strict. But yeah. Guess i've gotta live with it. Guarentee plus chop that i'll get chased outta the classroom at least 5 times. Serious. =&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MS SHA I WANT MS SHA I WANT MS SHAAAAAAAAAAA! The new teacher whats-her-name is super boring can. Even when the class is noisy and she's talking, she won't say anything but carry on talking. She'll only talk about whatever shit respect when we talk too loud. Ya da ya da ya da. I'll really miss Ms Sha. She's one of the nicest teachers i've met. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for school I guess. Now on to some music. &gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got the scores for "Into the Joy of Spring" piano part. FREAKING HARD SEH! I write the notes i wanna die liao. I try out the scores, i die even more. =( But HECKS, it'll all be worth it after i master the whole song. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that our band has been much much much much much more united after the June holiday practices. It used to be sec 1 bandies see another sec 1 bandie, never say hi, just smile and all. But NOW, when we see each other, we say hello, wave, smile, even talk and joke abit. THAT IS AWESOME! And after June holiday practices, band has been pretty much together. People who never used to come are comming for band, and those who wanted to quit, DON'T WANT TO QUIT NO MORE! Oh yay! =D I love band! Now, our sections play with each other. Brass and Percussion team up to bully woodwind, and vice-versa. SO CUTE CAN! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow! BAND PRACCC! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't stop singing Your praises.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115142394381879893?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115142394381879893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115142394381879893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115142394381879893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115142394381879893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-just-wondering-how-much-person-can.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115116129229894581</id><published>2006-06-24T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T23:01:32.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for the Radical Conference this past two days. IT ROCKED MAN! Too all you people who didn't go, AWH MAN! Your loss! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. Youth Alive was at COSBT and COSMP. The bassist rocked big time man. The lights, music, holy presence of the Lord, the sermons, pastors, workshop and all that praise rocked. All in all, GOD ROCKS! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Chris Long and Pastor Dave preached for these two days. They were awesome people. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today night was the nicest one. At the last part, Pastor Dave asked us to high a lil bit la. So we did. xD And yes, we were very high. Trains running around and all. xD I saw a few people whom i didn't think i would see there. 2 sec 2 kranjians, one ex-lassalian who is in sec 2 now, another ex-lassalian who is in sec 1 now, and...yeah. It was great seeing them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. This conference would definetely change my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't Live a Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God, You are my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I live for You, live for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I, I wanna sing Your praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I live for You, live for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't wait to sing this song of praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll give my all to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God, You are my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are my all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And everything I'll give to You alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't live without You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't live a day without You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're my King, my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're the one i praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My life is Yours now and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't live without You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't live a day without You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No God like mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115116129229894581?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115116129229894581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115116129229894581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115116129229894581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115116129229894581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-for-radical-conference-this-past.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115089781993857302</id><published>2006-06-21T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T19:19:53.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to causeway to do my homework today. At MOS burger. xD But of course, i didn't finish much. Aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i went to check out prices for my darling flute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. 407.40 BUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an awesome deal la! I was like, OMG OMG OMG OMG. It looked so tempting. Oh man. I'd do anything for it. I could just hear it calling out to me. I know it is. If you hear hard enough. It is. Oh man! Everywhere i go, i be hearing the flute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, my mom said she'll only get me the flute at the end of the year when all my results come out. Oh man. I almost cried when i heard that. I couldn't be with my flute. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sad can! Oh man. I haven't been this obsessed with an instrument like this before. I really really really want the flute! Oh man. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess i'll have to wait then. Oh shucks. Time associated again. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, i don't know why but I keep on having this feeling i can't explain. No, it's not love. Neither is it an infactuation. It doesn't even happen in a presence of a person. It happens almost everytime. It's like...Nostalgia. Longing for a sense of belonging. Tired? Confused...I don't know. It just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some sort of beautiful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115089781993857302?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115089781993857302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115089781993857302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115089781993857302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115089781993857302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-to-causeway-to-do-my-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115080521622990128</id><published>2006-06-20T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T20:06:56.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Has this happened to you before? An awesome deal came by but you just didn't go for it? And now you regret?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt so lost before, as in there's no one there, no place you know?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt that you've just taken a long break from life, and only just came back from it?Have you ever tried to forget everything, but the more you want to, memories keep comming back?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to run away from all this, and just for once, breathe and do what you love?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt so tired of this whole life that you just wanna give up on everything you have, everything you did just to rest, just to catch up on yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt that the world rotates so fast that you can't keep track of stuff?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to do something so badly, but when you have the chance to, something holds you back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's exactly what i'm feeling now. Lord oh God, i pray that you help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna shout out loud. I really wanna cry out. Or perhaps spending my life with music would help. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And that's all there is to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115080521622990128?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115080521622990128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115080521622990128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115080521622990128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115080521622990128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/06/has-this-happened-to-you-before.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115061047059429673</id><published>2006-06-18T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:45:21.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kranji Symphonic Band's concert happened yesterday. COMPLETE SUCCESS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man i felt so proud of my band. I'm so glad i'm in it. I wonder why people wanna leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next event commin up would be the colours of Asia. Hope we don't needa sing. Argh. Anyone has any group photos of Percussion? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched "Drumline" twice already. Rocking movie. THANKS KHEH HONG. YOU ROCK MAN. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read a lil touching passage from my english compre homework. Lemme share it with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When my daughter was six, she had a fish named Spanky. She was never tired of watching him swim around in his tank. He was the first one she greeted each day after school. She would share secrets with him, like her math grade or why she had to stay during recess. One Saturday, she asked me, "Do fish sleep?" Spanky was lying at the bottom of the tank. She cried so hard in my arms i wished she had never loved him at all. But soon, she mopped the tears from her face with her sleeve and said, "At least i had him for a little while." Love is more joyous than the hurt is painful. Let go and love whole-heartedly. It's worth the risk."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful article on love. This may not be refering to another guy or girl. This love, to me, would be towards my music. Should i become deaf one day, i would be devastated. I should really learn how to react like the child in my passage. At least i had music with me once. To all you broken-hearted girls and guys, cheer up. Behave like a child, for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah man. I miss the flute already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tout que j'ai besoin est temps."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115061047059429673?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115061047059429673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115061047059429673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115061047059429673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115061047059429673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/06/kranji-symphonic-bands-concert.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-115028446597876535</id><published>2006-06-14T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T19:27:46.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fine. Leave. For all i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I think i'll play the mallet, timpani, drumset, cymbals, whatever shit by myself. You think that's nice? Or maybe, i can play euphonium, flute, clarinet all by myself. Are you happy then? Leave la. Leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRT camp was okay. But i declare, I HATE STARCH!!! You know those kinda slopes where they put a mat on the slope? No, they didn't put detergent. They put STARCH. EW EW EW EW EWWWW. When the starch mix with the soil right, BECOMES MUD LA! SUPER DISGUSTING. EW EW EW EW E-EEEWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band camp was super tiring la. But it was okay. Managed to prepare my piano scores for "Lydia" and "A Thousand Miles". But Sir was super funny. As usual. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music exchange was cool lor! PASIR RIS BAND ROCKED LA! Their soloists were FREAKING PRO! I bet their trumpeter was even better than Sidik. MAN HE ROCKED CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and i've finally saw the I Not Stupid crew at Kranji sec. They were filming at the multi-purpose court. Tang Jie arh...crazy over Joshua! Just like most people are. Jeez. I only think Joshua rocks when he plays the piano. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah man. Everyone's leaving everthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Lord, I pray that Pei Wen's lungs would recover.I pray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;that you give her strength for her to carry on with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;her days. Lord i pray that Joel's lungs would recover as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;well. I pray that You would take away the phlem from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;his lungs. Lord I pray You give him the will to live on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;All this i hand up to You, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Music don't fail me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-115028446597876535?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115028446597876535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=115028446597876535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115028446597876535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/115028446597876535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/06/fine.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-114977104731651875</id><published>2006-06-08T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T21:15:11.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YAY. I WOKE UP AT 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes 2. 2p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How awesome is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm still in school U. Aha. Just came back from Queenstown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i've been thinking alot about our junior band...i really needa say...BUCK UP PEOPLE! Especially brass! You guys better be serious during sectionals i tell you...you hear the band now. In my honest opinion, the main band doesn't sound that good. If the 2006 junior band is good, we'll train the 2007, 2008 and 2009 junior band untill they are as good as us. That way, the future of Kranji Symphonic Band would be...weellll, good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to causeway yesterday. To watch "She's the man" again. Once again, IT WAS AWESOME! I personally give it 4 1/2 stars upon 5. Highly recommended. GO WATCH, PEOPLE! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i saw freaking lotsa bandies there. Shirley, our band major was there. The alto sax player also. Then I saw Alicia, the other band major, a clarinetist and an alumni. Freaking scary la! Alicia recognise me seh. Not bad arh. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the MRT camp already. AND ESTHER'S GOING! OH YAY. I still wanna go for band though...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED B'DAY, ESTHER! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those mesmorising lights along the streets at night - yet i walk &lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt;...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-114977104731651875?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/114977104731651875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=114977104731651875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/114977104731651875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/114977104731651875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-yay_08.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-114960768963373073</id><published>2006-06-06T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:28:09.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>11.05 and i'm rotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, Balloon Hat Festival was finally on the news. Not Saturday batch though. The Sunday one. A few bandies went over to watch Sunday's Balloon Hat Festival. I heard it was very stiff, and even the band that won best costume was stiff. Oh man. Why  weren't we on Sunday?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, band today was kinda fun. Sir was freaking funny and yeah. &lt;strong&gt;WE HAD SECTIONALS!!!&lt;/strong&gt; The sec ones had a combinded sectional, which is no different from a recruit band, only without an instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Treasure your instructors. You'll die without one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sectionals was fun la. I hope we have sectionals tomorrow again. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll emphasize on something i absolutely hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand why everyone can't shut up and listen to what other people have to say. Why can't everyone just shut up if they have no idea what's going on? They just &lt;em&gt;have &lt;/em&gt;to blabber on and on withouht knowing what they're talking about. Man. Do they know how unfair that is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i want to do is to make my intentions clear and get the hell outta that place. Sometimes, in a middle of an argument, i just wanna say, "Okay, i don't wanna talk no more. Can you just shut up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all i ask for. Just keep quiet and listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-114960768963373073?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/114960768963373073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=114960768963373073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/114960768963373073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/114960768963373073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/06/11.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-114934323513241309</id><published>2006-06-03T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T20:09:09.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sheesh. Okay okay. TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. Today's the balloon hat festival thingy. Tiring, but fun. Aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. We were in the bus. As usual, percussionists had the whole bus to ourselves. And like i mentioned in my previous blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG BO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha. Okay. Nothing much during the trip to Sentosa cause i was listenting to my mp3 la. HAH. Michael tagged along this time and yeah. He learnt about Tang Jie and...hmm. =p Like the other guy percussionists, he started to use it against Tang Jie la. Aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, when we got there, we settled down, got our lunch (or was it breakfast? Maybe dinner...) and then we had to wait a LOONNNGG time before we could start popping - i mean making - our balloon hats. Mine sucked. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time marching with my balloon hat lor! The band was all over the place, here there, there here...not supposed to dance, some still dance. AIYO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Then we finally reached the beach. Everyone was sweating like hecks, and balloons were on the verge of popping. Okay okay. Skip that part and get on to the results. Yu Hua won. They were nice people la. Very enthu, united, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...Man. If i'm a band major right, I would groom my band untill like that! Ahahaha. But seriously la. Yu Hua Band is a nice bunch. When they were leaving, their percussionist said bye to me! Haha! She was like, "Eh eh eh! Percussionist right? BYE! Eh eh eh give me your number! Contact you next time!" Of course, she was gone before i even said "9". Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. The highlight of today. No, not the festival, but what happens after that! Man. Everyone was so high and and and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we were still at the beach, looking at other bands clear out. So we were waiting waiting waiting...FINALLY, sir asked us to gather. Not fall in, gather. Then he asked us to play El...El what? Aye. The song we played during the whole festival la! Aha. Okay, he aksed us to play that, but also told us to enjoy this one. It needn't sound good. So we did. MAN! EVERYONE WAS SO HIGH CAN! It was fun la. Even this small part of the shaker of mine. 8-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. We danced while playing our music, and yeah. It was fun fun fun! Then Kenny asked us to go back in our rows to dance one last time. Yeap. This one was okay la. Not that fun. =p But still, people were staring at us, taking pictures and videos...Yeah. Halfway through dancing, the music stopped. Cause we were the only band high-ing at the moment. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya da ya da ya da. When we finally left the beach, our percussionists were still high and they continued playing some beats. Bandits made some noises. Haha. We high-ed untill kenny asked us to play our song one last time in the carpark, while waiting for our bus. MAN. IT WAS AWESOME CAN! Sadly, after we high-ed enough, he aske us to quiet down, and no noise from our instruments at all. Sheesh. Weird la he. Wonder who said he was nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. On the bus, pamala sat beside me. A few threats to call Dion here and there...but yeah. Nothing special. Only Kheh hong scared the freaking heck outta Tang Jie...AHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. When we fell in, Kenny malu-ed himself by falling us out without asking us to greet our teachers. Then yeah la. "SAMULA". Or something like that. Then we did one last band cheer, and "tuan paris" (or something like that). Yeah. We shouted real loudly and all. And yeah. High. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. Everyone's high untill now. Everyone's anticipating the KSB Concert which will be going on on the 17th June, Saturday, 7pm at ACS Barker. ACS Barker is near Newton MRT. Okay, fine. I'm advertising. [rolls eyes]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, i have 2 tics left! Actually 3 la. Selling at 10 bucks! If you're interested, feel free to ask me yah. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. Guess that's all for today. Happy holidays people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Version one of band cheer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;B-A-N-D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BANDIST BURN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BANDIST GO WILD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BANDIST ROCK!&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;Version two:&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;B-A-N-D, BAND IS ROCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;B-A-N-D, BAND IS COLA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;B-A-N-D, BAND IS HIGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have no idea which one's the right one. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/1600/ching.-0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/944/2815/320/ching.-0346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lower sec gal percussionists. Without me. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But why is it me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-114934323513241309?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/114934323513241309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=114934323513241309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/114934323513241309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/114934323513241309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/06/sheesh.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26851516.post-114925568788311240</id><published>2006-06-02T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T21:42:59.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yay. New blog. No more MSN Space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to tag or link me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26851516-114925568788311240?l=mindyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/feeds/114925568788311240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26851516&amp;postID=114925568788311240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/114925568788311240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26851516/posts/default/114925568788311240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindyy.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>mindy.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16203327328320122676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_96gKhhcdAXg/SXXsYd9AkGI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nbDe6SUxE7k/S220/IMAGE_369-3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
