<?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-9030158</id><updated>2012-02-05T11:56:47.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As We Go On..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-698629825613446945</id><published>2012-02-05T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T11:56:47.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally sucks..</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm trying to study for Device Interface common test that's going to be on this coming Wednesday. The lecturer gave us last semester's paper for us to practice. I only have answers for the question 1 and 4.. Answers for question 2 and 3 is not completed. I'm not even sure if the answers are correct since that day when he was going through question 2 and 3, he realised that he had brought the wrong answer sheet 15min before the lecture ends.. This totally sucks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-698629825613446945?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/698629825613446945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=698629825613446945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/698629825613446945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/698629825613446945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2012/02/totally-sucks.html' title='Totally sucks..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-6435665756188407537</id><published>2012-02-04T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T14:10:25.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freezing cold..</title><content type='html'>Slept at 11pm last night. Felt as though I've not slept at all and throughout the night I was imagining(dream). When my alarm clock rang at 6am this morning, I didn't want to get up. I laid in bed for probably another 15min before I've finally decided to get up. I got out of bed and started packing my things for swimming! JieJie was still sleeping. She would always pack her things the night before so she could wake up later the next day as all she had to do was to change her clothes. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cold when I woke up. But after packing my things, it felt warmer. JieJie and I left our house at around 7.30am. Took the bus to tampines, and it felt cold again. The wind was blowing and the sun was playing hide and seek behind the clouds..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-6435665756188407537?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/6435665756188407537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=6435665756188407537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6435665756188407537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6435665756188407537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2012/02/freezing-cold.html' title='Freezing cold..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-2080461587592997336</id><published>2012-01-29T16:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T16:42:41.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All got a scare..</title><content type='html'>This morning, while my dad was at the market, my mom told me that my dad has hurt his leg. My third sister and I thought that it might be serious. Thus, when he came back from the market, I wanted to have a look at his leg. However, he refused to let me have a look. So, I thought it is really rather serious. I sent an SMS to DaJie and ErJie telling them that mom told me that dad has hurt his leg. After receiving my SMS, they were both worried. DaJie decided to bring us out for lunch and we did! Hehe.. Initially, mom was actually going to my aunt's house. But after hearing that DaJie is bringing us out for lunch, she decided not to go my aunt's house anymore. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we head back to our house without Ah Han as he wants to follow his YeYe's car because he bought him a lion head and Ah Han is so excited about it. Haha! ErJie arrived around 15min later. DaJie left at around 3pm as they have to go to their GuJie's house for dinner. ErJie left around 5min after to go to Tampines to buy little Elise a toy. Haha.. My dad is currently preparing dinner as ErJie will be back for dinner later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is always cooking so much no matter how many times we told him not to. But what can we do? He's a stubborn old man.. I wouldn't be bothered to stuff myself. I'm FAT enough already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, back to my dad's leg. DaJie managed to see his leg and it wasn't serious. Infact, it was already almost done healing. We believe that he should have hurt his leg earlier but we did not noticed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-2080461587592997336?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/2080461587592997336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=2080461587592997336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2080461587592997336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2080461587592997336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-got-scare.html' title='All got a scare..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-6559856594622638465</id><published>2012-01-27T15:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T20:14:53.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to get my reports done..</title><content type='html'>Yes! I've finally completed my programming for my mini project. Now all that's left would be the report.. My partner and I just couldn't find our problem until yesterday. We've decided to ask our lecturer for help. And indeed, we have found our problem and a solution to it. Understanding our program is very important and it's what I could not really do. I'll try my best anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day in the lab, my partner and I were using SoeLin and his partner's(LazyGuy) computer as the motor connected to SoeLin's computer is well and working unlike the motor my partner and I were using. I felt bad and wanted to let them use back their computer, but SoeLin said it's alright and allowed us to continue using their computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 12nn, we've completed our program and done all the screenshots needed for our report. SoeLin was really upset as he wasn't able to complete his program and wanted to leave. SweeLing and I asked him to at least try running his program using his computer to see if his program really work. He did, but the program didn't. He wasn't just upset anymore. He was angry as well. He immediately took his bag and head to the door. SweeLing tried to stop him, but he just told her that he will just fail the mini project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were shocked, LazyGuy was shocked. Anyway, the ending was that SoeLin and LazyGuy's program was done within 45min after SoeLin left. For the first 5min, I thought I wouldn't be able to do it, but I did it after scribbling on a piece of paper! Hahahaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SoeLin has always been helping me but I've always seem to be causing problems for him everytime he helps. I didn't want him to fail. HAHAAA!! I hope he have received the good news that his program is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to help Lennard with his program next Monday. His partner is almost similar to SoeLin's partner. However, there's a difference and it's just that he isn't lazy, maybe just lousy. Hahahaa!! I know, I know.. I should stop criticising people.. But I couldn't help it.. If they would just put in some effort in doing their work that would make me feel that they are not a burden. I really want to laugh out loud that day when Lennard's partner asked him what is wrong with the program that he have just typed. He asked Lennard back to his computer to check the program when Lennard was going around, trying to get help with the program.. Should've shout at him and ask him to check the program himself or try another code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were Lennard, I'll complain to the lecturer and try to get a mini project to do by myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-6559856594622638465?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/6559856594622638465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=6559856594622638465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6559856594622638465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6559856594622638465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2012/01/trying-to-get-my-reports-done.html' title='Trying to get my reports done..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-6203120437764556591</id><published>2012-01-23T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T17:58:18.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REVIVED...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy Lunar New Year people!! It's 2012 already!! LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes.. Yes.. I've finally decided to revive my blog after a YEAR.. Hahahhaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing that I've spent time on changing the blogskin instead of doing my assignment that is due next week and revising for an upcoming test this coming Friday. No worries, I'll make sure it's done by tonight. As for the revision.... I hope I'll do it after my assignment... =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fine! Fine! I'll make sure I do it after my assignment.. Hahahaaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was reading through afew of my past posts and I wasn't really sure that it was me who typed those things... HAHAHAAA!! Anyway, now, while typing this post, I'm pretty sure those were typed by me.. Hahahaaa!!! I've found a few typing errors in some posts, but I'm not going to correct them. Too lazy! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh.. It's going to be 6pm.. I'd better start on my assignment or else I think I wouldn't be able to  live through the revision later.. Haha.. I'll post again when I have the time.. Hmm.. Maybe not.. I'll post again when I feel like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Lunar New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-6203120437764556591?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/6203120437764556591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=6203120437764556591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6203120437764556591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6203120437764556591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2012/01/revived.html' title='REVIVED...'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-7305208477550329838</id><published>2011-01-14T11:47:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T13:39:57.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The little one and the small little one..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yep.. Yesterday, PK GorGor, Dajie, the little one and the small little one came back got dinner~~ Haha.. Last Thursday, they came for dinner as well and Alex GorGor and ErJie was present too.. But apparently they aren't able to turn up yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, I had alot of fun with Ah Han although I didn't get to eat my dinner properly.. TungTung was really stucky and we didn't get to carry her because she would start her "concert".. Haha.. Ah Han sat on my lap and ate from my bowl of rice! Haha.. Of course there was a big mess after dunner.. But I really enjoyed dinner.. Haha.. He was so cute when DaJie asked him to wait for me to cut the prawn to smaller pieces for him.. She said, "HanHan, wait wait, wait for YiYi cut for you.." He replied back, " No no.. GorGor cut cut.." *screams* So adorable.. THe little one is a really sweet kido.. JieJie caught the part where he tried to pacify the small little one when she started her "concert" half way through dinner on video.. *scream somemore*.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;The little one fed me!! WHOOOOO!! JieJie took photo~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562645637702350978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8vD6f-II/AAAAAAAABYk/xIbM_roN1cw/s400/Ah%2Bhan%2Bfed%2Bme.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afraid the rice drop all over..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8u6zWRhI/AAAAAAAABYc/9snpFlqVH5k/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562645635256436242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8u6zWRhI/AAAAAAAABYc/9snpFlqVH5k/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cutting the prawn in the bowl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8a8oMXCI/AAAAAAAABYM/Ph97_SKUCtQ/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562645292149136418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8a8oMXCI/AAAAAAAABYM/Ph97_SKUCtQ/s400/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Didn't manage to cut the prawn properly and it goes into his mouth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had to pull off the remaining of the prawn that's sticking out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8amWq3sI/AAAAAAAABYE/Oa_Hm7PdoKY/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562645286170058434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8amWq3sI/AAAAAAAABYE/Oa_Hm7PdoKY/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Started "concert" so ended up on DaJie's lap..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8aVNoA9I/AAAAAAAABX8/8_AhRTJnK6c/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562645281568719826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8aVNoA9I/AAAAAAAABX8/8_AhRTJnK6c/s400/035.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was the part she started her "Finale".. LOL!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8adx1quI/AAAAAAAABX0/MZWIImqLEUg/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562645283868093154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8adx1quI/AAAAAAAABX0/MZWIImqLEUg/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He actually "asked" JieJie to take this photo of him.. Guess why?..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next photo has the answer!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8aDaNKpI/AAAAAAAABXs/EHZNo0-BOFw/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562645276789648018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8aDaNKpI/AAAAAAAABXs/EHZNo0-BOFw/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, we've found out that Ah Han couldn't make the "victory" sign.. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When the small little one was going to start her "finale" Ah Han didn't want to go wash up although PK GorGor has asked him to do it so many times.. So, I guess the only way was to finish up whatever that's in the bowl.. Haha.. Yep.. Got it done and he went to wash up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ROFL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-7305208477550329838?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/7305208477550329838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=7305208477550329838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7305208477550329838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7305208477550329838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2011/01/little-one-and-small-little-one.html' title='The little one and the small little one..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TTJ8vD6f-II/AAAAAAAABYk/xIbM_roN1cw/s72-c/Ah%2Bhan%2Bfed%2Bme.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-82634024479880866</id><published>2010-11-25T08:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T12:22:46.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not busy..</title><content type='html'>Nope.. I don't think I'm busy.. I think I'm just spending most of my time playing games that's why.. Yes.. Yes.. I know.. I'm cutting down on it already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Next week.. Let's see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, I have presentation for GSM, Cross Cultural Communications. My partner hasn't done yet I think.. I think she's busy.. I'll probably send her a SMS on Saterday to ask if she have completed the presentation slides and ask her to send it to me when she is done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, another maths test.. Yep.. I know.. I know.. Practice the questions the lecture gave as revision for the test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednsday,English Language.. MONOLOGUE!! *Screams*.. Individual work.. We havae to read out to the class.. Sigh.. But think again, I don't think monologue would be scary.. HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, Nothing intersting on Thursday.. Haha.. Semestral project, tutorial.. Manufacturing Technology, lab.. And lastly, Materials Technology, lecture(I dislike the lecturer).. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday!! Materials Technology, lab.. We have to submit a report on what we did last Friday.. I hope we will do it on time.. Sigh.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. &lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday during lab.. The lab instructor told me that he feels that I'm the best in the group. But I don't really agree.. I had alot of help from SoeLin.. The instructor said that SoeLin can't make it.. I think it's rubbish.. Hey, just because he made a little mistake doesn't mean he isn't good.. Maybe it's because he can't concentrate when I kept asking him for help.. SoeLin and ChunTeik are the ones that are nearest to my station..But I'm always reluctant to ask ChunTeik for help.. He always seem so irresponsible and inconsiderate.. Anyway, I shall try my best not to ask SoeLin for help anymore!! He looked really sad that day.. Sigh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bad scare that day too! White smoke started to appear half way through cutting the workpiece!! Lucky me.. I stopped the auto feed immediately..  SoeLin went away from his station and I can't ask him for help.. T.T.. Well, I wasn't sure what was the problem and neither do I know the solution.. But I've decided to adjust the tube that leads the coolen more the the cutting edge of the cutter.. Before I start the auto feed again, I was really nervous.. I'm afraid white smoke would appear again.. Actually, I wanted to wait to SoeLin to come back before I do anything. But I'll never learn if I never try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I turn on the auto feed.. Yay!! No white smoke!! Haha.. I finished cutting my workpiece and took it out of the machine as told by the instructor.. My hand was shaking!! Haha.. But I felt better when I told SoeLin about it and he said he got the white smoke too.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was right!! It was because I didn't direct the coolen to the cutting edge of the cutter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-82634024479880866?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/82634024479880866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=82634024479880866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/82634024479880866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/82634024479880866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/11/not-busy.html' title='Not busy..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-2830761886642392267</id><published>2010-10-23T09:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T09:35:09.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lousy beings..</title><content type='html'>All my friends are lousy beings.. You always look down on my friends.. As long as they are friends of mine, they are lousy to you.. I guess that in your eyes.. I'm just a lazy girl who only wants to play..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You must learn to cook and do housework.. If not when you grow up, how?"&lt;br /&gt;"JieJie also don't have to do housework.."&lt;br /&gt;"JieJie different.. JieJie will hire maid in the future.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate your comments.. Forgive me if I've decided to stop talking to you or hear you talk one day(I actually doubt this would happen)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you.. At least my friends doesn't smoke, steal, fight or rob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay home.. You say I'm lazy.. I go out.. You say I'm lazy.. I helped to wash abit of the dishes before going out.. You still say I'm lazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-2830761886642392267?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/2830761886642392267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=2830761886642392267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2830761886642392267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2830761886642392267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/10/lousy-beings.html' title='Lousy beings..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-2011486195212171207</id><published>2010-10-21T14:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T14:23:12.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much bejeweled..</title><content type='html'>Okay... I'm having lunch break now.. 1hr15min had passed and there's still 45mins more.. Yep.. 2hours of lunch break.. I had played Bejeweled for half an hour and my back, neck and head is starting to ache.. HAHAHAAA.. After lunch break.. I have English Language 2.. LOL!!.. Last semester I had Personal Developement.. I think there's group presentation for English.. Lol.. Today's first module of the day, Semestral Project.. We are suppose to work in groups of 3.. The lecturer said that it would be according to our index number.. I was so afraid that I would group with the lazy guy in my class as his index number was right behind mine.. But thank god that I was group with the 2 person infront of me.. Syira and SoeLin.. Lucky me!! The lecturer explained about what we were suppose to do and I find it similar to the YES competition that I participated back in Secondary 1 when I joined the Enterprise Club.. BUT.. We have to make a prototype of our product..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds cool.. Hope we can do it.. JIAYOU!&lt;br /&gt;Rofls..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-2011486195212171207?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/2011486195212171207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=2011486195212171207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2011486195212171207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2011486195212171207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/10/too-much-bejeweled.html' title='Too much bejeweled..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-447009692667618203</id><published>2010-10-20T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T14:11:31.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester 2..</title><content type='html'>Semester TWO... Okay.. I got back the same tutorial lecturer for Calculus.. BUT.. No she teaches us during lecture as well.. This is sooo not good.. Monday, first lesson, first lecture.. Calculus..&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;-Don't be late&lt;br /&gt;-No copying of notes(insufficient time)&lt;br /&gt;-Taking photos of notes allowed&lt;br /&gt;-No taking photos of notes that can be found in textbook&lt;br /&gt;-Not allowed to leave the lecture hall during the 2min-3min break between 1hr45min lecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T LIKE HER RULES.. ROFL..&lt;br /&gt;There should be sufficient time for us to copy notes.. The previous lecturer always let us copy notes.. I dislike flipping through the textbook.. Sometimes I don't even understand how the textbook gets the answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lab coat! Lab shoes! Lab goggles!.. For this semester, I would get to "play" with big machines.. It's going to be tiring.. Standing for at least 1hr30min straight.. I'm going to wear slippers to school every Tuesday.. Of course I would have to bring my lab shoes.. They are heavy!! There's metal in it.. To protect our toes from... Hammers?.. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard I'll survive!!&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-447009692667618203?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/447009692667618203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=447009692667618203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/447009692667618203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/447009692667618203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/10/semester-2.html' title='Semester 2..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-2429019492952804795</id><published>2010-10-10T08:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T17:50:36.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugis Street..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to Bugis Street with JieJie and JiaJin! Hahaa.. I bought a black dress for $5.. The white stretchable belt that ErJie gave me was just the right thing to make me look nice in that plain dress.. Haha.. Anyway, we walked till we've forgot about the time.. Haha.. JiaJin and I ate corndog before meeting JieJie(went to school for meeting).. JieJie ate TakoYaki!! I don't like the word 'Pachi'.. Hahahaaa.. Just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before taking the bus home from WhiteSands, I went to 7eleven with JieJie while JiaJin went to the bank.. While waiting for JiaJin to come meet us outside 7eleven.. JieJie and I randomly talked about JiaJin's name.. Haha.. So, now JiaJin has a japanese name.. It's Shizuka.. HAHAA.. Mine became Yoshina.. Haha.. While JieJie's name became Yukina..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most funny part was.. JieJie randomly said that AikWei's japanese name is SAKURA!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-2429019492952804795?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/2429019492952804795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=2429019492952804795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2429019492952804795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2429019492952804795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/10/bugis-street.html' title='Bugis Street..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-7759333399928374600</id><published>2010-10-07T06:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T06:23:05.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOoEY PUDdING again!!</title><content type='html'>JieJie, AikWei and I went to JiaJin house yesterday and we tried making pudding again! JieJie was suppose to be studying and end up she was giving her attention to us most of the time.. And of course we felt guilty and kept quiet afew miniutes before leaving JiaJin's house although I know that it wouldn't make much difference.. Sigh.. JieJie took videos and photos of us.. The pudding was still GOOEY!! But we can tell it was better than the previous tries.. JiaJin might be right.. It's the problem with the temperature.. I don't think we might succeed in making pudding.. Nevermind!! Let's bake COOKIES next time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOoEY PUDdING..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-7759333399928374600?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/7759333399928374600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=7759333399928374600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7759333399928374600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7759333399928374600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/10/gooey-pudding-again.html' title='GOoEY PUDdING again!!'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3201632277185300194</id><published>2010-10-01T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T20:18:48.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gooey Pudding!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to JiaJin house with JingMing, AikWei and Suzie.. 2weeks ago JiaJin said that she wants to make pudding! But we didn't get the chance to do it till yesterday.. The night before making the pudding, JiaJin was worried that she does not have cornflour at home as it was one of the ingredient needed.. However, the ingredient that we left out was SUGAR.. Hahahaaa.. AikWei suggested to go get the small packets of sugar from Mc.. And so we did! Of course we bought things before taking the packets of sugar! Rofls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried making the pudding four times, adding different amount of ingredient as each try wasn't successful.. The pudding was GOOEY!! Hahahaaa.. We added extra ingredient like milo powder and instead of gooey pudding.. We have watery pudding!! JiaJin spilt it on her shirt when she took it out of the freezer to check if it was successful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end.. We still got gooey pudding.. HAHAHAHAHAAA.. Althought we did not succeed, we still had fun failing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3201632277185300194?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3201632277185300194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3201632277185300194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3201632277185300194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3201632277185300194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/10/gooey-pudding.html' title='Gooey Pudding!!'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3354068553237808708</id><published>2010-09-25T09:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T09:56:52.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the point of asking?!</title><content type='html'>What is the point of asking when you already did it?! You just grab the piece of paper that I left there and write all the things you want on it and after writing, u come over and ask me if I need the paper. I asked her back what is the point of asking me that when she had already used the paper? She said she could copy the things that she wrote onto another piece of paper. BUT!! What if I still have more things to write on the paper?! You switched the channel to your liking.. Since you've already switched it, what for ask me if I was watching?! There was once you said that daddy is very unreasonable when he refused to let you watch the channel that you want. Then what about you?! You're unreasonable as well! Channel U is currently all advertisements! I really like it when you're not at home! because when you are, most of the time you would pissed me off!! You only think about yourself! It's always about yourself! All you could do is complain about how bad your life is! How your husband have not treat you well. But do you think you're a good wife? I wife that your husband wants you to be? NO! Obviously not! Copy receipes.. You're wasting paper and pen ink! You know why? BECAUSE YOU DON'T COOK GOOD FOOD FOR US! Oh, I almost forgot.. You're wasting storage space as well for those pieces of paper with receipe copied on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MoMoRen has a nice mother which stays home to cook and clean for the family, and yet she doesn't appreciate her. And me?.. Well, there are times when my mother is good, but most of the times she pisses me off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3354068553237808708?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3354068553237808708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3354068553237808708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3354068553237808708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3354068553237808708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/09/whats-point-of-asking.html' title='What&apos;s the point of asking?!'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-2887202091185697384</id><published>2010-09-23T22:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T13:44:12.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MoonCake Festival..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the MoonCake Festival.. I went out to play candles at night! Haha.. Yep, I'm still a small little kid that needs to have fun! I didn't play the sparkles though.. AikWei brought afew and they were all with the noisey whistle when lit up.. It was really funny when AikWei was trying to "run away" from the sparkle after he lit it up while he was seated and put it on the ground.. We couldn't stop laughing at his expression.. YiZhen and JingMing was playing with the wax of the candle near the end.. I was taking photos at the start and JingMing took over near the end.. Suzie told us about what happened to her when she was much younger during MoonCake Festivals.. And one was like, she almost burnt her mouth with the fire because her brother was showing off that he could put the lit up candle near his mouth? Or was nearly inside his mouth?.... JiaJin was always laughing.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lit the candles on cardboards take we took from the 7eleven.. Actually, those cardboards were being thrown away.. But, HEY!! RECYCLE!! We used the cardboards as we do not want to dirty the place with wax and half burnt candles although alot of other children had already made other places dirty.. Suzie said that we look like beggers when we went to take the cardboards.. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's many other funny things that happened yesterday night but it's easier to say the story rather then typing it out.. Anyway, I'll post the photos soon.. I hope?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-2887202091185697384?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/2887202091185697384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=2887202091185697384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2887202091185697384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2887202091185697384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/09/mooncake-festival.html' title='MoonCake Festival..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3831962615371802205</id><published>2010-09-02T07:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T22:50:24.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnt pancakes..</title><content type='html'>Okay.. At least she took initiative to cook the pancakes.. But she expects her child to eat the half-burnt pancakes?! Yep.. She definitely wants her child to eat the first 2 half-burnt pancakes.. It's not that I want to curse or anything.. But I'm afraid that I might not live very long?.. She's supposed to add milk into the mix.. But instead, she added yogurt.. I asked her if it would be too sweet.. She said no.. She asked if yogurt is sweet and she replied herself no.. While I replied yes.. So, she said, "Never mind lah.. Once in awhile only". Fine! Next, she turned on the fire quite big, put some butter and poured abit of the mix into the pan to make 3 small pancakes.. When I walked into the kitchen, she said that the fire seems to be too big! Then why the hell didn't she turn it smaller?! Okay.. Up next, she had problem trying to flip the pancakes with the wooden spectular and so, she took the metal one that dad always uses.. part of the reason to why she wasn't able to flip the pancakes was because no small little holes had appeared yet.. But that wasn't the main point! The main point is.. Dad used the metal spectular to cook dinner yesterday night and did not wash it.. She just took it and use it STRAIGHT AWAY.. Oh great.. That probably explains how I always get food poisoning when I was much younger.. I asked her if she wasn't going to wash that, she just smelled it and continue using it..&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD...&lt;br /&gt;How the hell am I suppose to finish these 3 super sweet pancakes.. 2 of them are half-burnt?..&lt;br /&gt;T_T..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3831962615371802205?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3831962615371802205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3831962615371802205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3831962615371802205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3831962615371802205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/09/burnt-pancakes.html' title='Burnt pancakes..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-5254856993279595684</id><published>2010-08-29T07:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T07:50:26.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't care..</title><content type='html'>She got angry because I switched the channel and she complained that she missed the programme.. Well, all I can say is.. Took you long enough to noticed that I've switched the channel!!.. ROFLS!!! Come on, you're busying walking all over the house doing your own things.. Even if I don't switch the channel, you'll probably still miss the programme! LOLS!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel bad at all switching the programme.. She copied recipes from cooking programmes.. She copied recipes from websites.. But did she cook any of those delicious looking food for us to eat?.. I am proud to say.. NOPE.. Even when she bakes muffins, the first reason was to bring it out and share it with other people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, she shifted my things.. Yeah.. She shifted the file and papers that I've placed on the table in my room to the shelf which I've reserved for my laptop.. Of course I would get angry when she just anyhow placed my stuffs.. What made me MORE ANGRY was she had placed her pencil box on my laptop which I've also placed on the table.. HEY! Why didn't she put her pencil box on her own laptop that is taking so much space on the table instead! WHY THE HELL DID SHE EVEN BUY THAT LAPTOP??!! She doesn't even TOUCH it..&lt;br /&gt;Well, I sort of threw her pencil box on her laptop.. But I threw it lightly.. I should have threw it on her bed showing alot of dislike in what she has done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is piling more papers in the room and the shelf that she originally placed her laptop in is filled with papers.. Not only that.. When the shelf is filled up.. She made another pile of papers on the floor.. To her, that is clearing the mess?! Oh my god.. I'm so afraid that she might ask me to bring all her "properties" with me when I leave this house and I'm suppose to keep it all..&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY!! I WILL NOT DO IT!!&lt;br /&gt;Who would want her worthless "properties" anyway.. If it's not worthless, there won't be so much things piling in the study room already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( -_-'')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-5254856993279595684?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/5254856993279595684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=5254856993279595684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5254856993279595684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5254856993279595684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-dont-care.html' title='I don&apos;t care..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-9014227947770423988</id><published>2010-08-22T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T08:51:19.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't have to..</title><content type='html'>All you do is complain about how bad your family members are.. Always think about how much you have done for us and not how much you have NOT done for us.. Complained about how good she is to other people.. But aren't you the same?.. Since primary 1.. I believed that you cared more about other people's children alot more than your own.. So what rights do you have to complain? Sentosa?.. Just say so if you want to go! However, even if you want to go.. DO YOU HAVE THE TIME?.. You rather spend time with other people.. Then what rights do you have to complain?! Complains! Complains! Complains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shifted from SengKang to PasirRis.. Increased in pay.. Increased in complains.. Hey! You don't have to change job just because the pay is higher.. You DON'T have to pay for our SCHOOL FEES.. You DON'T have to give us POCKET MONEY.. You DON'T have to pay for UTILITY BILLS.. You DON'T have to pay for your OWN PHONE BILL.. You DON'T have to pay for GROCERIES.. You BARELY pay for your OWN LUNCH since your work-place provides you lunch!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-9014227947770423988?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/9014227947770423988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=9014227947770423988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/9014227947770423988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/9014227947770423988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-dont-have-to.html' title='You don&apos;t have to..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-7140715117398400764</id><published>2010-08-13T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T12:33:39.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weebly.com</title><content type='html'>I found a web which enable you to make your own website.. Which includes a blog of course.. I think I might post photos there instead of here since it might be easier using &lt;a href="http://www.weebly.com/"&gt;www.weebly.com&lt;/a&gt;.. I'll still be posting here.. But when there's photos on some events.. It should be at weebly..&lt;br /&gt;TinyChicken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rofls..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-7140715117398400764?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/7140715117398400764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=7140715117398400764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7140715117398400764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7140715117398400764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/08/weeblycom.html' title='Weebly.com'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-5340643035262054484</id><published>2010-08-03T07:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T07:37:32.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought it was worse than sardines in a can..</title><content type='html'>I just reached school! I know.. I'm always very early.. But even though I'm early, the bus was still packed as usual.. My bus concession has expired and I've decided not to renew it since Study Break is just after tomorrow.. I walk to White Sand Primary to take bus 39 to Khatib.. When I boarded the bus, it wasn't crowded and I got a seat!.. Reached Khatib MRT Station at about 7.05am?.. The train was SO CROWDED that there was no room for "almost fell".. Lol.. I almost can't squeeze my way out although I was really close to the door and nobody was trying to squeeze their way into the train..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-5340643035262054484?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/5340643035262054484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=5340643035262054484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5340643035262054484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5340643035262054484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-thought-it-was-worse-than-sardines-in.html' title='I thought it was worse than sardines in a can..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4768173562581419063</id><published>2010-08-02T05:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T06:09:25.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seoul Garden...</title><content type='html'>Seoul Garden photos.. I was suppose to post these long ago.. But i was lazy to do it.. lols.. We were celebrating birthdays?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500566055011931682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXvrwyO1iI/AAAAAAAABUE/y-BULsoIesA/s320/5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500565257765860290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXu9Wz9M8I/AAAAAAAABT8/gL96jk__qP4/s320/6" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXvtw6LRkI/AAAAAAAABUk/eYQrBm_XXHs/s1600/1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500566089404991042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXvtw6LRkI/AAAAAAAABUk/eYQrBm_XXHs/s320/1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXvs7_y-hI/AAAAAAAABUU/uytVDhjQB44/s1600/3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500566075201485330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXvs7_y-hI/AAAAAAAABUU/uytVDhjQB44/s320/3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXu82nehaI/AAAAAAAABT0/RP_t7zwZnkU/s1600/7"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500565249123583394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXu82nehaI/AAAAAAAABT0/RP_t7zwZnkU/s320/7" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXu8GuExgI/AAAAAAAABTs/t3l9Idm88xU/s1600/8"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500565236266354178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXu8GuExgI/AAAAAAAABTs/t3l9Idm88xU/s320/8" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXu74FoX4I/AAAAAAAABTk/PAFuV4MfIgg/s1600/9"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500565232338624386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXu74FoX4I/AAAAAAAABTk/PAFuV4MfIgg/s320/9" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXu7W6XhGI/AAAAAAAABTc/wZDUgrCBEAg/s1600/10"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500565223433012322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXu7W6XhGI/AAAAAAAABTc/wZDUgrCBEAg/s320/10" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I posted on this event.. Just without the photos..&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4768173562581419063?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4768173562581419063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4768173562581419063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4768173562581419063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4768173562581419063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/08/seoul-garden.html' title='Seoul Garden...'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFXvrwyO1iI/AAAAAAAABUE/y-BULsoIesA/s72-c/5' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-7030726529235631896</id><published>2010-07-30T05:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T06:29:23.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JieJie's College day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Photos from JieJie's College Day!! WOOT!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first two photos are really small as it was taken using Mom's handphone.. And the quality isn't good.. My phone's camera was worse.. But the other 3 photos was taken with JieJie's camera so it's alot clearer and bigger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to a guy that was captured in the photo of me and JieJie, looking our way.. I've decided to not to put in the whole photo which has a date on it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499451888568588306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFH6WvV7WBI/AAAAAAAABRE/IKlpoIDaAMA/s400/Image0013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MERIDIAN'S 6th College Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499451893444638418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFH6XBgd9tI/AAAAAAAABRM/I17mYmvuXnc/s400/Image0014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JieJie receiving her stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499452187044989058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFH6oHQPyII/AAAAAAAABRU/IwiHDIlGfl8/s320/mom+n+jie+on+college+day.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy and JieJie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499452189817940082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFH6oRlXqHI/AAAAAAAABRc/zyQ39GIeXRk/s320/me+n+jie+on+college+day.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JieJie and me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499452194184366706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFH6oh2aCnI/AAAAAAAABRk/cVUq5BUEyH4/s320/me+n+chiam+chiam+on+college+day.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chiam Chiam and me.. Oo..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;While I was uploading the photos.. I was thinking.. Thinking if I should call Chiam Chiam, Chiam JieJie instead since it sounds quite rude to juz call her Chiam Chiam.. She's older than me afterall.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ROfLs?..&lt;/p&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/9030158-7030726529235631896?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/7030726529235631896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=7030726529235631896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7030726529235631896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7030726529235631896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/07/jiejies-college-day.html' title='JieJie&apos;s College day..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TFH6WvV7WBI/AAAAAAAABRE/IKlpoIDaAMA/s72-c/Image0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-6808671062572663217</id><published>2010-07-25T07:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T11:55:06.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SSA meeting..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From the pages of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Wisdom for a Winning Life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; by SGI President Ikeda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not everything in life can turn out as you would like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are times of winning and times of losing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, even if you should suffer momentary loss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you must not be defeated by your own self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Those who lose the inner battle are most wretched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No matter how difficult your present circumstances ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as long as you win the battle with yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you will be a victor in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(July11)&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/9030158-6808671062572663217?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/6808671062572663217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=6808671062572663217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6808671062572663217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6808671062572663217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/07/ssa-meeting.html' title='SSA meeting..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3364878766539855880</id><published>2010-07-11T19:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T20:14:42.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PetVille</title><content type='html'>I found another game on FaceBook that is similar to Pet Society.. It is called PetVille.. However, PetVille has lesser games conpared to Pet Society.. But I feel that the pet is very cute.. Lol.. Take a look at my pet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TDmyvqAkfSI/AAAAAAAABQk/7Zk9KZtUejo/s1600/bibiji.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492617752355306786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TDmyvqAkfSI/AAAAAAAABQk/7Zk9KZtUejo/s400/bibiji.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BiBiJi &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/_8nWeiuGvJko/TDmyvainxuI/AAAAAAAABQc/swalu41HUxE/s1600/bibiji_closeup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492617748203161314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TDmyvainxuI/AAAAAAAABQc/swalu41HUxE/s400/bibiji_closeup.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BiBiJi upclose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TDmyvE8mb8I/AAAAAAAABQU/OMMjB1fsd68/s1600/bibiji_relieved.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492617742406545346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TDmyvE8mb8I/AAAAAAAABQU/OMMjB1fsd68/s400/bibiji_relieved.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BiBiJi's relieved smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TDmyu7EZdFI/AAAAAAAABQM/owNa9Qo1ook/s1600/bibiji_actcool.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492617739754894418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TDmyu7EZdFI/AAAAAAAABQM/owNa9Qo1ook/s400/bibiji_actcool.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BiBiJi's act cool pose &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492617734879594242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TDmyuo6CRwI/AAAAAAAABQE/hQ57FNGW8gE/s400/bibiji_unglam+butt+scratching.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BiBiJi scratching butt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ROFLS!!!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3364878766539855880?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3364878766539855880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3364878766539855880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3364878766539855880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3364878766539855880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/07/petville.html' title='PetVille'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TDmyvqAkfSI/AAAAAAAABQk/7Zk9KZtUejo/s72-c/bibiji.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-2792941542335747302</id><published>2010-07-07T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T13:43:37.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup..</title><content type='html'>Been hearing about world cup.. Alot of guys are sacrificing their sleeping time to watch the match.. And sacrificing their time in school to sleep.. Some still turned up despite not sleeping the night before.. But I doubt they can concentrate in class.. Well, as a non-soccer-lover.. I'll say, "What's so good about soccer anyway?".. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I ate 7 pieces of cheese tofu this morning! Mom toasted it for me.. It was so oily, so I tried to get rid abit of the oil by using tissues before putting them into a plastic bag and brought it to school..&lt;br /&gt;Dropped my water-bottle while walking back to LTQ12 as my bottle was wet and it slipped through my fingers.. The bottle cover cracked and I have to pour away the remaining water in the bottle.. Now I would have to get a new bottle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't spend my sleeping time watching a soccer game.. But I feel tired too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rofls..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-2792941542335747302?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/2792941542335747302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=2792941542335747302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2792941542335747302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2792941542335747302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-cup.html' title='World Cup..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4262671677957661574</id><published>2010-06-29T05:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T14:38:21.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woke up all angry..</title><content type='html'>Woke up angrily.. Is it because of my weird dreams?.. No way!.. I was sleeping soundly till mom turned on the feet massage machine.. She had that machine for many years and it had became all squeaky.. I know she's not young anymore and have aches here and there. But she's not the only one sleeping in the room! There was once she got angry with me for charging my laptop in the room early in the morning as she wouldn't be able to use the machine.. From then on, I either charge my laptop in the living room leaving my laptop on the ironing board (always afraid it might drop off when someone knocked into it) or at night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand, why can't she do other things that she had to do first and leave the massaging to the last. She is so NOT the only one in the room! She don't totally OWN the room!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it could have been worse.. As in.. She would wake up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep, so she start chanting.. But she decided not to as it would wake me up.. But hey! She did it before and I was so pissed off! That's why she stopped! She should have known that by doing that she would wake me up even before she did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$*&amp;amp;^%@# (Note: This is absolutely not vulgar.. It's just my alien language..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4262671677957661574?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4262671677957661574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4262671677957661574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4262671677957661574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4262671677957661574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/06/woke-up-all-angry.html' title='Woke up all angry..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-5641764432462704752</id><published>2010-06-25T11:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T11:58:10.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Han..</title><content type='html'>I couldn't help it.. AhHan is just too cute.. So, I snipped some photos of him from DaJie's blog.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TCQoCr-NKcI/AAAAAAAABP8/6s15ndDAwes/s1600/Capture04.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 349px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486554272672590274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TCQoCr-NKcI/AAAAAAAABP8/6s15ndDAwes/s400/Capture04.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how small he is behind the car..&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/_8nWeiuGvJko/TCQoB-bwW8I/AAAAAAAABP0/Z5dMx-PmtpM/s1600/Capture01.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 361px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486554260448500674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TCQoB-bwW8I/AAAAAAAABP0/Z5dMx-PmtpM/s400/Capture01.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He washed the tires!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TCQoATm0TRI/AAAAAAAABPk/jfrRQHHyEXg/s1600/Capture08.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 357px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486554231772302610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TCQoATm0TRI/AAAAAAAABPk/jfrRQHHyEXg/s400/Capture08.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Hello?.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/_8nWeiuGvJko/TCQoAM9NxaI/AAAAAAAABPc/6ltIchiGnjk/s1600/Capture+06.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486554229987198370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TCQoAM9NxaI/AAAAAAAABPc/6ltIchiGnjk/s400/Capture+06.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cute right?..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rofls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-5641764432462704752?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/5641764432462704752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=5641764432462704752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5641764432462704752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5641764432462704752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/06/ah-han.html' title='Ah Han..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TCQoCr-NKcI/AAAAAAAABP8/6s15ndDAwes/s72-c/Capture04.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4370613576301238139</id><published>2010-06-15T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T07:08:43.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Cut at Loyang Point.</title><content type='html'>After having lunch today, I went to Loyang Point with JieJie. There were 3 hair salons there and we went into the 2nd hair salon that we saw.. JieJie didn't want to have her hair cut at the 1st salon was because there were only senior citizens cutting their hair there.. Lol..She didn't want to have her hair cut at the 3rd salon was because there were nobody insight in the salon except for the hair dresser.. Wait.. I'm not even sure if there is only 1 hair dresser or more.. But I only saw 1.. Lol.. Anyway, we went into the 2nd salon and the hair dresser thought I was the one who wants a hair cut! My hair was short enough! Especially my fringe! Lol.. Anyway, the hair dresser asked JieJie how she wants her hair to be cut.. JieJie told her she wants it to be layered,fringe to be cut short , 'V' shaped at the back and at shoulder length.. The hair dresser told her that she would have to cut alot and suggested that she keeps her hair length.. JieJie agreed.. I was giggling away when the hair dresser clipped up some of JieJie's hair and it got tickled her face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cut, the hair dresser asked if she wants to have her hair washed.. I was abit shocked when she nodded her head as I knew it wouldn't be cheap.. Anyway, the hair dresser asked her male colleague to get JieJie's hair washed..JieJie gave the funny shocked look.. And she started giggling.. The male hair dresser looked so embaressed and I started giggling too.. It was really funny.. Okay, for me, waiting there doing nothing, it took quite long for JieJie's hair to be washed.. After the wash, went to pay up. The cost was..... Oh my god(for me).. JieJie was happy with the hair cut and wash.. Paid happily, walked out happily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, off to the Singtel shop that we never really knew it existed at Loyang Point.. Looked at the boards put up.. Looked at the sample phones in the shop.. Didn't know what to do.. Decided to ask the person in the shop if there's Samsung Corby Pro.. So, we ended up getting infomation from him.. Found out that Singtel do not sell Samsung Corby Pro anymore.. He tried to find out what kind of phone we want and what is out budget.. Well, he found out that we could top up $20 to our hi! card once every 2 month.s. He looked so shock as he thought most people would top up $30 every month at least.. HAHA.. He suggested some other phones and one of them was Samsung Jet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. I found out that I couldn't purchase my own phone and get a plan myself as I'm not 18 yet..&lt;br /&gt;Why?! WHy?! WHY?!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4370613576301238139?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4370613576301238139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4370613576301238139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4370613576301238139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4370613576301238139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/06/hair-cut-at-loyang-point.html' title='Hair Cut at Loyang Point.'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4555501700127988757</id><published>2010-06-15T12:46:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T13:44:04.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JieJie played maple..</title><content type='html'>This morning, JieJie decided to play maple since she was bored.. She created a new character and took some screenshot.. Each screenshot she had caption and I think some are really funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHcOAxbmI/AAAAAAAABPM/IGerd5MczIg/s1600/01.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482859252725935714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHcOAxbmI/AAAAAAAABPM/IGerd5MczIg/s400/01.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BlackDragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHbYVSgFI/AAAAAAAABPE/JLAHWgVCKwc/s1600/02.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482859238316474450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHbYVSgFI/AAAAAAAABPE/JLAHWgVCKwc/s400/02.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHbOtLi3I/AAAAAAAABO8/p9tCPG2j-3Q/s1600/03.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482859235732327282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHbOtLi3I/AAAAAAAABO8/p9tCPG2j-3Q/s400/03.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHamvL8WI/AAAAAAAABO0/-CZ47L3WXQk/s1600/04.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482859225003323746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHamvL8WI/AAAAAAAABO0/-CZ47L3WXQk/s400/04.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom nag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHMGU7xjI/AAAAAAAABOk/DeowxQMORMU/s1600/05.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858975785109042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHMGU7xjI/AAAAAAAABOk/DeowxQMORMU/s400/05.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cousin - So handsome &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHLgoHFnI/AAAAAAAABOc/k2RUCC3txSk/s1600/06.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858965664994930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHLgoHFnI/AAAAAAAABOc/k2RUCC3txSk/s400/06.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He reject me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHLIKKO9I/AAAAAAAABOU/ayzg_BDb5r4/s1600/07.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858959096921042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHLIKKO9I/AAAAAAAABOU/ayzg_BDb5r4/s400/07.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHK23ZWEI/AAAAAAAABOM/NJc4otXhY84/s1600/08.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858954454816834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHK23ZWEI/AAAAAAAABOM/NJc4otXhY84/s400/08.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGu2uEvcI/AAAAAAAABOE/4w5K6rfyMzY/s1600/09.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858473379380674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGu2uEvcI/AAAAAAAABOE/4w5K6rfyMzY/s400/09.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Talking to my pet dog T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcJM-uUy6I/AAAAAAAABPU/HwspghzmZeo/s1600/10.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482861189947247522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcJM-uUy6I/AAAAAAAABPU/HwspghzmZeo/s400/10.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flying chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGuIkKilI/AAAAAAAABN0/g_kWUdC37Sc/s1600/11.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858460989786706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGuIkKilI/AAAAAAAABN0/g_kWUdC37Sc/s400/11.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGt_uvB5I/AAAAAAAABNs/16H3WNag43c/s1600/12.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858458618202002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGt_uvB5I/AAAAAAAABNs/16H3WNag43c/s400/12.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bf's underlings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGtTnm8pI/AAAAAAAABNk/gq-PVylomAc/s1600/13.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858446777152146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGtTnm8pI/AAAAAAAABNk/gq-PVylomAc/s400/13.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGav8l6iI/AAAAAAAABNc/XsCjmiR9fHk/s1600/14.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858127963843106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGav8l6iI/AAAAAAAABNc/XsCjmiR9fHk/s400/14.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bf's enemy gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGaDIQI9I/AAAAAAAABNU/9NpGHgfK7Y0/s1600/15.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858115933152210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGaDIQI9I/AAAAAAAABNU/9NpGHgfK7Y0/s400/15.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dragon egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGZRql8EI/AAAAAAAABNM/L8GrEV6GVc4/s1600/16.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858102655414338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGZRql8EI/AAAAAAAABNM/L8GrEV6GVc4/s400/16.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGYyWA3EI/AAAAAAAABNE/GtQar-QeDDk/s1600/17.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858094247599170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGYyWA3EI/AAAAAAAABNE/GtQar-QeDDk/s400/17.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Milch holstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGYr3w8fI/AAAAAAAABM8/blXtLRt-amU/s1600/18.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858092510114290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcGYr3w8fI/AAAAAAAABM8/blXtLRt-amU/s400/18.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bf betray me &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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay.. I've made up a story out of her screenshots.. It goes like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, she dreamt of a huge blackdragon and when she awoken in her room, she found that there's a symbol on her hand.. But she didn't pay much attention to it.. It was nearly noon and she was hungry. So, she went downstairs to see if there was anything to eat. There was no food in sight but mom wasn't very happy. She was suppose to wake up early today to help prepare breakfast but had overslept..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She ran off to find her beloved cousin which she had admired since at a very young age. She was prepared to confess to him about her feelings that day.. But her cousin rejected her and the poor little brokened heart ran off.. She sat at the swing and the only thing on her mind was to end her own life. She went to the river, ready to drown herself when she heard her dog barking.. She talked to her dog and thought things through again. She decided to start anew and went off to find someone who would love her.. And before she left, she saw a flying rooster.. She thought to herself, "It's as lucky as finding a four leaved clover.. I'll definitely find a boyfriend!". And so she did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Her boyfriend was a gang leader and had many underlings. But they aren't strong enought to defeat their sworn enemy, the Cunning Foxes. Thus, she went off, risking her life for her boyfriend and defeated the Cunning Foxes. On her way back to telling her boyfriend about the good news, she found a dragon egg.. There's a symbol on the egg and it was the same as the one on her hand.. She took the egg and hid it well till it hatched into a small little dragon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Her boyfriend found out about the little dragon and demand she hands it over, but she refused. Her boyfriend turned against her and his underlings attacked her.. But the little dragon saved her. From then on, nobody dares to bully her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ROFLS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4555501700127988757?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4555501700127988757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4555501700127988757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4555501700127988757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4555501700127988757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/06/jiejie-played-maple.html' title='JieJie played maple..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TBcHcOAxbmI/AAAAAAAABPM/IGerd5MczIg/s72-c/01.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-791856512502037735</id><published>2010-06-09T05:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T05:49:10.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 8..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to take a look at DaJie's blog.. DaJie's LouYe was admitted to the hospital afew days ago.. My parents went to visit him last Sunday. I didn't went to visit. I'm sorry.. I have a presentation shifted to the front of the week, which means I had 3 days to do some research on what I want to talk about. And I also have 4 tests this week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Han Han's sweeping video as well.. He is so adorable.. I dreamt of him last night.. Dreamt that I bought him a toy with just a dollar.. Gave it to him and he can't open it.. Wanted me to open it for him but I refused..&lt;br /&gt;Lols.. I get weird dreams everyday.. There was once I even dreamt that Alex GorGor was parking his car at a multi-storey carpark and knocked into the car beside because of me.. The other car was scratched and dented while his was perfectly fine..&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-791856512502037735?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/791856512502037735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=791856512502037735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/791856512502037735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/791856512502037735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/06/week-8.html' title='Week 8..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4304278580583953987</id><published>2010-06-02T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T14:43:35.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo together at Sakura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dajie have sent me the photo we took together at Sakura last Sunday.. But JieJie was at HongKong.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TAX9Cd_1J8I/AAAAAAAABM0/b_ojuqdNYhY/s1600/sakura"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478062740619995074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TAX9Cd_1J8I/AAAAAAAABM0/b_ojuqdNYhY/s320/sakura" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JieJie bought me a cap! Sooooo.. happy.. Hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rofls..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4304278580583953987?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4304278580583953987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4304278580583953987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4304278580583953987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4304278580583953987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/06/photo-together-at-sakura.html' title='Photo together at Sakura'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TAX9Cd_1J8I/AAAAAAAABM0/b_ojuqdNYhY/s72-c/sakura' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-1656383112035663380</id><published>2010-05-31T06:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T06:20:43.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakura..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I went to Sakura with my family.. But my third sister wasn't present as she is at HongKong and would be coming back to Singapore today.. When we reached the Tampines Safra, HanHan was sleeping.. Hehe.. My mom carried him into the restaruant and I took 2 photos of his sleeping face..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TALkUYZm-YI/AAAAAAAABMs/0UPRQXbkvW0/s1600/IMG0361A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477191135634323842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TALkUYZm-YI/AAAAAAAABMs/0UPRQXbkvW0/s320/IMG0361A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TALkT6Ss3WI/AAAAAAAABMk/p5PY05L8g4Y/s1600/IMG0362A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477191127552286050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TALkT6Ss3WI/AAAAAAAABMk/p5PY05L8g4Y/s320/IMG0362A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorable right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rofl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-1656383112035663380?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/1656383112035663380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=1656383112035663380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/1656383112035663380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/1656383112035663380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/05/sakura.html' title='Sakura..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/TALkUYZm-YI/AAAAAAAABMs/0UPRQXbkvW0/s72-c/IMG0361A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-7447031493446919792</id><published>2010-05-28T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T14:46:05.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Lian..</title><content type='html'>Full fledge AhLian.. HAHAAA.. She's right.. Afterall, AhBeng(s) and AhLian(s) often hang around together.. Felt so happy that she showing people what I said about her is true.. Hee.. Always denying.. But we still can see her little tail.. Lols.. If you don't like the comments.. Either ask him to stop or just delete it.. You don't want to delete it because it's not commented by you? Than ask him to stop.. Obviously he wouldn't stop if you didn't ask him to personally.. Eh.. Stress in school arh? Finding people to vent your anger on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-7447031493446919792?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/7447031493446919792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=7447031493446919792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7447031493446919792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7447031493446919792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/05/ah-lian.html' title='Ah Lian..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-56369300653056515</id><published>2010-05-27T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T12:42:18.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply sweet and adorable..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my elder siblings came home for dinner.. And of course Ah Han and TungTung was here too.. Ah Han came with his hands dirty so I took him to wash his hands.. When I carried him out from the toilet, I felt like I was carry a huge teddy bear. Fine.. He wasn't that huge and isn't as light as a teddy bear.. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I opened the box of toys for him to play.. Played with him a little.. TungTung was at the sticky stage. She would cry when she noticed that her mama is out of sight or someone she do not feel that she is familiar with.. So, we didn't get to carry her.. But she look really adorable sitting on the mat and playing with the toys as well.. Fine.. She didn't really play with the toys.. She was examining them.. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dinner was ready and we all seated other then the two little ones and of course my mama(she rather go for the CC meeting). Just when I was about to eat the stir fried egg that ErJie took for me, Ah Han came over.. Haha!! I asked what can he eat(just for incase there's things that he is not suppose to eat) and DaJie said he could eat anything.. I gave him abit of the egg in my bowl and of course he ate it!! WAKAKAKKAAA!! I carried him and put him on my lap because I find it easier to feed him that way.. He took my soup spoon and JieJie gave him a small piece of prawn! And then... He started eating from my bowl.. Alex GorGor took fish for him but when he tried to eat it, he said,"Hot hot" and gave it back to him.. Lol.. Alex GorGor took it back and checked if there was any fish bone as it look like it has fish bone in it and he let ErJie blow it for Ah Han.. WAKAKAKAKAKAAKAA!! We shared the bowl of rice.. Ah Han is really smart! He understood most of the things we were saying!! DaJie told Ah Han to wait for me to cut the egg into smaller pieces for him to eat.. Guess what did Ah Han replied?.. He said, " No no. GorGor cut cut". *Screams*.. SO ADORABLE!!.. Hahahaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way through dinner, TungTung started crying again.. I guess she had finished examining the toys and realised DaJie wasn't watching over her.. When Ah Han heard his MeiMei's cries, he "jumped" and immediately tried to get of my lap. It was so sweet of him trying to pacify his little sister.. He shook the toy tambourine and try to grab MeiMei's attention.. And when MeiMei hold on to the toy tambourine, he let her have it.. I guess the title of Big Brother is very important to Ah Han.. Haha!! He will grow up to be a very nice brother! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After TungTung had quiet down a little.. Ah Han came back.. Onto my lap.. He was full already but he didn't went back to play with the toys.. Well, since he was full, I guess he decided to feed me rather then himself.. ROFL!! He did get alot of attention at the dinning table afterall.. JieJie took video while he fed me.. YEAH! *victory sign*.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DaJie and PK GorGor kept asking Ah Han to wash up because TungTung is going to start a "storm" if they don't head home soon.. But Ah Han refused.. Lol.. So, I guess the only way is to make the bowl empty.. Haha.. Lucky there's only 2 and a half soup spoonfull of rice left in the bowl.. Yep.. I finished dinner at last!! It was the first time I took about an hour.. Or more? To have a meal.. Fine.. It wasn't the first time.. I was a really slow eater when I was much younger.. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After DaJie, PK GorGor, Ah Han and TungTung had went home, JieJie was showing me the videos she took.. Daddy came over to take a look as well.. ErJie was washing the dishes and Alex GorGor was watching the television.. JieJie commented on Alex GorGor's expression in one of the videos and we were laughing.. Alex GorGor came over and wanted to know what's happening.. And JieJie "refused" to let him have a look at the video.. Haha.. Anyway, she showed it to him at the end.. JieJie made another comment, saying that Alex GorGor is seen in the video for a very very short while.. And of course Alex GorGor asked how could she do such thing.. ROFL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-56369300653056515?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/56369300653056515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=56369300653056515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/56369300653056515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/56369300653056515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/05/simply-sweet-and-adorable.html' title='Simply sweet and adorable..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-6703436861055844020</id><published>2010-05-26T07:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T07:44:34.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay!! Currently in school.. I'm early today!! Almost 40min early~.. Lesson starts at 8am.. So happy.. Hehe.. My mom woke up at 6.05am.. I was almost leaving.. She asked me what time I'm leaving.. Told her I'm almost leaving.. And she goes, "HUH?!".. I gave her a shock and she gave me a shock.. Lol.. And Next, she said she was actually thinking of steaming siew mais for me.. But too late.. Nevermind.. There's something called tomorrow.. But there's also a saying, "tomorrow never comes.." Lol.. ByeBye siew mais?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-6703436861055844020?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/6703436861055844020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=6703436861055844020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6703436861055844020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6703436861055844020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/05/early.html' title='Early!!!'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3590306282467742937</id><published>2010-05-24T06:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T06:15:58.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing better to do..</title><content type='html'>I'm kinda scared of Mr Lai.. He seems to be a very fierce and strict teacher.. I don't really like friendly but fierce teachers.. Lol.. I hope I won't get scolded later during his lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-Quiz, third try.. 5.. At least I passed.. Will try again.. Aim for a 7 at least!! Jiayou! It's just 2 more questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's english is really bad..&lt;br /&gt;"How to spell "wontch"?"&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?.."&lt;br /&gt;"Wontchew...... Wontchew...... Wontchew........"&lt;br /&gt;She actually meant to say, "Won't you......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have spelled "WONTCHEW" for her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS!!!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3590306282467742937?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3590306282467742937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3590306282467742937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3590306282467742937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3590306282467742937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/05/nothing-better-to-do.html' title='Nothing better to do..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-1568635891581057879</id><published>2010-05-23T08:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T08:41:26.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME1006</title><content type='html'>Last Monday, some of my classmates wanted to take class photo.. However, some of them weren't around.. But we still took photos anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474256400961669394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S_h3MVy6iRI/AAAAAAAABMc/A7GiTHjoBlI/s320/class03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S_h3MOIcw-I/AAAAAAAABMU/LGMCSkZVIqg/s1600/class02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474256398904509410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S_h3MOIcw-I/AAAAAAAABMU/LGMCSkZVIqg/s320/class02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S_h3L_VmToI/AAAAAAAABMM/ug1J1xIjKFc/s1600/class01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474256394933128834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S_h3L_VmToI/AAAAAAAABMM/ug1J1xIjKFc/s320/class01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. The guy standing beside me is Hafiq, my "dad".. Infront of me is Azuan, aka Zack, my "mom". Beside my "mom" is SweeLing, my 2nd "AhMa".. Beside "AhMa(2)" is Syira, my "aunt".. And I don't know how many "cousins" I have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-1568635891581057879?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/1568635891581057879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=1568635891581057879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/1568635891581057879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/1568635891581057879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/05/me1006.html' title='ME1006'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S_h3MVy6iRI/AAAAAAAABMc/A7GiTHjoBlI/s72-c/class03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-142970993116236343</id><published>2010-05-17T06:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T06:49:49.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She doesn't care..</title><content type='html'>Yep.. HER guests are more important than anything.. Gave me the angry face and asked why didn't I plan to meet my friends at a later time.. Hey!! why didn't you ask your guests to come earlier and leave earlier?!.. Fine.. I went off anyway.. Meet my friends.. Broke my toe nail and bleed a little.. And so called got my assignment done.. Came home.. Showed dad my plastered toe.. And he said, " See lah.. Don't cut your toe nail..".. Told jiejie I broke my toe nail.. She thinks that it must be really painful.. But it wasn't as bad as what she imagines I guess.. I removed the plaster infront of her.. Nothing happened.. Fine.. Paste another plaster on my toe.. "Don't off the computer! I want to check my mail!".. Yeah.. Right.. Like as if all the mails she gets are important mails..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-142970993116236343?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/142970993116236343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=142970993116236343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/142970993116236343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/142970993116236343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/05/she-doesnt-care.html' title='She doesn&apos;t care..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-104522220814802349</id><published>2010-05-15T06:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T06:43:12.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late as usual..</title><content type='html'>First word that I heard on such a beautiful, quite and cooling morning was "SSSSSSHIT.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why mom likes the letter "S" so much that she have to drag it so long.. Well, as usual, I'm not really surprised. She's late for work again.. ROFLs.. I wouldn't care much since she didn't asked me to wake her up in the morning.. I wouldn't want to wake her up and hear her say, " let me sleep half an hour more..." and goes back to sleep.. It really makes me unhappy when she does that.. But anyway, she actually set her alarm clock around 5.30am and off-ed it when it rang and went back to sleep.. I heard the alarm too but I didn't get up since it was Saterday and I do not need to go to school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, around 6.05am, I finally got up and went to the living room to play computer.. Around 6.20am, I thought of waking mom up if she still doesn't wake up by 6.30am.. But she got up.. Asked her what time she was suppose to leave.. 6am was the answer..&lt;br /&gt;WAKAKAKAAAAAA..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-104522220814802349?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/104522220814802349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=104522220814802349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/104522220814802349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/104522220814802349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/05/late-as-usual.html' title='Late as usual..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-6290955751413044637</id><published>2010-05-11T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:22:09.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That isn't very nice..</title><content type='html'>I actually liked that poem.. Lols.. I have no idea why.. But I don't agree on the part where she wishes that person to be dead.. Don't she realised that she have shown people around her how selfish she is?.. Thinking about no one other then herself.. To get what she wants, other people would be sacrificed.. Reminds me of those people who have lost their minds because they do not want to accept what people dislike about them and refuse to changed.. And followed by the one they love, leaving them.. They don't want to accept the fact.. The truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she thinks that the problem does not lie with her when only ONE person says so. I think it's fine.. But when there is MORE THAN ONE person thinking the same way about her.. Then, she should think again.. The problem really may be her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. Nobody in the world is perfect.. But we at least we could try to minimise our flaws..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-6290955751413044637?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/6290955751413044637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=6290955751413044637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6290955751413044637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6290955751413044637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/05/that-isnt-very-nice.html' title='That isn&apos;t very nice..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3995074540549581945</id><published>2010-05-09T09:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T10:12:23.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day..</title><content type='html'>Yes! Yes! I know!! It's Mother's Day today!.. I know I should be showing appreciation to my mother instead of being angry with her first thing in the morning.. BUT I CAN'T HELP IT!! She doesn't know that was mine instead? Okay, I take it.. Ask me if I could share? Not very willing since she actually has her own pair!.. What made me reach the maximum was, "I don't have money to buy a new pair.." What rubbish?!! Firstly, she has her own pair somewhere in the shelf and she doesn't have to get a new pair.. Secondaly, she has 2 jobs now!.. What does she mean by she has no money?!.. Than what about me?! If she spoils my shoe, then I have to get a new pair! AND I DO NOT HAVE A JOB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't willing to help me pay my school fees.. So I have to do it myself.. I could still remember very clearly what she said to me when I asked her if I could put the GIRO under her account.. She simply said,"Dont put mine lah.. I got no money.. Put your daddy de.." She even showed me her bank book angrily.. And guess what's next? She bought a laptop from my aunt.. Yeah.. Right.. NO MONEY.. She's always telling me that she has no money since I was really young.. Young, yet old enough to tell her,"I know, I didn't ask you to buy it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, I was chatting with her in the morning.. She asked me,"What year is this? 2011?" I told her,"No lah! 2010 only lah!" Next question she ask pissed me off a little.. "Oh.. Then from 1993-2010 is how many years?" HELLO??!!! I'm born in 1993!! How old am I?!! I can't believe that I actually asked her if she knows how old am I.. Because.. Her answer was.. " I don't know.." BLURDY HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I almost forgot! Of course she doesn't know how old I am.. She doesn't even remembers my birthday for heaven's sake.. 1week after my 17th birthday, she asked me when was my birthday.. And I told her it was last Monday.. And she asked me for the exact date. so I told her..&lt;br /&gt;Yup.. She had cleanly forgotten.. I was really happy when she seemed to be bothered about forgetting my birthday until she said,"Haiz.. Last year also forgot about Sara's birthday.." First 3 words that comes to my mind was, "what the hell?".. You know why? Because the previous year she had forgotten about my birthday just because she quarrelled with my father..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I can trust that she would not remember my birthday anymore.. I know.. I have to live with it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3995074540549581945?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3995074540549581945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3995074540549581945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3995074540549581945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3995074540549581945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-2506212831707003851</id><published>2010-05-05T05:39:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T19:18:07.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went to visit..</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, daddy, ErJie, JieJie, Alex GorGor and I went to Dajie's Louye's house.. HanHan was naughty.. He had a blue-black on his cheek.. And MeiMei was so tiny.. Haha.. JieJie took photos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S-H1r5fyMmI/AAAAAAAABME/l3oCs69lR_s/s1600/IMG_0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467921557121806946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S-H1r5fyMmI/AAAAAAAABME/l3oCs69lR_s/s320/IMG_0390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S-H1rbRqztI/AAAAAAAABL8/pYLv8h0GDvo/s1600/IMG_0391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467921549009538770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S-H1rbRqztI/AAAAAAAABL8/pYLv8h0GDvo/s320/IMG_0391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S-H1rJuaTaI/AAAAAAAABL0/HCTiRdpMOT0/s1600/IMG_0392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467921544298253730" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S-HywdhJLdI/AAAAAAAABHk/9tXFTl9iUVU/s320/IMG_0441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S-Hyv7lc3HI/AAAAAAAABHc/qZ62vnMIbR8/s1600/IMG_0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467918327867038834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S-Hyv7lc3HI/AAAAAAAABHc/qZ62vnMIbR8/s320/IMG_0442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are the pictures in different sizes? I totally have no idea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROFLS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-2506212831707003851?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/2506212831707003851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=2506212831707003851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2506212831707003851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2506212831707003851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/05/went-to-visit.html' title='Went to visit..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S-H1r5fyMmI/AAAAAAAABME/l3oCs69lR_s/s72-c/IMG_0390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-8415534313767657708</id><published>2010-04-24T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T20:41:34.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the first week of school..</title><content type='html'>I'm alot happier after the feeling of "everything is going wrong!" is gone.. Okay, I'm still by myself during lunch time and breaks.. It wasn't so bad alone.. I can do what I want.. But I think it's better to hang around in a clique..&lt;br /&gt;There's only four girls in the class.. One of them is from China and she always hang around with guys from China in our class.. Another is a malay girl.. And she always hang around with the other girl.. They seem to be getting along really well.. I only sat beside them during some lessons.. Haha.. I bet sooner or later, my classmates will think that I'm emo.. LOLS..&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I like my class.. The class rep. is called Amirul and the asst class rep. is called Zack.. They are the jokers in the class.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once when we were taking the lift down to the 2nd floor.. Amirul shouted, "Stella never bathe!".. I've should have shouted, "But Amirul is the one that stinks!!"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-8415534313767657708?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/8415534313767657708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=8415534313767657708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/8415534313767657708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/8415534313767657708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/04/after-first-week-of-school.html' title='After the first week of school..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4445813608735034091</id><published>2010-04-09T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T16:58:47.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Chalet..</title><content type='html'>I'm back from Chalet!! Lols.. So tired.. Didn't have enough sleep.. There were moments of unhappiness.. But there were more moments of happiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first reached there, we waited quite long to get the key because the person who helped us book the chalet was at work.. But we still got in at nearly 3pm.. Had a big argument with Daniel.. He insisted on going home and not staying for the night anymore.. Insisted on a refund straight away.. Made everyone unhappy including those who were not arguing with him as we were shouting away.. Argued away till around 4pm.. At the end, Daniel decided not to turn up for the chalet anymore and got his money back from AikWei. He looked like he was going to punch AikWei when he was reluctant to refund him.. I didn't agree with the refund part either.. Daniel apologised for all the "drama" but Elaine and I was so angry that we were acting looney and refused to accept his apology.. What a kill joy..&lt;br /&gt;JingMing has to go home awhile because of his sister and JiaJin went with him.. Suzie, Jessileen and Brian went to walk around. No idea where they went and what they did.. Elaine wanted to go home and get her swimming costume and TingHui, AikWei and I followed.. The four of us were the last to reach back at the chalet.. Jessileen cooked dinner for all of us!! TingHui learnt to play mahjong.. After dinner, Elaine and I went into the room to chat as we don't want to watch "Jian Gui 10".. It was probably 9pm+ when they started watching.. After the show, we decided to take our showers.. I think TingHui and JiaJin got too creeped out after the movie.. JiaJin suddenly cried before the shower, followed by TingHui.. I cried too!! Because I was emotionally influenced.. ROFLS.. Anyway, we were glad that was over after we comforted each other for maybe half an hour?.. LOLS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day2.. Woke up, Jessileen was awake already.. AikWei woke up after me and was hungry.. AikWei went to see if Suzie and Brian was awake.. He just opened the door without caring if he would wake them up.. Suzie woke up thanks to him and wasn't happy about it.. I pulled him out of the room and closed the door.. Went back to the living room were Jessileen is.. JingMing and Elaine woke up.. We decided to go to E!hub to buy breakfast. Jessileen, AikWei, Elaine and I went and bought food back.. Half an hour after eating breakfast JingMing, AikWei, JiaJin, Elaine and I went for a swim! Soaked at the Jacuzzi.. At around 1pm(if I didn't remember wrongly), Suzie, Jessileen and Brian went to KBox while the rest of us stayed in the chalet.. We played mahjong, cooked lunch, ate lunch and watched MadagascaII..&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it was almost time for BBQ!! The charcoal wasn't good and AikWei took a long time to make the fire strong enough to get out food cooked.. We weren't enjoying ourselves as much as the last chalet BBQ.. TingHui has personal things to settle and was really upset.. Elaine and I took a long time trying to cheer her up.. But everything was fine at the end.. After bathing, everyone gathered in one room and started chatting. We started with gossips and ended with laughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall: Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that mahjong helps me get to bed easily..&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4445813608735034091?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4445813608735034091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4445813608735034091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4445813608735034091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4445813608735034091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/04/after-chalet.html' title='After Chalet..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-2389661973102919635</id><published>2010-04-05T08:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T09:02:11.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Recently..</title><content type='html'>Uh huh.. Today is 5th of April! Next Tuesday would be 13th of April and that would be my orientation day.. 9am-5.30pm.. I hope I won't be worn out so easily.. It's been quite a long time since I run and jump around like crazy.. Haha!! 14th &amp;amp; 15th of April would be Preparatory Maths course.. Dad is going to work soon as well.. Yiippiie!! He won't have to stay home all day anymore.. It's really boring staying home all day.. Mom has been busy looking for materials for her lessons.. She's back to teaching little kids again.. Haha.. Elaine has been asking me to go shop for clothings with her.. But I'm not keen on going.. HAHAAAA.. She should just be herself.. Don't have to waste time and money on buying clothes to make herself look better when she's in school.. I didn't bother getting nicer clothes for school.. ROFLS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh!! Afew days ago, Elaine, Daniel and Wilfred went to watch movie together.. Initially, it was Wilfred who asked Elaine out.. So Elaine called me to ask me along because she say that she felt weird going out with him alone.. However, I asked her to ask Daniel instead.. HAHAA!! 2days after Daniel called, told me about what happened on the day that they went out together and ask if I'm free.. So I went to WhiteSands to meet him.. Banked in mom's cheque.. Applied for my Ez-Link card.. Each time I think of what Daniel told me on the phone I feel like laughing.. ROFLS!! Anyway, we talked alot that day.. About 2.5hours I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road Show starts on 19th of April!!&lt;br /&gt;Laptop~ Laptop~ Laptop~ Laptop~ Laptop~ Laptop~ Laptop~&lt;br /&gt;I'm thirsty...&lt;br /&gt;Rofls..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-2389661973102919635?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/2389661973102919635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=2389661973102919635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2389661973102919635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2389661973102919635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-recently.html' title='Another Recently..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3063233413477321516</id><published>2010-03-30T07:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:10:15.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't start again..</title><content type='html'>Warning!!&lt;br /&gt;I've said it! Don't make it start again!.. 1 more and that's it.. I don't care if you're doing it on purpose or not because I believe you're doing it on purpose.. As long as it happens.. It will start again.. I won't stop this time.. I'll try my best to be alot more nasty than last time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3063233413477321516?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3063233413477321516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3063233413477321516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3063233413477321516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3063233413477321516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-start-again.html' title='Don&apos;t start again..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4488791546233859042</id><published>2010-03-27T17:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T17:47:37.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick in the Head..</title><content type='html'>It just won't go away.. All I can do is tell myself that they are losers and can't do what I'm doing.. MUAHAHAAA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting was anger.. But after awhile, it turned into pity.. Will I ever forgive and forget?.. I'm not really sure.. But I'm sure the current answer is NO.. Lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. Back to my boring life&lt;br /&gt;.. Woke up at 5am.. Dad was still asleep.. I waited.. 6am+.. He woke up.. Went to the coffee shop for breakfast.. Came home.. Went out again.. Dad want's to buy some ingredients for soup tomorrow.. So we went to the round market at Tampines.. Met JiaJin on the bus home! She said something funny to me.. "I going to JingMing's house".. She don't have to say that and I know.. LOLS.. She can't possibly come to Pasir Ris to find AHEM(can't say her name).. ROLFS..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went home first while dad goes to the market to buy char siew.. He wanted to cook porridge for lunch.. But when I got home, mom told me she and JieJie had eaten.. So I quickly called dad.. So he just bought food back for me and himself.. I don't understand why my mom doesn't call to tell that she had eaten.. And all she does is blame us for not saying if dad is going to cook or not.. If he is not going to cook, he would say!!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. Dad bought duck noodle for me and I'm not sure what he got for himself.. Watched Hana Kimi(taiwan) till 1pm+ and played maple.. Ate dinner and stopped playing maple.. Get angry for awhile because of those things stick in my brain.. Oh ya, dad was desperate to go out.. But, like father, like daughter.. I believe he didn't want to go out alone.. Haha.. So, he didn't go out at the end.. That's all folks! Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-Reminder: I must remember to keep my cool and keep telling myself.. "they are losers and can't do what I'm doing"..&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4488791546233859042?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4488791546233859042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4488791546233859042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4488791546233859042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4488791546233859042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/03/stick-in-head.html' title='Stick in the Head..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4159049012508417095</id><published>2010-03-26T06:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T06:51:57.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashbacks..</title><content type='html'>Saw what Elaine had posted on our blog.. Flashbacks come and go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First few things on my mind..&lt;br /&gt;"Pretending to be the victim.. Pretending to be weak.. Played others like chess pieces.. Suspecting others for your own fault.. Putting yourself at the priority.. Hurting those who have helped you.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS!!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4159049012508417095?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4159049012508417095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4159049012508417095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4159049012508417095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4159049012508417095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/03/flashbacks.html' title='Flashbacks..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-1768040820286896376</id><published>2010-03-25T07:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T05:59:33.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day at NCS..</title><content type='html'>Last day at NCS for me and YannChyng.. Took photos using her handphone.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkhzFFXfI/AAAAAAAABHU/otSE2TAk7Dw/s1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452351199439576562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkhzFFXfI/AAAAAAAABHU/otSE2TAk7Dw/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was SMS-ing.. Who? I can't remember.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkhG-ULMI/AAAAAAAABHM/oad1ViLa3lo/s1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452351187600026818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkhG-ULMI/AAAAAAAABHM/oad1ViLa3lo/s320/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Took her handphone and zi pai.. WAKakakaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkgmeHBMI/AAAAAAAABHE/Uh6PtqhJ_R4/s1600/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452351178875012290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkgmeHBMI/AAAAAAAABHE/Uh6PtqhJ_R4/s320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and YannChyng!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkYhtPFNI/AAAAAAAABG8/bLlSeX3XDRE/s1600/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452351040157324498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkYhtPFNI/AAAAAAAABG8/bLlSeX3XDRE/s320/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey! I'm trying not to laugh.. For what reason? I don't remember either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkX8lvOtI/AAAAAAAABG0/c8PLeA_RzH0/s1600/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452351030193765074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkX8lvOtI/AAAAAAAABG0/c8PLeA_RzH0/s320/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (From the Left) YannChyng, HweeHua and me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkXXSaCrI/AAAAAAAABGs/Z0c59zC4guM/s1600/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452351020180572850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkXXSaCrI/AAAAAAAABGs/Z0c59zC4guM/s320/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YannChyng and HweeHua..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkWwVwTJI/AAAAAAAABGk/Z6HfN9dfnd8/s1600/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452351009725631634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkWwVwTJI/AAAAAAAABGk/Z6HfN9dfnd8/s320/07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was drawing a TeddyBear to look busy.. HAHAHAAA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkNTU4nlI/AAAAAAAABGU/wMOjMbadB4s/s1600/09.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350847318531666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkNTU4nlI/AAAAAAAABGU/wMOjMbadB4s/s320/09.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told YannChyng that we should look for those that don't look busy to take photo with first.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And.. She pointed at herself.. ROFLs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkMqSLFTI/AAAAAAAABGM/-IfRoKaUi_M/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350836301305138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkMqSLFTI/AAAAAAAABGM/-IfRoKaUi_M/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YannChyng zi pai.. I wanted to make bunny ears for her.. But failed and got caught.. HAHAA..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She says I looked like I was going to hit her head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkMW4OWcI/AAAAAAAABGE/8OExwkAr5FI/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350831092193730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkMW4OWcI/AAAAAAAABGE/8OExwkAr5FI/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She looked busy right? Guess what was she doing!! ROFLS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkL0MNOXI/AAAAAAAABF8/ct77He30-vk/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350821780765042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkL0MNOXI/AAAAAAAABF8/ct77He30-vk/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carolyn took half-day.. So Annie was helping her while she wasn't around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkLYO3yII/AAAAAAAABF0/o3N4tacUXwM/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350814275750018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkLYO3yII/AAAAAAAABF0/o3N4tacUXwM/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our(YannChyng and me) table.. Our Telephone is connected with Carolyn's telephone line..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qj_F-NJiI/AAAAAAAABFs/sQrZUN-qg5I/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350603215578658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qj_F-NJiI/AAAAAAAABFs/sQrZUN-qg5I/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YannChyng and Annie at the store room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qj-idDFaI/AAAAAAAABFk/ZbgF-GtxXtQ/s1600/15.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350593681266082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qj-idDFaI/AAAAAAAABFk/ZbgF-GtxXtQ/s320/15.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YannChyng and me took more photos together.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qj-MKd8fI/AAAAAAAABFc/v_UXYPRxP1E/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350587697754610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qj-MKd8fI/AAAAAAAABFc/v_UXYPRxP1E/s320/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Annie and YannChyng.. LOLs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qj9vGTR8I/AAAAAAAABFU/HxMt1Fx51UE/s1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350579895650242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qj9vGTR8I/AAAAAAAABFU/HxMt1Fx51UE/s320/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Annie.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qj9aJxXjI/AAAAAAAABFM/VLFKtTVrXGw/s1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350574273060402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qj9aJxXjI/AAAAAAAABFM/VLFKtTVrXGw/s320/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Annie.. YannChyng took this.. HAHA.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjszZ2qaI/AAAAAAAABFE/3XFgVd98C-w/s1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350288993626530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjszZ2qaI/AAAAAAAABFE/3XFgVd98C-w/s320/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenny and me.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjsQgmv7I/AAAAAAAABE8/5B6varXhPxc/s1600/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350279626702770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjsQgmv7I/AAAAAAAABE8/5B6varXhPxc/s320/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenny and YannChyng.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjsWRC_wI/AAAAAAAABE0/d16IdhUr7FI/s1600/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350281172057858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjsWRC_wI/AAAAAAAABE0/d16IdhUr7FI/s320/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Shaikh.. Saw him 2days ago.. But he didn't see me.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjrvbDsWI/AAAAAAAABEs/Y-B8FdgjXpI/s1600/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350270745063778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjrvbDsWI/AAAAAAAABEs/Y-B8FdgjXpI/s320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shaikh kept looking at Annie instead of the camera.. ROFLs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjrQkJoRI/AAAAAAAABEk/xiSYvNjwvU0/s1600/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350262461702418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjrQkJoRI/AAAAAAAABEk/xiSYvNjwvU0/s320/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Uncle Png.. He was the one who gave us the SCS toy truck! HAHA.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjiHjqpqI/AAAAAAAABEc/F_hVuGFhECk/s1600/24.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350105424930466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjiHjqpqI/AAAAAAAABEc/F_hVuGFhECk/s320/24.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Always busy but still helped us when we ask for it.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjhQlUAGI/AAAAAAAABEU/hesP7BvO9cQ/s1600/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350090667884642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjhQlUAGI/AAAAAAAABEU/hesP7BvO9cQ/s320/25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Guru.. I don't know his full name.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350082717242658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjgy9u1SI/AAAAAAAABEE/G_hTnWpsOGc/s320/27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When people comes into the office to ask about their card.. Point to Guru!! HAHAAA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjhOntNJI/AAAAAAAABEM/G7aUrukzaEY/s1600/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350090141054098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjhOntNJI/AAAAAAAABEM/G7aUrukzaEY/s320/26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Michael.. The boss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjggJWE2I/AAAAAAAABD8/xl22ukKuKy8/s1600/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350077665678178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qjggJWE2I/AAAAAAAABD8/xl22ukKuKy8/s320/28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Always the only one left in the office when I was so desperate to enter when I can't.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet I knocked on the door so long that he got feddup and came to open the door.. HAAHAAA.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rusul spends most of his time at Bukit Batok.. So we didn't manage to take a photo with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrea was on leave that day I think.. So we didn't manage to take a photo with her either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carolyn was on half-day.. So we didn't manage to take a photo with her as well.. She is the youngest in the office(but older than me and YannChyng) and everyone called her XiaoMei in the office.. But after YannChyng and I came.. We sometimes get confused who the XiaoMei was..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROFLS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-1768040820286896376?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/1768040820286896376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=1768040820286896376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/1768040820286896376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/1768040820286896376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-day-at-ncs.html' title='Last Day at NCS..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6qkhzFFXfI/AAAAAAAABHU/otSE2TAk7Dw/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-5741310692121877063</id><published>2010-03-23T07:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T07:15:27.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They can't do it.. So I have to do it..</title><content type='html'>Ain't very happy to do it.. But I must right? I have things to say but blogger was giving me problems yesterday after I've composed finish my post.. Since it's this way.. I assume god doesn't want me to publish it.. I won't try to publish the post it again today.. Won't try it tomorrow.. Won't try it the day after tomorrow.. Won't try it unless....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-5741310692121877063?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/5741310692121877063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=5741310692121877063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5741310692121877063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5741310692121877063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-sided.html' title='They can&apos;t do it.. So I have to do it..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-6569611649355347106</id><published>2010-03-21T07:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T07:37:06.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day out with JieJie, JiaJin and YiZhen..</title><content type='html'>Went to Bugis with JieJie, JiaJin and YiZhen last Thursday.. But at the end, we bought our stuffs at Bedok.. Haha.. We went to FairPrice to buy instant noodles and wanted to cook it for lunch at JiaJin's house.. But it rained heavily after we bought it.. Luckily, JieJie and I brought our umbrellas.. But we still have to wait for the wind to stop before we use the umbrella as our umbrella isn't very strong.. We were all half wet when we reached JiaJin's house because our umbrella isn't very big either.. Haha... We played monopoly after eating!! I took some photos after we finished the game.. We had loads of fun playing monopoly because we were laughing all the way.. JieJie was the car.. JiaJin was the shoe.. I was the hat.. And YiZhen was the banker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWn2SFtrI/AAAAAAAABD0/JKupzc4v1Ek/s1600-h/monopoly08"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450858166588126898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWn2SFtrI/AAAAAAAABD0/JKupzc4v1Ek/s320/monopoly08" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWnUjkFII/AAAAAAAABDs/3-cqJVEmdG8/s1600-h/monopoly07"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450858157534614658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWnUjkFII/AAAAAAAABDs/3-cqJVEmdG8/s320/monopoly07" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWnDsagKI/AAAAAAAABDk/dwDlo_1G4Sw/s1600-h/monopoly06"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450858153008332962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWnDsagKI/AAAAAAAABDk/dwDlo_1G4Sw/s320/monopoly06" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWbzw29OI/AAAAAAAABDc/oyQtrCMy9a0/s1600-h/monopoly05"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450857959753446626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWbzw29OI/AAAAAAAABDc/oyQtrCMy9a0/s320/monopoly05" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWalGlmsI/AAAAAAAABDU/h9RnGl9XZu0/s1600-h/monopoly04"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450857938638183106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWalGlmsI/AAAAAAAABDU/h9RnGl9XZu0/s320/monopoly04" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWaaVgcJI/AAAAAAAABDM/XBwYsGZhihc/s1600-h/monopoly03"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450857935747969170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWaaVgcJI/AAAAAAAABDM/XBwYsGZhihc/s320/monopoly03" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWYlPIxAI/AAAAAAAABC8/ob9z6LP50_8/s1600-h/monopoly01"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450857904314303490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWYlPIxAI/AAAAAAAABC8/ob9z6LP50_8/s320/monopoly01" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450857919634806578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWZeT1FzI/AAAAAAAABDE/ppgOqkf68Kk/s320/monopoly02" border="0" /&gt;JieJie was cursing me to go to jail.. And I did when there twice.. I was really lucky and kept getting money.. We realised JiaJin has a routine everytime she passes 'GO'.. First, she will pay income tax.. Next, she will pay me money because she landed on my property.. And followed by paying JieJie because she landed on her property.. Haha.. &lt;div&gt;JieJie seemed to be the poorest but she had built a hotel.. When it was my turn after she built the hotel, JieJie bet that I will be the one who would land on the 'FREE PARKING' and take all the money.. And it happened!! So JieJie said loudy, " I CURSE YOU TO LAND AT MY HOTEL ON YOUR NEXT TURN".. While she was saying, JiaJin rolled the dice.. And when she finished her sentence, JiaJin landed at her hotel.. We burst into laughter and JiaJin declared bankrupt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROFLS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-6569611649355347106?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/6569611649355347106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=6569611649355347106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6569611649355347106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6569611649355347106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-out-with-jiejie-jiajin-and-yizhen.html' title='A day out with JieJie, JiaJin and YiZhen..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S6VWn2SFtrI/AAAAAAAABD0/JKupzc4v1Ek/s72-c/monopoly08' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4853001178692714590</id><published>2010-03-20T06:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T06:52:23.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Denied..</title><content type='html'>As PREDICTED.. It happened.. Access denied.. HAHAHAA.. Like as if I really cared.. It probably just shows more about what I've said is true.. Even though being denied, I still have comments to say.. But not all at once.. Bit by bit.. *evil grin*.. If you want me to really stop.. Then make sure he stops.. Or else it might be never ending.. Because I started it.. And he will start it AGAIN after I stop..&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god.. I sound threatening.. HAHAAA..&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to sound threatening but I'm serious.. If you really want a clean break, then make sure he is willing to stop. Because we are always willing to stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4853001178692714590?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4853001178692714590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4853001178692714590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4853001178692714590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4853001178692714590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-denied.html' title='Being Denied..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-9045458357506598391</id><published>2010-03-17T06:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:06:25.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiotic..</title><content type='html'>What has he done to get irritated as well? We've started it first? Nope.. I did.. So why are they the one who has to suffer from both of your idiotic-ness.. Yeah.. I'm a lousy friend.. But what has made you a better one? NOTHING.. You're far worst than me.. Lies to get people scolded. You like it? Maybe?.. I'm not even sure if I believe that you know nothing about what he is doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started it.. But he started it AGAIN.. You wanted revenge that's why you gave it to him. Saying things like "make peace" are lies. You always wanted revenge.. You're predictable.. Get influenced by small little things.. Irritated by small little things.. Vulgar will be part of your life soon.. Used as punctuations in your sentences.. Not part of your frustrations only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was my fault that you've turned out like this.. Because I had became good friends with him that time and cause disharmony in the clique and you had choosen to follow her..&lt;br /&gt;But as I think again.. It's not my fault.. Even if you had followed her, she wouldn't be much bad influence.. Because she is kind in nature.. But you're not.. You choose your own path.. Choose to get bad influences.. Choose to get revenge and make the enemy suffer worse than you.. She didn't teach you all this.. Yes, she thought you revenge.. Revenge to make the enemy suffer the same fate.. Not suffer worse than you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your family loves you.. I believe your sister thinks that you are great.. That's why she copies what you do.. Your mother loves you too.. That's why she cried when you got yourself in trouble 2years ago.. That's why she helped you kept the secret from you father.. Afraid he would hurt you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaJin was a very good friend to you.. She was always there for you when you need her.. I could still remember the scene when you were crying because he had hurt your feelings 3years ago.. She hugged you.. Tried to make you feel better.. Almost always there when you cried.. So why does she deserve to feel worried about the one she love to be threatened and might even get injured?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, please.. Ask him to stop whatever he is doing.. You wanted to change him right? But why does it seem like he is the one changing you instead?..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-9045458357506598391?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/9045458357506598391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=9045458357506598391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/9045458357506598391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/9045458357506598391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/03/idiotic.html' title='Idiotic..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-7308671153625534535</id><published>2010-03-13T06:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T06:41:58.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the last day at NCS.. Kind of sad because the people in the admin office were really nice to YannChyng and I.. Annie treated us lunch on thursday at Killiney.. 1 normal plate of veggie cost $8 at least!! I believe I ate the most since Annie kept asking us to eat more and YannChyng kept saying that she's full already.. Everyone in the admin office treated us breakfast yesterday.. MacDonalds!! I ate Big Breakfast.. YannChyng ate McGriddles.. Jenny gave us one piece of her Pancake and a small portion of eggs.. YannChyng added alot of syrup on the pancake and dipped each piece of pancake that she was going to eat into the syrup!! She seriously liked the syrup alot.. Anyway.. After eating 1 hurshbrown, half a pancake with lots of syrup and half a small protion of egg.. YannChyng's stomach was full.. Amazing right?!.. She save her burger for lunch.. And after eating it for lunch.. She said that she'll eat McGriddles again the next time she eat breakfast at MacDonalds.. Haha.. She used to always eat pancakes.. Uncle Png gave us each a SCS toy truck.. I like it! Lols.. Around 5pm+, YannChyng and I started taking photos.. We took photo with everyone that is in the office.. Including Michael(the boss).. YannChyng wasn't very sure about taking photo with him at first but I told it would be sad if we don't.. So we did!! I'll post the pictures when I get them from YannChyng..&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-7308671153625534535?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/7308671153625534535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=7308671153625534535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7308671153625534535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7308671153625534535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-day.html' title='Last Day..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-2263763974782394301</id><published>2010-03-10T06:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T07:01:38.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day Of Work On Friday..</title><content type='html'>I don't know if Friday would be a nice and happy day.. Something to expect.. We might get blamed for not completing the "excercise". I thought we were hired to HELP her.. Not do everything ourselves.. Anyway, all she does is push her job and push the blame.. But there's something to learn.. If you always just push your job to someone else.. You'll have lesser jobs to do!! But that's the irresponsible way.. Other people has their own jobs to do as well.. Not only you! I remembered you once said very angrily in chinese.. "They are busy means they don't have to do my things is it?!!".. Since you know it's your things.. You should do it yourself!.. If you need help.. You should sincerely ask them for help and I believe they will definitely help you.. There are more kind people at Bedok than HUB.. You must be polite to people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-2263763974782394301?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/2263763974782394301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=2263763974782394301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2263763974782394301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2263763974782394301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-day-of-work-on-friday.html' title='Last Day Of Work On Friday..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3239236523997121411</id><published>2010-03-05T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:51:39.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Took A Day Off For NYP Enrolment..</title><content type='html'>Okay.. woke up at 5am+.. Went to NYP website to do the online enrolment.. Struggled between Tuition Fee Loan and CPF loan.. Okay.. Finally decided.. Went to UOB bank next.. Paid the fee.. Met SeeYu in the bank and MengHwee outside.. After that, WhiteSands to get passport size photo.. Ate lunch!! And last stop is medical checkup.. No needles!! Yay!! Lol.. First was the physical checkup.. Didn't consume enough water so the nurse asked me to go back to her after drinking loads of water and my last stop.. 2nd stop was the Chest X-ray.. It was super fast.. Haha.. Last stop was to consult the doctor.. All the doctor did was hear my lungs and asked me afew questions like if I had any operations before.. Went around with Dad to look for a water dispenser.. Drank EIGHT cups of water.. Waited for more than 10minutes.. Didn't feel urgent at all!! Anyway, went back to the nurse and got the test done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home 10 minutes ago.. Shucks.. Got to go to the toilet now.. Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3239236523997121411?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3239236523997121411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3239236523997121411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3239236523997121411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3239236523997121411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/03/took-day-off-for-nyp-enrolment.html' title='Took A Day Off For NYP Enrolment..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-7115315587773767740</id><published>2010-03-04T06:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T06:46:42.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17th Birthday.. Lots of Thanks..</title><content type='html'>3days ago was my birthday..&lt;br /&gt;By SMS..&lt;br /&gt;Juyao wished me Happy Birthday after 12midnight.. Thank You..&lt;br /&gt;Followed by AikWei, after 1am+.. Thank You..&lt;br /&gt;Up next at 6am+ was Sharry and MengHwee.. Thank You..&lt;br /&gt;JieJie woke up and didn't wished me Happy Birthday.. BUT.. Kept telling me it's my birthday and I am me on a birthday.. Lols.. Thank You..&lt;br /&gt;And then it was Tinghui! Thank You..&lt;br /&gt;Followed by YannChyng who wished me Happy Birthday a few times and said that I was suppose to reply "it's not my birthday yet.." instead of "thank you".. Haha.. Thank You..&lt;br /&gt;JiaJin.. Thank You..&lt;br /&gt;And then Yizhen.. Thank You..&lt;br /&gt;Daniel.. Thank You..&lt;br /&gt;Jessileen.. Thank You..&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. Elaine!.. Thank You..&lt;br /&gt;Then it was ErJie.. Thank You.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Facebook..&lt;br /&gt;Joyce, Suzie, YeeLing , Patrick, Jessileen again, May, MeiHua, Janice, Ben and Chea Ming.. Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;LOLs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. Thank You Grace?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who asked if they were the first to wish me happy birthday.. Next time try exactly at 12 midnight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-7115315587773767740?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/7115315587773767740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=7115315587773767740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7115315587773767740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7115315587773767740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/03/17th-birthday-lots-of-thanks.html' title='17th Birthday.. Lots of Thanks..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4108064648924843659</id><published>2010-02-25T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:26:42.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Lying..</title><content type='html'>LIES!! Stop decieving yourself.. I'm sick of it! What I said was obviously the truth.. Both the same! SAME I TELL YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;Lols.. Okay.. I'm calm.. I know god is watching me.. That's why we ended up in different places..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. They are lies.. Lies to make things sounds nice to me..&lt;br /&gt;Starting.. I thought I was just being mean.. I thought that I was thinking too much.. But guess what.. What I thought was true!! Stop trying to make it sound nice.. Hey! Don't blame me for being so mean.. Because.. Everything is not real.. Don't want to make more conflict out of this.. But.. I can't help thinking that you're treating me like this and expect me to appreciate everything.. NO WAY!! I don't know if you really did not notice or you simply do not care..&lt;br /&gt;The more I think about it.. The more angry I get.. I feel like telling millions of people about it and believe that I might feel better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rofls..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4108064648924843659?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4108064648924843659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4108064648924843659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4108064648924843659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4108064648924843659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/02/stop-lying.html' title='Stop Lying..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-2017459251545108848</id><published>2010-02-24T06:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T06:35:09.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They are just memories..</title><content type='html'>Went to see the &lt;a href="http://tree-ee-too-08.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://tree-ee-too-08.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://freshmaker-4e2.ning.com/"&gt;http://freshmaker-4e2.ning.com/&lt;/a&gt; .. I guess.. No more E2s would go in to these two website anymore.. Never thought that we were united.. Because we weren't.. Mocking of each other.. We work manly in cliques.. Not as a class.. Not till we start playing games and got seperated with our cliques..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I missed secondary school life already.. I'm always excited about PE.. 2.4!!.. Excited about recess because of food.. Looking forward to art lessons since there's more freedom.. Enjoyed laughing at the nonsense some of the guys did.. I missed Enterprise Club.. Looked forward to go for CO and get all tired.. Above all.. I missed meeting my friends in school and doing things together..&lt;br /&gt;I knew this would happen.. Nothing stays long.. Not for me at least.. I'm not sure if I'll still stay in contact with JiaJin once we get new friends and gets busy in Poly.. Wonder if she'll still remember to invite me to her wedding in the future.. ROFLs.. Wonder if AhMa would make better friends to share her secrets with.. Wonder if Elaine would make any boyfriend and stop making me feel embarrass by calling me "laopo" infront of some people.. Oh! Daniel!! Ahh.. Give up on him.. He probably will forget us once he makes new friends..&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-2017459251545108848?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/2017459251545108848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=2017459251545108848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2017459251545108848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2017459251545108848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/02/they-are-just-memories.html' title='They are just memories..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3937912065370297179</id><published>2010-02-19T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:48:01.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed the photo</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I going to my friends' house to bai nian!! Yay.. It's going to 11pm!!! Was "planning" where to go and what time to meet tomorrow.. It looks more like chatting than planning.. Haha.. Hope nothing much happens tomorrow.. Erm.. Yar.. Hope not.. It would be fun if some things happens.. But it's New Year!!! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya!!!! I just changed the photo.. I like this one better!! Haha.. I took it today.. At office.. LOLS.. YannChyng took half day.. We thought that there would be enough things to keep me occupied after she left.. But I took less den an hour to complete the things!! So I decided to take some photos.. Rofls.. Can't aim properly.. Soo... The photo doesn't have the whole head.. I was trying to use the laptop to block my handphone so no one in the office knows that I taking photo of myself.. My hair is still short.. But I managed to tie it up with a rubber band and 4 clips.. Haha.. I still think that I look nicer with my hair tied up.. The lights in the office are so bright that it made me look more fair and no pimples!!&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3937912065370297179?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3937912065370297179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3937912065370297179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3937912065370297179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3937912065370297179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/02/changed-photo.html' title='Changed the photo'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-770022648634055611</id><published>2010-02-17T06:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:03:33.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIsting..</title><content type='html'>Monday, I thought it will not be a very nice day since I was told at the last minute that I might only get to visit 1 house.. And yeah.. I visited 1 only.. But my mother helped me Bai Nian.. So I still got AngPaos even though I did not go Bai Nian myself.. After delivering the buffet, My father and I went home to get the pot of soup and the chicken that he had prepared in the morning and set off to Dajie's house for dinner.. KimPoh was at Dajie's house too!! KimPoh, DaJie, ErJie and Sara JieJie were playing mahjong!! I took over ErJie's seat and soon after, ErJie took over DaJie's seat as she was helping out at the kitchen. I won the round but I thought it wasn't a real win since ErJie played the first half of it.. The next round, Erjie won.. Haha.. And the following round I won!! YAY!!! HanHan was really busy walking around and things from 1 place to another. Lol.. I was the first to finish dinner and I played with HanHan.. He was walking round and round and round since the kitchen has 2 exits.. He was obviously tired and walked into the wall twice.. Luckily he did not bang his head against the wall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, me, my mother and Sara JieJie went to Aunt Sharon's house.. Sara JieJie and I thought we would be bored at first, but at the end it turned out not that bad.. Told Grace and Joyce the MuaJi joke that YannChyng told me.. They laughed!! But it wasn't because of the joke.. It was because I laughed at the joke though it was suppose to be a cold one.. Grace's reaction towards the joke was really funny..&lt;br /&gt;"...................."&lt;br /&gt;S: "And 1 day.. They were FINALLY seperated!!"&lt;br /&gt;G:"YAY"&lt;br /&gt;S: "They were SO happy and they said, "high five!!" to each other.."&lt;br /&gt;G:"Oh.."&lt;br /&gt;Rofls..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we played mahjong after lunch.. Joyce was the winning one since she knew how to play.. May was just keeping alot of things(according to Grace). But I won ONE round!! The last round...&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-770022648634055611?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/770022648634055611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=770022648634055611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/770022648634055611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/770022648634055611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/02/visting.html' title='VIsting..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-5217487740832780433</id><published>2010-02-14T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:20:19.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year and Happy Valentines' Day</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!! And Happy Valentines' Day!! Hahaa.. Okay.. Did not went to visit relatives today but instead, I went to send buffet with my father.. Haha.. Received 3 angpaos.. Hehe.. But hurt my finger when I lifted the wooden table while setting up for the third buffet that my father had to sent. The small piece of wood was stuck in my finger at first, luckily I managed to get it out with the help of the customer.. Lol.. It was not painful when the thing got stuck in till the customer tried to get it out for me with a needle.. Well, at least it got out at the end right? Lols.. Erjie, Alex GorGor, Sara JieJie and my mother went to watch the Percy Jackson and The Lightening Theif. My mother told me it's interesting. Haha.. Anyway, Tomorrow, I'm just going to visit 2 relatives.. My father wants me to go deliver buffet with him again straight after the 2 visits.. Hey! How am I suppose to help if I'm planning to wear a dress and shoes with high heels?!! He didn't ask for my opinion at all.. Zzz.. That means I have to bring exrta clothing and slipper out to change.. Sigh.. On the account of the 3 angpaos I get today, I shall live with it! Lols.. If I didn't get the 3 angpaos from strangers, I probably would protest on going with him tomorrow.. I am AngPao minded!!&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-5217487740832780433?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/5217487740832780433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=5217487740832780433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5217487740832780433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5217487740832780433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-new-year-and-happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy New Year and Happy Valentines&apos; Day'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3947811801112970206</id><published>2010-02-10T06:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T05:06:47.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIssed it..</title><content type='html'>Chinese Lunar New Year is coming.. Finished shopping for my clothes and my third sister's as well. Suzie's birthday is on the first day one the Lunar New Year and Valentines' Day as well.. The gang celebrated her birthday last Saterday.. And.. I didn't turn up.. 1st SMS from Jessileen about the celebrating event was said to go to Kbox.. Come on! Since when have I turned up to go Kbox with them?!! But anyway, I ignored the SMS.. LOL.. 2nd SMS recived a day before the day of the celebration.. It says that dinner at 7pm meet at E!Hub.. I ignored it again.. ROFLs.. Okay.. That wasn't detailed enough to tell me that they are not going to Kbox anymore.. Well, read it in Sharry's blog that they when to eat something "HORRIBLE".. So I guess I was lucky that I didn't turn up? Lol.. Aye.. Doesn't matter if I turned up or not.. I don't feel that I'm that close to them anymore.. Too little communication I guess.. Or it's just because that I'm changing again.. I don't know.. Doesn't feel the same as the past.. Doesn't feel good.. But one thing is for sure that felt the same.. The same feeling of being left out when I was in Secondary2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!! Talked on the phone with TingHui 2days ago.. Felt good.. Although we only hang around in school since she was always busy at home (asked her out, 9 out of 10 times were turned down).. ROFLs.. Can't blame her, she have siblings to take care of.. Wish her all the best for 2010.. And more for the rest her life.. Lol.. I hope I could meet better friends.. Oh! Already made one.. YannChyng! Lol.. But, we probably would stop contacting each other after we stopped working at NCS.. We are from 2 different worlds brought to work together at NCS.. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. I think I'll miss TingHui's silly thoughts.. Always cheered me up no matter what happens..&lt;br /&gt;And Daniel's idiotic-ness(don't know if there is such word).. Dumb enough to make you SO angry that you would want to whack him.&lt;br /&gt;Elaine's silly talks..&lt;br /&gt;Eg. E: Stella, (chinese) I can't get married le lah...&lt;br /&gt;S: Why?..&lt;br /&gt;E: (chinese) I've become darker...&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3947811801112970206?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3947811801112970206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3947811801112970206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3947811801112970206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3947811801112970206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/02/missed-it.html' title='MIssed it..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-8291868278280052617</id><published>2010-02-05T05:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T09:04:52.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Specific One..</title><content type='html'>This post is for 1 specific person to read but I shall not say who.&lt;br /&gt;To the specific one: If you read this post and don't ask me to confirm if this post is meant for you to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Stop complaining about every single thing that he can do and that your parents CAN'T! What about all the things your parents CAN do but he cant? You feel that your mother didn't give you enough freedom, then have you thought about how your mother feels being stuck at home to take care of you and do housework EVERYDAY ever since you were born!! You have chances to go out and play with your friends. Then what about your mother? She can't live 1 minute without any worries. Afraid that you would get hurt when you go out to play. Afriad that you would mix with people whom you shouldn't mix with. Afraid you might get yourself into trouble. Afraid that you would get kidnapped or WORSE.. Afraid that you would get yourself lots of regrets in your life later on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents for example, my father feels that my friends are affecting my studies, affecting the way I think because I'll get influenced by them when I spend most of the time with them. So, he disallow me to go out sometimes. Yup, I felt that it was unreasonable.. He might just want me to stay home and keep him company. He might just want me to stay home so that he don't have to worry so much. Who knows? Only him. But he is still showing concern afterall. Yeah.. I complained and all.. Because if I don't, I won't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True.. Your parents can't 100% understand you. NEITHER CAN HE!! People change at a different point of time. But even if you'd changed, your parents would still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably have just the same amount of freedom that you have.. Or maybe lesser.. I feel that I've been living my secondary school life like a primary school kid.. Always reaching home before 6pm. But guess what.. When I was in primary school.. I always reached home before 7pm!!&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-8291868278280052617?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/8291868278280052617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=8291868278280052617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/8291868278280052617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/8291868278280052617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/02/specific-one.html' title='The Specific One..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-5796648958124148220</id><published>2010-02-04T06:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T05:05:59.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently at work..</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday was the first time YannChyng and I went to NCS HUB.. I missed the bus 89 and so, I decided to take bus 17 or bus 3 to WhiteSands Interchange and change to bus 88.. I sent a SMS to YannChyng and told her i missed the bus and most probably would be late (we were going to meet each other at the bus stop outside NCS HUB before going in).. Reached Punggol Road and alighted, crossed over the overhead-bridge and ran for the bus 86.. Found sits and YannChyng replied, said she missed her bus too!! LOL.. After like probably 10mins from her last SMS.. She sent me another, saying that she boarded the bus and the driver was driving really fast and might not be late afterall.. But anyway, I still reached before her and I wasn't late!! Hehe.. She said the bus kept turning and she almost lost track of where she was.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCS was cool.. There's an Arcade there!!! EveJieJie and the "gang" brought us there after eating lunch.. Fine.. The only thing I liked about HUB was the Arcade.. HAHA.. Reached home and told ErJie the story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, I was earlier!! Haha.. Anyway, Evelyn wasn't around in the morning and she didn't inform us!! We had nothing to do since we were not familiar there.. Went to ErJie's desk to TAKE more food(she said I could finish ALL her bisciuts).. Hehe.. While YannChyng was looking through the file, she saw "YC" and said it was her name.. After some thought, I started giggling and whispered to her, "Yummy Cake".. Lol.. She didn't understand.. So, I told her that YannChyng is Yummy Cake.. And she said, "Huh?" LOLs!!! Since she said before that she needs to see the spelling of words to know if they are spelt correctly, I wrote the word in pencil on a piece of paper.. She laughed and decided to think of a name for me as well.. She thought for probably 30sec?? She started laughing and laughing.. She told me it sounded mean.. But I insisted tat she tells me.. I was anxious to know what she had thought of.. And she said, "Sticky Plaster".. LOLs.. She told me that the first thing she thought of was the plaster on her feet since my sir name started with 'P'.. And.. Erm.. Plasters are sticky.. Rofls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday!! Last day at HUB for the week! YannChyng brought a bigger bag to work. Why? Because she had to bring the laptop, file and tags home so that she could bring it back to Bedok on Friday since I've decided to take leave on Friday.. Muahahaha.. Anyway, we left HUB without noticing that I've left tags from 2 centres in my shirt's pockets.. I didn't remember tell YannChyng Sent me an SMS asking if I had the tags with me since she can't find it.. LOL.. It was lucky that I have not dumped my clothes in the washing machine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-5796648958124148220?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/5796648958124148220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=5796648958124148220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5796648958124148220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5796648958124148220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/02/recently-at-work.html' title='Recently at work..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-6928948448853326970</id><published>2010-01-20T20:26:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:26:46.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Of The Cups That Fought..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Story Of The Two Cups In the Office..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b32sqn3mI/AAAAAAAABB0/5O3d6DTr1As/s1600-h/IMG0171A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428798919916641890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b32sqn3mI/AAAAAAAABB0/5O3d6DTr1As/s200/IMG0171A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BlueSpoon and GreenSpoon were very good friends.&lt;br /&gt;They both loved theirs caps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b32U8qzaI/AAAAAAAABBs/nUMq44OXZtE/s1600-h/IMG0172A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428798913549880738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b32U8qzaI/AAAAAAAABBs/nUMq44OXZtE/s200/IMG0172A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One fine day in the office, GreenSpoon dropped it's cap and BlueSpoon just happened to stepped on it without noticing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b32bIHiEI/AAAAAAAABBk/lwcw_16ZHA4/s1600-h/IMG0173A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428798915208513602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b32bIHiEI/AAAAAAAABBk/lwcw_16ZHA4/s200/IMG0173A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GreenSpoon was furious.. However, BlueSpoon thought that he merely just stepped on GreenSpoon's cap without noticing and there is nothing to be angry about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b3uroX3QI/AAAAAAAABBc/4Imll1cElBA/s1600-h/IMG0174A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428798782199815426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b3uroX3QI/AAAAAAAABBc/4Imll1cElBA/s200/IMG0174A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The both of them raised their spoons and started fighting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b3uS5UpGI/AAAAAAAABBU/QdKXH234L7E/s1600-h/IMG0175A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428798775560021090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b3uS5UpGI/AAAAAAAABBU/QdKXH234L7E/s200/IMG0175A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their spoons dropped and both were hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b3uMSA3bI/AAAAAAAABBM/jSIqoe7fLXY/s1600-h/IMG0176A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428798773784534450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b3uMSA3bI/AAAAAAAABBM/jSIqoe7fLXY/s200/IMG0176A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They refused to stop fighting and they took out their guns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b3tzoR1DI/AAAAAAAABBE/wKvEuA4qO5w/s1600-h/IMG0179A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428798767167034418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b3tzoR1DI/AAAAAAAABBE/wKvEuA4qO5w/s200/IMG0179A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"BANG!!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;GreenSpoon was shot.. And died..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428807252099713026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b_bsd3yAI/AAAAAAAABB8/Wo76O0RjH5A/s200/IMG0180A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Credits..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Smiley Face 1.. ..Smiley Face 2.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  ..Shock Face..     ..Puzzled Face..&lt;br /&gt;     ..Angry Face..    ..Pissed-off Face.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..Firey-eyes Face..  ..Injured Face..&lt;br /&gt;     ..Brave Face..      ..Cunning Face.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..Died Face..          ..Evil Face.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..Yann Chyng..      .. Stella..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-6928948448853326970?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/6928948448853326970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=6928948448853326970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6928948448853326970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6928948448853326970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/01/story-of-cups-that-fought.html' title='Story Of The Cups That Fought..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/S1b32sqn3mI/AAAAAAAABB0/5O3d6DTr1As/s72-c/IMG0171A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-952028475924533878</id><published>2010-01-16T07:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T08:11:36.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'O' Level Result Slip..</title><content type='html'>Yup.. Did really badly for my 'O' Levels.. The score came out worse than I expected.. But I can't do much things right now, can I?.. "Just pray hard.." That's all I can say.. Decided to go for Machatronics.. Biomedical?.. Sounds interesting.. Difficult?.. Yar.. Of course!! Nothing is easy.. Even if I get into a course which doesn't require me to remember formulae like maths and physics, I still have to remember other things like what I'm suppose to do when certain things happens. If I remembered wrongly, I may get into big trouble too!! So... Just work hard!! JieJie is right! Face what you have to face. Don't run away from it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I left the office happily without noticing that I had left my handphone in the office and I was really certain that I did not lock my drawer(handphone inside). I realised that my handphone wasn't with me when I boarded the Bus17.. Started to panic abit..&lt;br /&gt;When the bus reached the first bus-stop outside the interchange, I wanted to pretend that I had forgotten about my handphone till I get home. But on the 2nd bus-stop, I got off the bus and ran to the bus-stop at the opposite side of the road to take a bus back to the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;1st worry on my mind was, "I've just missed a bus.. Do I have to wait for 15mins for the next one to come?" It'll be too slow if I really had to wait for 15mins.. I thought of running back to the interchange instead but I can't run with the slipper that I was wearing at that time.. I might fall and sprain my ankle.. Well, the bus came within 15mins..&lt;br /&gt;2nd worry on my mind.. "Is there shuttle bus service to NCS at this time?" If there is no more shuttle bus service, I have to run all the way there which is really far.. I decided to wait awhile to see if the shuttle bus will come.. And it came within 5mins of waiting..&lt;br /&gt;Last worry on my mind was.. "Is there anyone left in the office?" I couldn't get into the office with my pass as it was after working hours.. But I was once again lucky.. The boss was still in the office.. This is the 2nd time he opened the door for me.. After I got my handphone and locked my drawer, I rushed back out to board the shuttle bus before it leaves to get back to the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I believed that I wasn't just plain lucky.. God was helping me.. I'm quite certain..&lt;br /&gt;I don't have alot of luck..&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-952028475924533878?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/952028475924533878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=952028475924533878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/952028475924533878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/952028475924533878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-level-result-slip.html' title='&apos;O&apos; Level Result Slip..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-705942150012915050</id><published>2009-12-29T19:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:31:32.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another boring day at work..</title><content type='html'>Today, Annie took half day off. Before she left, she told us where we can go after lunch. However, we couldn't find the person that we need to find.. We called the guy afew time before giving up.. Haha.. Oh ya.. We drew an alien and named it Lapi.. Lols.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420626850285810466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SznvZo868yI/AAAAAAAAA_M/sG-eb5MoSnk/s320/IMG0096A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420626852689393650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SznvZx5-t_I/AAAAAAAAA_U/lHW2W6in_OU/s320/IMG0092A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420626858186230338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SznvaGYhykI/AAAAAAAAA_c/60u1BJNy0yM/s320/IMG0099A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420626863421963474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SznvaZ40vNI/AAAAAAAAA_k/eHqw09X71lw/s320/IMG0100A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We also ate alot of snack today.. I believe we wouldn't eat so much if she didn't say that she was going on a diet.. =x&lt;br /&gt;ROFLS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-705942150012915050?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/705942150012915050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=705942150012915050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/705942150012915050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/705942150012915050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-boring-day-at-work.html' title='Another boring day at work..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SznvZo868yI/AAAAAAAAA_M/sG-eb5MoSnk/s72-c/IMG0096A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-2088371935458859372</id><published>2009-12-27T16:46:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T18:12:44.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went to GIANT..</title><content type='html'>I went to GIANT with my mother and third sister today.. We started taking photos when we saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcqbgs-lBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/BBg65T7UGag/s1600-h/58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419847328687100946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcqbgs-lBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/BBg65T7UGag/s320/58.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqbbZdAwI/AAAAAAAAA-8/nCV9tnN2cWY/s1600-h/57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419847327263032066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqbbZdAwI/AAAAAAAAA-8/nCV9tnN2cWY/s320/57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols.. If you don't see what we saw, then.. Too bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcqa6nia8I/AAAAAAAAA-0/cMHl2FKmKdw/s1600-h/56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419847318463736770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcqa6nia8I/AAAAAAAAA-0/cMHl2FKmKdw/s320/56.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother taking the ham..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqRvEaDrI/AAAAAAAAA-s/GR0fVMyY0Rc/s1600-h/55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419847160744775346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqRvEaDrI/AAAAAAAAA-s/GR0fVMyY0Rc/s320/55.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look!! She found a big chicken!! She say it's heavy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqRXLC9KI/AAAAAAAAA-k/YaSn2wVdqt8/s1600-h/54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419847154330170530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqRXLC9KI/AAAAAAAAA-k/YaSn2wVdqt8/s320/54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqQ6VPCfI/AAAAAAAAA-c/QnxpdBkH11M/s1600-h/53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419847146588277234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqQ6VPCfI/AAAAAAAAA-c/QnxpdBkH11M/s320/53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqQqJejQI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Ys45wiDdlZw/s1600-h/52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419847142243994882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqQqJejQI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Ys45wiDdlZw/s320/52.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqQTLsQ_I/AAAAAAAAA-M/xQQTsgrB7Ng/s1600-h/51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419847136079266802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqQTLsQ_I/AAAAAAAAA-M/xQQTsgrB7Ng/s320/51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqEa12SsI/AAAAAAAAA98/Z58Hj-Bk4g8/s1600-h/49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846931976702658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqEa12SsI/AAAAAAAAA98/Z58Hj-Bk4g8/s320/49.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846922481560498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqD3eB67I/AAAAAAAAA9s/Kl1TdpMXHXM/s320/47.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahhh!! I became ugly!!! LOLs..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqDjHQYOI/AAAAAAAAA9k/zIzvkrSPQvY/s1600-h/46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846917017329890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqDjHQYOI/AAAAAAAAA9k/zIzvkrSPQvY/s320/46.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcp14_b12I/AAAAAAAAA9c/2ElCHZUjjGQ/s1600-h/45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846682371938146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcp14_b12I/AAAAAAAAA9c/2ElCHZUjjGQ/s320/45.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcp1p9fe-I/AAAAAAAAA9U/X2tj5azJvVM/s1600-h/44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846678337256418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcp1p9fe-I/AAAAAAAAA9U/X2tj5azJvVM/s320/44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcp1ejDnZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/-POMIPEdHu4/s1600-h/43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846675273588114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcp1ejDnZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/-POMIPEdHu4/s320/43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcp0zOK1RI/AAAAAAAAA9E/sA39htjnRAA/s1600-h/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846663643256082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcp0zOK1RI/AAAAAAAAA9E/sA39htjnRAA/s320/42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcp0nEHNuI/AAAAAAAAA88/0qBLv-U-EY8/s1600-h/41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846660379850466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcp0nEHNuI/AAAAAAAAA88/0qBLv-U-EY8/s320/41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcpq7FPFGI/AAAAAAAAA80/g4RbhIv7q7E/s1600-h/40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846493954577506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcpq7FPFGI/AAAAAAAAA80/g4RbhIv7q7E/s320/40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcpqn_ESUI/AAAAAAAAA8s/4f7JQIzYuoo/s1600-h/39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846488828430658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcpqn_ESUI/AAAAAAAAA8s/4f7JQIzYuoo/s320/39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpqZS9GBI/AAAAAAAAA8k/rtcxeKSMinE/s1600-h/38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846484885313554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpqZS9GBI/AAAAAAAAA8k/rtcxeKSMinE/s320/38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpqK4mZoI/AAAAAAAAA8c/jhlLe942mKI/s1600-h/37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846481016678018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpqK4mZoI/AAAAAAAAA8c/jhlLe942mKI/s320/37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcpp8XHDZI/AAAAAAAAA8U/OVvqN5hz7yU/s1600-h/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846477118115218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcpp8XHDZI/AAAAAAAAA8U/OVvqN5hz7yU/s320/36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846928835746098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqEPI_GTI/AAAAAAAAA90/rDPh_V5nAQU/s320/48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpWoehMvI/AAAAAAAAA8M/v7rQ49unNCc/s1600-h/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846145362965234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpWoehMvI/AAAAAAAAA8M/v7rQ49unNCc/s320/35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpWagcveI/AAAAAAAAA8E/bZt2ZcM1B1s/s1600-h/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846141612965346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpWagcveI/AAAAAAAAA8E/bZt2ZcM1B1s/s320/34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpV7x4wDI/AAAAAAAAA78/Tttxfiq02KQ/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846133364604978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpV7x4wDI/AAAAAAAAA78/Tttxfiq02KQ/s320/33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpVYKw2uI/AAAAAAAAA7s/FJ7Pm5m3RfE/s1600-h/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846123805268706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpVYKw2uI/AAAAAAAAA7s/FJ7Pm5m3RfE/s320/31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpDLwIP6I/AAAAAAAAA7k/-Ltc1jy2wtI/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419845811234684834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpDLwIP6I/AAAAAAAAA7k/-Ltc1jy2wtI/s320/30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpCwFdtJI/AAAAAAAAA7c/fMqCDNYaDdQ/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419845803807978642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpCwFdtJI/AAAAAAAAA7c/fMqCDNYaDdQ/s320/29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpCxhJgiI/AAAAAAAAA7U/79YcU77VFHM/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419845804192530978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpCxhJgiI/AAAAAAAAA7U/79YcU77VFHM/s320/28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419846940088107954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcqE5Dwg7I/AAAAAAAAA-E/Fs3F7a6k1FM/s320/50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpCuVkVvI/AAAAAAAAA7M/sd5kzL9mfhY/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419845803338651378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpCuVkVvI/AAAAAAAAA7M/sd5kzL9mfhY/s320/27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpCPmQDSI/AAAAAAAAA7E/5diMle2u_uw/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419845795087125794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcpCPmQDSI/AAAAAAAAA7E/5diMle2u_uw/s320/26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoQswM5zI/AAAAAAAAA68/6UfRWke6dBo/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844943920031538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoQswM5zI/AAAAAAAAA68/6UfRWke6dBo/s320/25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoQK6Y9lI/AAAAAAAAA60/qjB_4FjEDVI/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844934835959378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoQK6Y9lI/AAAAAAAAA60/qjB_4FjEDVI/s320/24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoP03v05I/AAAAAAAAA6s/4qqBXBVrxSM/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844928919294866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoP03v05I/AAAAAAAAA6s/4qqBXBVrxSM/s320/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoPIf0fWI/AAAAAAAAA6c/bWjWBFS969I/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844917007777122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoPIf0fWI/AAAAAAAAA6c/bWjWBFS969I/s320/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoFGquvAI/AAAAAAAAA6U/RcDdKdAh0NA/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844744717974530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoFGquvAI/AAAAAAAAA6U/RcDdKdAh0NA/s320/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoE8SlkfI/AAAAAAAAA6M/jXTlR6quzZQ/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844741932356082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoE8SlkfI/AAAAAAAAA6M/jXTlR6quzZQ/s320/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoEuBesDI/AAAAAAAAA6E/r1J2wzLhXoo/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844738102505522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoEuBesDI/AAAAAAAAA6E/r1J2wzLhXoo/s320/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoEe78fLI/AAAAAAAAA58/rFm3dIsu1Xw/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844734052760754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoEe78fLI/AAAAAAAAA58/rFm3dIsu1Xw/s320/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844922299567874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoPcNezwI/AAAAAAAAA6k/kTPv24FIis8/s320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoEKzmwmI/AAAAAAAAA50/2egPUOY3x6k/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844728649073250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcoEKzmwmI/AAAAAAAAA50/2egPUOY3x6k/s320/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcn6ur0N6I/AAAAAAAAA5s/IecpW16qEHI/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844566481385378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcn6ur0N6I/AAAAAAAAA5s/IecpW16qEHI/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcn5-C1t4I/AAAAAAAAA5c/YYUlmMyOLbQ/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844553424615298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcn5-C1t4I/AAAAAAAAA5c/YYUlmMyOLbQ/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcn5oaj-zI/AAAAAAAAA5U/cXBAtE_u8fI/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844547618536242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcn5oaj-zI/AAAAAAAAA5U/cXBAtE_u8fI/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcn5e0G3nI/AAAAAAAAA5M/xW90NuBFBlM/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844545041325682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcn5e0G3nI/AAAAAAAAA5M/xW90NuBFBlM/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcnwt3htWI/AAAAAAAAA5E/wnntApFByWo/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844394463376738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcnwt3htWI/AAAAAAAAA5E/wnntApFByWo/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcnwYF84nI/AAAAAAAAA48/nEoyH6amYiU/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844388618297970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcnwYF84nI/AAAAAAAAA48/nEoyH6amYiU/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speak no evil!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcnwKSVbnI/AAAAAAAAA40/H2GJQlHo7h8/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844384912141938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcnwKSVbnI/AAAAAAAAA40/H2GJQlHo7h8/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See no evil!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcnvzP0NwI/AAAAAAAAA4s/LUfH5N9XRuA/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844378727560962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcnvzP0NwI/AAAAAAAAA4s/LUfH5N9XRuA/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey! She's already wearing ear piece!! She can't hear!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcnvs4TpmI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ZdZLLXhWk50/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844377018345058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcnvs4TpmI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ZdZLLXhWk50/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcniJYcLUI/AAAAAAAAA4c/nhJ3_OvZj2E/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844144151145794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcniJYcLUI/AAAAAAAAA4c/nhJ3_OvZj2E/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcnh7K0oYI/AAAAAAAAA4U/vlX8hS0NNVg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844140335931778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcnh7K0oYI/AAAAAAAAA4U/vlX8hS0NNVg/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcnhUv87cI/AAAAAAAAA4E/Ggi2eMkWObE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844130022682050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcnhUv87cI/AAAAAAAAA4E/Ggi2eMkWObE/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcnhKHkDdI/AAAAAAAAA38/LTEx-j4idjM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419844127168925138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SzcnhKHkDdI/AAAAAAAAA38/LTEx-j4idjM/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mother fell asleep on the bus back to Pasir Ris.. Sooooo... I decided to take photo of her..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ROFLs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-2088371935458859372?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/2088371935458859372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=2088371935458859372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2088371935458859372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2088371935458859372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/12/went-to-giant.html' title='Went to GIANT..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Szcqbgs-lBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/BBg65T7UGag/s72-c/58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-9114653606963485535</id><published>2009-12-20T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T14:28:06.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found a job..</title><content type='html'>Been working at NCS as a temp staff for a week. On the first day of work, a guy name Roy was suppose to be my partner. But I guess he decided not to accept this job since he had experienced it before and know how troublesome this job is. Annie, my so called guide, was really nice. She gave me a keychain for my locker key and bought me a cup so that I make my own cup of milo. I sorted the tags for the whole day since Annie do not know how to start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day of work, I do not hav much things to do since I've sorted most of the tags on the first day.. It was the most boring day.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day of work, my new partner came. She's from Duman High.. Waiting for 'A' Levels.. My first reaction when she said her school was.. "WHOAW..." Haha.. Evelyn came as well and thought us what we were suppose to do. Gave us instructions on what we were suppose to do on the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day, my partner and I went to lunch late since we do not want leave the things that we were suppose to finish before lunch half way. Came back from lunch, we saw a cup on the table that looks exactly like mine. We thought that was actually my cup. But when I look again, I realised that the colour was different!! My partner didn't notice until I told her that she should thank Annie for the cup.. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, my partner and I decided to use the drink machine. But instead of using the paper cup. We used our personal cup. There's a button with the label "Personal Cup" on top of it. We have to press that before we press for the drink that we want. I was the first to try it out. I have to do it twice so that it feels the whole cup. I pointed out the "Personal Cup" button to my partner and she pressed it. So now, her cup is half filled. She had to press the button again so that the paper cup would not drop into her personal cup. However.... She forgot, and the paper cup dropped in. I laughed till my stomach hurt because it was really funny. It didn't happen once that day.. But TWICE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth day, we were being made fun of. But we didn't mind as we laughed at it as well. Evelyn said she would be here aft lunch time but she came late. She brought us to the "BirdPark" and asked us to do more tagging. She helped us at first. Next abit ate logcake followed by making a phone call and chatting with her friends. And before leaving, Gave us instructions on what we were suppose to do on the following Monday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-9114653606963485535?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/9114653606963485535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=9114653606963485535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/9114653606963485535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/9114653606963485535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/12/found-job.html' title='Found a job..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4700773303072838548</id><published>2009-12-11T06:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T07:05:55.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the same..</title><content type='html'>Okay.. Okay.. Just accept it.. Been like that since I know you. It's just the matter of succeeding or not.. Just because you speak to me like that, I speak the same way back. Hey, there's other ways to communicate with me. Not always trying to insult me. I'm sort of tired thinking of what to say to insult you back. But I will not tolerate always being insulted by you. Each time I tried to be nice, you have to say something to make me nasty. Since you always acted like as if it will be a very good thing to stop being friends with me, from now on, I will not argue back each time you say something like you don't want to be friends with me anymore. Yeah, you have your own world, your new friends. Losing one old friend doesn't matter since you'll just get more new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the friends that I have now.. And I don't wish to be forgotten.. Even if we ended up in different schools next year, I still hope we can go out and have fun together again once in awhile..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4700773303072838548?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4700773303072838548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4700773303072838548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4700773303072838548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4700773303072838548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-same.html' title='Not the same..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-7409550240615632420</id><published>2009-11-29T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T13:57:40.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More pics..</title><content type='html'>See?!! I told you there's more pictures!! Hehe.. These are from Daniel..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SxJr47B_8yI/AAAAAAAAAaw/RrDqqIPK_TY/s1600/Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409504728088310562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SxJr47B_8yI/AAAAAAAAAaw/RrDqqIPK_TY/s400/Image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SxJr4ow02RI/AAAAAAAAAao/fDU1HbKvapk/s1600/Image2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409504723184441618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SxJr4ow02RI/AAAAAAAAAao/fDU1HbKvapk/s400/Image2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SxJr4f3jCwI/AAAAAAAAAag/W4Sm2GhJB28/s1600/Image3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409504720796715778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SxJr4f3jCwI/AAAAAAAAAag/W4Sm2GhJB28/s400/Image3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SxJr4C1iJuI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4W26cOUUXBc/s1600/Image4"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409504713003640546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SxJr4C1iJuI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4W26cOUUXBc/s400/Image4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SxJr3mbv2-I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/cbNMTIHaVj0/s1600/Image5"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409504705379294178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SxJr3mbv2-I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/cbNMTIHaVj0/s400/Image5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not sure if Daniel looks angry or sad in the last picture..&lt;br /&gt;On a second thought..&lt;br /&gt;He looks like he's going to cry.. =x&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-7409550240615632420?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/7409550240615632420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=7409550240615632420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7409550240615632420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7409550240615632420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-pics.html' title='More pics..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SxJr47B_8yI/AAAAAAAAAaw/RrDqqIPK_TY/s72-c/Image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-5736559372837283486</id><published>2009-11-20T17:47:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T18:15:46.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation NIght</title><content type='html'>I believe there's more pictures.. Just need to know who I need to get them from... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406127258153532754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZsGTDMPVI/AAAAAAAAAaI/roTirCfF6jI/s400/DSC00445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZnC1FAuFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ho6byqqBhk8/s1600/DSC00446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406121701010356306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZnC1FAuFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ho6byqqBhk8/s400/DSC00446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZnCU-jJ7I/AAAAAAAAAZo/a_HgvC7QbCw/s1600/DSC00445.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZnB5MCD2I/AAAAAAAAAZg/tiEGS-gAe_o/s1600/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406121684933676898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZnB5MCD2I/AAAAAAAAAZg/tiEGS-gAe_o/s400/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZnB4b9RHI/AAAAAAAAAZY/vM4lj51EbjU/s1600/DSC00442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406121684732036210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZnB4b9RHI/AAAAAAAAAZY/vM4lj51EbjU/s400/DSC00442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmr9sK30I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/I_8hzS535Wk/s1600/DSC00441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406121308185091906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmr9sK30I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/I_8hzS535Wk/s400/DSC00441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmroGjPEI/AAAAAAAAAZI/iN-3zhVFiBg/s1600/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406121302390160450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmroGjPEI/AAAAAAAAAZI/iN-3zhVFiBg/s400/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmrEdwpTI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Id0LjiQbitk/s1600/DSC00438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406121292823831858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmrEdwpTI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Id0LjiQbitk/s400/DSC00438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmq_2M-1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/LUEo8jSCpFE/s1600/DSC00436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406121291584174930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmq_2M-1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/LUEo8jSCpFE/s400/DSC00436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmqoxbJZI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7ZnfuxJ8odU/s1600/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406121285390116242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmqoxbJZI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7ZnfuxJ8odU/s400/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmTkismCI/AAAAAAAAAYo/cZxbb-QLyHM/s1600/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120889117612066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmTkismCI/AAAAAAAAAYo/cZxbb-QLyHM/s400/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmTVj75fI/AAAAAAAAAYg/sygdGJ00qMw/s1600/DSC00432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120885096277490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmTVj75fI/AAAAAAAAAYg/sygdGJ00qMw/s400/DSC00432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmTM-J19I/AAAAAAAAAYY/uF5t9srpqa8/s1600/DSC00431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120882790324178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmTM-J19I/AAAAAAAAAYY/uF5t9srpqa8/s400/DSC00431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmS9enK9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/CAYie-wIPO0/s1600/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120878631496658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmS9enK9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/CAYie-wIPO0/s400/DSC00428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmImiQg-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/ydEht3l9LeM/s1600/DSC00427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120700674081762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmImiQg-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/ydEht3l9LeM/s400/DSC00427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmISejotI/AAAAAAAAAX4/uUrPFzxASlY/s1600/DSC00426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120695289848530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmISejotI/AAAAAAAAAX4/uUrPFzxASlY/s400/DSC00426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmINmtrYI/AAAAAAAAAXw/FO0Q1RAOSQc/s1600/DSC00425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120693981883778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmINmtrYI/AAAAAAAAAXw/FO0Q1RAOSQc/s400/DSC00425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmHxBqPAI/AAAAAAAAAXo/5HuXrZMa2lI/s1600/DSC00424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120686310276098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmHxBqPAI/AAAAAAAAAXo/5HuXrZMa2lI/s400/DSC00424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmHv8DmiI/AAAAAAAAAXg/vx0gSzx9xoU/s1600/DSC00423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120686018337314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZmHv8DmiI/AAAAAAAAAXg/vx0gSzx9xoU/s400/DSC00423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZl8vx6FWI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iyNY-l2UlTg/s1600/DSC00422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120496997209442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZl8vx6FWI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iyNY-l2UlTg/s400/DSC00422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZl8Adl75I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7RFRB7TjcDk/s1600/DSC00421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120484295536530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZl8Adl75I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7RFRB7TjcDk/s400/DSC00421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZl77s9JYI/AAAAAAAAAXI/C2xuU41BdzU/s1600/DSC00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120483017794946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZl77s9JYI/AAAAAAAAAXI/C2xuU41BdzU/s400/DSC00420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZl7jN1piI/AAAAAAAAAXA/MtWVSoHN_mw/s1600/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120476444829218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZl7jN1piI/AAAAAAAAAXA/MtWVSoHN_mw/s400/DSC00419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZl7dK7bvI/AAAAAAAAAW4/abGmoEOelDc/s1600/DSC00418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406120474822012658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZl7dK7bvI/AAAAAAAAAW4/abGmoEOelDc/s400/DSC00418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406121888900621666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZnNxBipWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/D5EF3BXyP5U/s400/DSC00448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The End Of Graduation Night!! Signing off!! Daniel and Stella!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ROFLS!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-5736559372837283486?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/5736559372837283486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=5736559372837283486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5736559372837283486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5736559372837283486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/11/graduation-night.html' title='Graduation NIght'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SwZsGTDMPVI/AAAAAAAAAaI/roTirCfF6jI/s72-c/DSC00445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-1791826060248859178</id><published>2009-11-09T16:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:20:33.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last 'O' Level Paper..</title><content type='html'>Hooray!!.. Today is the last 'O' level paper(Science Paper1). It was quite shocking when one of the examiner that always holds on to the mike annouced.. "Alright, sec 4s and 5s you may go.." and many people went, "WOOOT!!". I believed that most of the examiners feels that students from our school are like animals from the zoo.. Haha.. But the most shocking thing was that there were students whom tore off their pocket and threw it on the school's fence and some even burnt their uniforms on the fence!! Horrible people, right?.. One of the security guard went to step on burning uniforms that fell on the grass to stop the fire.. I hope that after changing the principal, the school would have better students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's talk about something more happy.. Tomorrow is my third sister's birthday!! Yeah! I bought a present for her today and I was suppose to give it to her tomorrow morning, before she leaves for school. But she found it so I just let her have it and asked her to open it. I hope she really likes it and not like it for the sake that it was bought by me.. We chatted awhile and laughed. I heard from my mother that she was not in a good mood when she got home. But she's fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Tuesday is our graduation night! I would be looking for clothes tomorrow and the day after. WhiteSands had a shop that got me interested. But I'll be going to Bugis for a look before making the final decision.&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-1791826060248859178?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/1791826060248859178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=1791826060248859178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/1791826060248859178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/1791826060248859178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-o-level-paper.html' title='Last &apos;O&apos; Level Paper..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-8265087453261579054</id><published>2009-10-12T18:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:54:19.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'O' Level Art CourseWork..</title><content type='html'>I've took photo of Elaine's final art piece and mine as well. Elaine worked really hard for this and stayed back in school till almost 7pm+(sometiems even later) just to try and complete this as soon as possible.. Her theme is Marine Life while mine is Mask..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/StMJM92xRSI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wZAQj5LAkX8/s1600-h/Image051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391663297259980066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/StMJM92xRSI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wZAQj5LAkX8/s400/Image051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/StMJMrgiJMI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0yCjLzEYAXg/s1600-h/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391663292334875842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/StMJMrgiJMI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0yCjLzEYAXg/s400/Image050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the touch up, the lady in my art piece look old..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROFLs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-8265087453261579054?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/8265087453261579054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=8265087453261579054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/8265087453261579054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/8265087453261579054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-level-art-coursework.html' title='&apos;O&apos; Level Art CourseWork..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/StMJM92xRSI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wZAQj5LAkX8/s72-c/Image051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-85939851971009435</id><published>2009-09-25T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:07:19.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Doll Exhibition on November 28</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SryVGoaLzGI/AAAAAAAAAUg/05dgLof83vw/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385343195587267682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SryVGoaLzGI/AAAAAAAAAUg/05dgLof83vw/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Cheng San Community Club, 6 Ang Mo Kio Street 53&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singapore 569205&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tel: 6458 8222 Fax: 6458 1287&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date: 28-11-2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time 10am-5pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Organiser: Ms Jusy Teh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel free to go for a look..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROFLs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-85939851971009435?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/85939851971009435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=85939851971009435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/85939851971009435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/85939851971009435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/09/japanese-doll-exhibition-on-november-28.html' title='Japanese Doll Exhibition on November 28'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SryVGoaLzGI/AAAAAAAAAUg/05dgLof83vw/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-8423230704747320389</id><published>2009-09-07T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:48:01.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is changing fast..</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I'm still able to relax when I've not completed what I was suppose to do.. I worry at times, but the worrying doesn't last long at all. I panicked once in a awhile and I wished I would panick all the way so that I could get things done. I feel tired everyday since I dream alot. I really wish I could stop dreaming once in a while. Dreaming is a sign that I think too much. But I'm not thinking of useful things!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to Yizhen and JingMing's house to fix a puzzle. It's 1000 pieces and I took pictures for my art prelim exam!! Haha.. I'm going back to complete the puzzle and then go to school.. Oo.. DINNER!!&lt;br /&gt;RoFls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-8423230704747320389?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/8423230704747320389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=8423230704747320389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/8423230704747320389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/8423230704747320389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/09/everything-is-changing-fast.html' title='Everything is changing fast..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3240916058231107473</id><published>2009-08-16T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T16:41:11.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That feeling from 2 years ago..</title><content type='html'>That feeling came back when it shoudn't be.. Why is it that difficult?.. If it's suppose to be like that, then just accept it. I know it's different. But people change. Secondary one was great. But we'll never remain at that time. Time doesn't wait for anyone. Anyway, I've made new friends, right?.. It wouldn't be that bad.. Just afew more months and it will be different. The same feelings I had back at secondary two will be gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm going to smile like nothing is wrong..."&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3240916058231107473?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3240916058231107473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3240916058231107473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3240916058231107473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3240916058231107473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/08/that-feeling-from-2-years-ago.html' title='That feeling from 2 years ago..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-8590510610129736046</id><published>2009-08-01T14:03:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T09:02:47.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures taken during the Art Fiesta on 5th June</title><content type='html'>On 5th of June, I went to an Art Fiesta with my mother and 2 male friends, Daniel and MengHwee. The guys were there to help carry things for my mother.. HAHA.. They both took alot of photos using Daniel's camera that's why you'll see me in almost every picture.. LOLs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first reach there and set up all the things for sale and display ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365144972658434530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTS7UfHYeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/FUgAAkJ6GDM/s400/P1030434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365144990303113618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTS8WN70ZI/AAAAAAAAARA/eneAuz8GMhI/s400/P1030438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I feel that the butts look cuter.. And Daniel thought it was due to the influence of MengHwee.. HAHA..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365144999991408706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTS86TzeEI/AAAAAAAAARI/ZrfoUxHfg30/s400/P1030439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See the butterfly? It's made by me!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365144988502047714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTS8Pghu-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/qgs9cjYBJjs/s400/P1030436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365146555240183634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTUXcEAd1I/AAAAAAAAARo/gOAYDZotdEk/s400/P1030445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365146532262992082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTUWGd0WNI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Jwvi7YPWkbk/s400/P1030440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365146541424461042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTUWomFRPI/AAAAAAAAARY/9QsanvsHX_0/s400/P1030442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That Daniel likes to take photo of us when we were not posing for the camera..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365146544747022018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTUW0-PhsI/AAAAAAAAARg/rJEuac2nB6M/s400/P1030444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365147750553958290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTVdA9BN5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/r3iQxVeGkeU/s400/P1030447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My mother..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365146559053016130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTUXqRDrEI/AAAAAAAAARw/SkCYd_ND1tM/s400/P1030446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Students start to come to our booth and we became busy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365147762754624770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTVduZ4nQI/AAAAAAAAASA/xT1ukVKsnek/s400/P1030456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365147766273050722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTVd7gviGI/AAAAAAAAASI/VxEYMS4SJCc/s400/P1030461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365147772310803890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTVeSAQVbI/AAAAAAAAASQ/SziH5EgkLRk/s400/P1030462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365147777346550546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTVekw3uxI/AAAAAAAAASY/ERRlEdrT2GI/s400/P1030464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365149135430317202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTWtoBRdJI/AAAAAAAAASg/c2T2uhRqwZg/s400/P1030467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365149142282917538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTWuBjD1qI/AAAAAAAAASo/45beAWrZEJk/s400/P1030470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365149157295130914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTWu5eQCSI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Osx2CkOjyLg/s400/P1030477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365149150289032866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTWufX3dqI/AAAAAAAAASw/w1NAdfpxNHQ/s400/P1030475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Adults start to get interested in what out booth has..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365149166655454322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTWvcV7PHI/AAAAAAAAATA/kE9-RPzdRcU/s400/P1030488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365151560048347954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTY6wbQizI/AAAAAAAAATI/UVll5ZtV5NY/s400/P1030491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365151568848712978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTY7RNbdRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lP8H1cX_A_U/s400/P1030494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365151574527886194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTY7mXcw3I/AAAAAAAAATY/QwLohsA-LqA/s400/P1030507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The lady in blue is Miss Jou, one of my art teacher. And the lady in brown bought the butterfly I made!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365151582263102850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTY8DLqzYI/AAAAAAAAATg/vtoN_fh9XLw/s400/P1030514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365151586141993410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTY8Rod-cI/AAAAAAAAATo/fy_AfelKdy0/s400/P1030517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365152635807751458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTZ5X8SXSI/AAAAAAAAATw/4uB8IedxWQc/s400/P1030521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365152641043778882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTZ5rcpzUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hZAtHil9PgI/s400/P1030522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;HAH!! I always laugh when I see this photo..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365152649096877474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTZ6JcqVaI/AAAAAAAAAUA/xJIr5nwUOWg/s400/P1030524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last photo was taken when we were taking down the display items that we hang around. We were almost playing throughout the whole event.. It was a fun day.. Oh ya.. In the evening this very same day, I went for CO BBQ!! We celebrated Mr Chiang's birthday and we had CAKE WAR!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ROFLs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-8590510610129736046?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/8590510610129736046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=8590510610129736046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/8590510610129736046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/8590510610129736046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures-taken-during-art-fiesta-on-5th.html' title='Pictures taken during the Art Fiesta on 5th June'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SnTS7UfHYeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/FUgAAkJ6GDM/s72-c/P1030434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-9114362315809473188</id><published>2009-07-29T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:44:25.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Like That..</title><content type='html'>There is always ups and downs.. When you're happy, try to stay like that as long as you can.. When you're sad, try to cope with everything that's happening. Or else it may get worse. We have to accept the tasks given to us and continue moving even though we've made a many mistakes.. No one in the world would not make a single mistake. Regrets comes by easily. But you should let it go easily as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a maths test tomorrow!! There's an english test as well!! Have to memorise the letter writting formats and not get them mixed up or else Mrs Jay might "kill" us..&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-9114362315809473188?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/9114362315809473188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=9114362315809473188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/9114362315809473188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/9114362315809473188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/07/lifes-like-that.html' title='Life&apos;s Like That..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-2056746733892740360</id><published>2009-07-26T09:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:09:00.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZ - "Which Quote Is The Quote For You?"</title><content type='html'>I took just took the "Which Quote Is The Quote For You? " quiz from FaceBook and the result is I'm going smile like nothing is wrong. It says, "I'm going to smile like nothings wrong, talk like everythings perfect, act like it's all a dream, and pretend it's not hurting me".. Sounds like a sad thing.. Haha.. Anyway, it sounds kind of true. But that is after I've made my complaints and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-2056746733892740360?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/2056746733892740360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=2056746733892740360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2056746733892740360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/2056746733892740360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/07/quiz-which-quote-is-quote-for-you.html' title='QUIZ - &quot;Which Quote Is The Quote For You?&quot;'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-6675279730851387739</id><published>2009-07-24T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T18:54:06.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad mouthing..</title><content type='html'>I knew that my friends would bad mouth me since I was secondary 2.. I bad mouth behind them and they know it as well.. Aren't you too SLOW... Spam her blog?!! You're kidding!! I never spam people's blog and that's a FACT.. Promised huh?.. LIAR.. &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I actually have no idea what you trying to do.. From other people's point of view, you may be trying to help. But from what I see, you're trying to make things worse. Anyway, I don't need you to stick your nose into my business.. NOSEY PARKER..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;DOGS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;If this offends you, think of what you did.. It offends me as well and you still did it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-6675279730851387739?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/6675279730851387739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=6675279730851387739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6675279730851387739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6675279730851387739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-mouthing.html' title='Bad mouthing..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3897578934490900276</id><published>2009-07-03T19:00:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:13:56.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14th June..</title><content type='html'>Muahahaha.. I went to Malaysia with dad, 2nd sister and 2nd brother-in-law.. HAHA.. I believe 14th of June was Father's Day!! Anyway, I've got pictures!! Happy looking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eat the fruit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3mfvKYKEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ruxNXltGK34/s1600-h/IMAG0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354188964923713602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3mfvKYKEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ruxNXltGK34/s400/IMAG0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3mfCNN0kI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RNbHDbUcCpc/s1600-h/IMAG0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354188952856023618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3mfCNN0kI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RNbHDbUcCpc/s400/IMAG0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354190570586330722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3n9MuLVmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/VIUHR8tM2lE/s400/IMAG0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I think it's dragon fruit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3me4CcvNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SDGXzgxnYo4/s1600-h/IMAG0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354188950126509266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3me4CcvNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SDGXzgxnYo4/s400/IMAG0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354188946372532802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3meqDbmkI/AAAAAAAAAKY/JpNIOeBWoKI/s400/IMAG0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What do you see?.. DURIANS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354190594437126674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3n-lkpmhI/AAAAAAAAALI/wmxVhpAVeRg/s400/IMAG0036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354190587352484818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3n-LLii9I/AAAAAAAAALA/B-uwWrSe9KA/s400/IMAG0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See these fruits?.. They are all over our heads!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354190608249528722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3n_ZByIZI/AAAAAAAAALY/BfdcvfpGxgc/s400/IMAG0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354192100347911090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3pWPhwm7I/AAAAAAAAALg/DItYo0jRVE0/s400/IMAG0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;More fruits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354192110122847970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3pWz8STuI/AAAAAAAAALw/mpe9cbk0J0Y/s400/IMAG0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354192102230650450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3pWWio7lI/AAAAAAAAALo/m6Ly1LB2MIs/s400/IMAG0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fishes!!.. Hehe..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354192116984059730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3pXNgIF1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/Ve1DrU-5QdI/s400/IMAG0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354194470897335122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3rgOgyO1I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/eUmt53bIgNM/s400/IMAG0047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354194466023235906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3rf8WtYUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/D8Sy8ITLVM4/s400/IMAG0046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354194477768565922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3rgoHA5KI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ps_nhOiYQoM/s400/IMAG0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Look!! Gaint Banana!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354194482208151570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3rg4pfmBI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yy3vm2HZuJo/s400/IMAG0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354194486687900690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3rhJVjJBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gr0SRpWNbuA/s400/IMAG0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354196850754812178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3tqwLBeRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Hpfklgm9BH4/s400/IMAG0051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;At the mini farm..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354196855153026610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3trAjo5jI/AAAAAAAAAM4/S0yCr69bNZ8/s400/IMAG0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354196870294589794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3tr49q0WI/AAAAAAAAANI/s5gRkFlhMrM/s400/IMAG0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354196864872311554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3trkw5awI/AAAAAAAAANA/mmnSOJ9rh6s/s400/IMAG0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354196873174005106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3tsDsLNXI/AAAAAAAAANQ/uoykC5eP2-M/s400/IMAG0056.jpg" border="0" /&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354199296683593442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3v5H94zuI/AAAAAAAAANY/5QI7avWFgYA/s400/IMAG0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354199300138530242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3v5U1m9cI/AAAAAAAAANg/aSY3GpkHhjc/s400/IMAG0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354199315534207282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3v6OMOWTI/AAAAAAAAANw/2K3DQVwcKJU/s400/IMAG0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354199303746728034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3v5iR3sGI/AAAAAAAAANo/SEfAYZtTANQ/s400/IMAG0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354199316653838850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3v6SXKkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2i3lJvufUHo/s400/IMAG0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time.. Look!! Food!! But not for us.. Haha..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354200852948282402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3xTtgTbCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/RRnQlHV9h0I/s400/IMAG0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But this is for us..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354200855128322818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3xT1oEMwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/shg3Wmm3p7g/s400/IMAG0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354200864377885634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3xUYFVU8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/8XvJ5fSpeHQ/s400/IMAG0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Waiting for the boat to go back to Singapore&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354200867791776306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3xUkzRKjI/AAAAAAAAAOY/H-cJblXKntk/s400/IMAG0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Finally on the boat after waiting for more than an hour..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354200872064839682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3xU0uC8AI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Ae6HjEs9M9E/s400/IMAG0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Phew.. Finally finished uploading the pictures.. My 3rd sister just asked me why I took so long just to post.. Uploading the was the thing that took so long..&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3897578934490900276?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3897578934490900276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3897578934490900276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3897578934490900276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3897578934490900276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/07/14th-june_03.html' title='14th June..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sk3mfvKYKEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ruxNXltGK34/s72-c/IMAG0033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-1024886499533926716</id><published>2009-06-17T08:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:25:17.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naggings..</title><content type='html'>I've already spent 2weeks and 2days of my June Holiday in school and I still have to go back to school next week.. T.T.. I know.. I know.. It's for our own good.. Teacher(s): 'O' level is coming!! You guys better start working hard before it's too late!! Wake up!! Don't let yourselves have any regrets! Don't cry after you get back your 'O' level results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it! I get! Enough with all the naggings already.. The more you nag the more I get demotivated.. I know I'm slow in developing ideas.. Then help me think of some ideas! Stop getting so distracted when you said you want to talk to me! Each time you talk to me you spend almost half of the time talking to other students! Can't you just ask the other students to wait?! Whenever you talk to other students, it breaks your thoughts and you may forget to some useful things that you want to tell me.. What you said to me yesterday makes me feel that I should have stick to my old lousy idea. Think of lousy ideas you complain. Think of more ideas you also complain.. I'm not good at any other mediums other than colour pencils. Do you know why? It's because we never tried other mediums during lessons!! All I remembered using was pencil, charcoal and colour pencils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the type who just draws. Not the type which likes to explore.. Developing ideas for art is kind of tough for me.. I'll try my best to finish my work okay?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. I'm waiting for Daniel to send me the pictures that we took when we went to the Art Fiesta on 5th June.. I'll post the pictures after I receive them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-1024886499533926716?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/1024886499533926716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=1024886499533926716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/1024886499533926716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/1024886499533926716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/06/naggings.html' title='Naggings..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-7751150296744584453</id><published>2009-06-06T19:40:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T07:49:35.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag Day!!</title><content type='html'>Today was our class' Flag Day and we were helping the SPCA to ask for donations. We were grouped in pairs and each pair were given a tin. At the start, it seems difficult to ask people to donate as TingHui was looking for people that looks friendly.. Lol. Some donated but some did not. What about me?.. I just ask anyone that passes by. Some people looked unfriendly and seem to be rushing for time. Some stopped to donate. Some ignored. Some smiled and shook their head. A lady donated $10 to Daniel and MengHwee!! But TingHui's luck was not bad either(She did most of the work). LOL.. We were soon worn out and decided to head for Bartley 45min before the meeting time. One dumb thing that Daniel, MengHwee, TingHui and I did was that we thought that we could change to the Circle line at Paya Lebar to go to Bartley MRT Station. If we did not make that mistake, we might be the first to reach there. But we end up to be the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went into the SPCA and looked at the animals. More like taking a look at the dogs. Haha.. We were allowed to go into certain "cages" to play with the dog but I did not go in. Jennifer went in one of the "cage" and while she was trying to get out, the dog bit off her keychain which was a round hamster and when you press it, it will say,"I love you". Haha. A volunteer came and help her take back the keychain from the dog as the dog refused to give it back to her. Daniel was worse! He took newspaper with him into the "cage". The dog kept biting the newspaper and refused to let go. The same volunteer got it the newspaper back for Daniel but too bad that it's thorn already. ROFL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were done, we took the train to Dhoby Ghaut and waited for 3pm so that we can go support Dewey at Plaza Singapura's Yamaha. Oragns are quite interesting.. When Dewey was done with his performance, we went to Changi Airport Terminal 2 as there is a Swensen's there. I took afew pictures while eating ice-cream and also after eating. LOL.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344191418135754866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Siphx7GsOHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/o3j-NDd-Hdw/s400/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Hmmmm.. Ice-Cream...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344187710223854434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipeaGDmq2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gI-fpyCfj_0/s400/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344186662078432354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipddFaQxGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eq3WMEul6FA/s400/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344186660477339890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sipdc_ciCPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/205u1kfQfwc/s400/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344186652591009538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipdciESLwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/B1cC8wJLyg4/s400/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cheese and pepper?.. Nope!! It's salt and pepper!! I mistook the salt as cheese. Lucky I did not pour it all over my pizza..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344188697402964754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipfTjlcexI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Uu7M8ZIwggo/s400/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344188701926929698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipfT0cCtSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/2Ozva5WWnik/s400/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; When we finished the ice-cream, Jarel poured some water into the bowl. Ewww... Lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344189925867701010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipgbD-QwxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/hzjgTIIygeA/s400/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344189931949545554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipgbaoSWFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/u_w6n-rGxvI/s400/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344189937221788562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipgbuRSY5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/1hYNIiVOqhU/s400/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344193028473564322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipjPqFJLKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/C1fPVPFn0YQ/s400/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Guess this hand belongs to who!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344189938958084258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sipgb0vQKKI/AAAAAAAAAII/3i85jntyD6w/s400/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Super Big Idiot(he's the one who call himself that in chinese). Aww.. He's camera shy.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344195279580446050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SiplSsG2PWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vhO5Cv3e_2o/s400/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The big eaters at the next table.. They may have 2x more people than our table. But their food seems to be 4x more than ours.. ROFL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344196446160855442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipmWl9SoZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/g_alG634Sfk/s400/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344196449324800738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipmWxvomuI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Zg7WHm0QUeY/s400/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344196449782373298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipmWzcum7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/TLM9IezS0Us/s400/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Time to go home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344194011558552562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipkI4W3o_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/M11OxSnvqz0/s400/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344194017073143762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipkJM5pn9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/cXFnSAGoo1k/s400/Image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344194020786432674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SipkJau96qI/AAAAAAAAAJA/WZzSuBfphSI/s400/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Waiting for the bus.. We took bus 53.. haha.. Camera shy again..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344195739745675186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SiplteWyZ7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/aqAsQVprVHc/s400/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the bus.. Photos were taken when we aren't looking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344198171004571314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sipn6_gFDrI/AAAAAAAAAKA/kAtpOrzRsoo/s400/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344198168902021490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Sipn63qysXI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6BQ0RvXZ70o/s400/DSC00611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. Today is Mr Chiang's birthday as well.. Happy Birthday!! Lols..&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks!&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-7751150296744584453?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/7751150296744584453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=7751150296744584453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7751150296744584453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7751150296744584453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/06/flag-day.html' title='Flag Day!!'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/Siphx7GsOHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/o3j-NDd-Hdw/s72-c/Image036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4325837390440221536</id><published>2009-06-01T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:56:06.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something "New"</title><content type='html'>Since it's this way, I'll hang around with other people instead. They may not be that good, but at least I'll feel better. I should have done it long ago but I guess I choose the wrong choice. We may look very close but nobody knows what's "behind the scene". Anyway, I think you're better off without me since I'm like so bossy. I know I'm bossy!! Of course I am! I'm bossy since Sec1! Lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been laughing more now actually. Hey!! I've always been laughing and jumping. But the difference is that in past, I'm the one making a fool of myself or saying silly things. Now, they are the ones doing it. It's nice for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago, I've started to walk home if it wasn't too late, too hot or if I'm too tired. The sad thing was, I did not lose weight!! &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt;.. Ahh!! Who cares!! At least I did not gain weight!!&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4325837390440221536?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4325837390440221536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4325837390440221536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4325837390440221536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4325837390440221536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-new.html' title='Something &quot;New&quot;'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3464862627914366247</id><published>2009-05-28T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:57:24.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bark! Bark!</title><content type='html'>Bark! Bark!! Someone is barking.. So noisy.. What she wants to do is non of my business.. It looks fun but I did not join in.. So STOP barking!.. You don't like me, I'm fine with it. I don't like you, my problem. People don't like you, you should start thinking why. You don't want your fate to be like Clarence?.. CHANGE YOUR ATTITUDE.. That's all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you changed recently since I did not see you or talk to you at all. I'm not perfect either. I've been through some changes as well and I may change back to the real ugly me at times. I'm not  a person which doesn't offend people. Infact, I think I offended quite a number of people. I'm just lucky that the people I offended are not getting back at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are unfortunate people out there which doesn't offend anyone but people just don't like the sight of them. It's not right to shout at people for small little things that happened and you are the cause of it, even if the people are very close to you. Example like your family. Sometimes the "volcano" may erupt, but once it's over, try to make it up to the person. People may say that sorry has no cure. But whenever you say that, they will feel abit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care if I can gain access to your blog or not. I don't really care how you feel about me. I don't really care how other people feel about you. But this is just some "useful" advice. Take it or leave it. Up to you. I dont really care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3464862627914366247?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3464862627914366247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3464862627914366247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3464862627914366247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3464862627914366247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/05/bark-bark.html' title='Bark! Bark!'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-627300151800603409</id><published>2009-05-27T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:20:39.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that happened recently..</title><content type='html'>ROFLs.. I heard Janice's blog got spam and I went to take a look.. Left a tag and they next day her blog was put private.. And now, it says, " ! THE PAGE IS NOT FOUND"... I don't know if I should feel happy or sad for her.. Happy because I do not like her.. Sad because she got spammed. However, I was not the one who spammed her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, a "storm" is brewing and I wonder if there'll be any "thunder" and "rain" or the "sea" would calm down after a period of time. Is this retribution or revenge?.. I think it's retribution since I did not start the "storm".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June holiday is just 2 days away and we have remedials for the first two weeks. It's a torture!! The lessons ends at 5pm and we have 2 half an hour breaks on between. But in actual fact, our breaks are always less than half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th of June we have CO BBQ!! Yay!! CO BBQs are fun when it is held at the Pasir Ris Park as we had alot of freedom there. Too bad the pit that the junior booked was quite far from the playground.. I want to go cycling!! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all so far..&lt;br /&gt;LOLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-627300151800603409?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/627300151800603409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=627300151800603409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/627300151800603409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/627300151800603409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-that-happened-recently.html' title='Things that happened recently..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-5653992009117177683</id><published>2009-05-20T20:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:17:22.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYE..</title><content type='html'>Finished my Mid-Year Examinations and got back my results. I failed 2 subjects and passed 5 subjects. I know.. I know.. It's my fault that I did not study and get such lousy results. NOT ACCEPTABLE! So, now I'll study with my friends after school as often as possible because I'll definitely not study at home.. The computer and television are too tempting.. Anyway, the coming June Holiday would be the longest holiday I ever had.. Because I think I'm going to do intensive studying.. I hope I can take it..&lt;br /&gt;LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! I'm suppose to be serious!! What's the LOL for?!! Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-5653992009117177683?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/5653992009117177683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=5653992009117177683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5653992009117177683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5653992009117177683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/05/mye.html' title='MYE..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-897705077922909719</id><published>2009-05-17T06:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T07:23:52.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers' High Tea..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, afew RCs had celebrated a belated Mothers' Day together. I went with my mother as she is going to try sell off her beads during the celebration. I was shocked when we first reached there. The place was just a small temporary shelter. But the most shocking thing was, my mother was the only person who is going to sell things! All the guests were not interested at what my mother was trying to sell other than one little girl. and she was the only one who has bought things from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, the celebration seemed to be a failure.. Everyone was more interested in the FOOD and DRINKS instead of the performance. I think the people incharged that day gave up after the singers sang their 2nd song and let the guests have their High Tea. There was a lady who sits at the table near ours didn't seem to have enjoyed herself at all. She was saying aloud her unhappiness to her friends. The guests were not allowed to touched the food and drinks until they allow us to. And after eating, they had some games and was inviting people up the stage. That lady wanted to join and slowly walked towards the stage and when she reached there, she realised she could not participate in the games. She came back to her sit and complained to her friends. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a door gift and my mother and I did not receive. I was quite unhappy as my mother bought a ticket which cost $15 for the lousy food provived and door gift. At first, I asked my mother why we did not receive the door gift too. She just said that it's some cheap things and it's fine if we don't have it. But I thought that the gift could be useful so I said to my mother that I want it. =x .. But the truth is, after the celebration was over, I saw the people incharge had more than 1 of the door gift. Some took up to 4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We packed our things and mother wanted to ignore my request. However, While walking out of the temporary shelter, we saw the people incharge choosing the door gift. Thus, my mother asked if she could take one. The person said,"Yes! Sure! Come! Come! Choose ONE!". They still left alot of the door gift and I am only allowed to take one. How sad.. So I said to myself,"Fine.. One is enough for me. Why do I need so many of that for?.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be too greedy! Or else you will look like "AUNTIE"..&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-897705077922909719?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/897705077922909719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=897705077922909719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/897705077922909719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/897705077922909719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-high-tea.html' title='Mothers&apos; High Tea..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-5226344999012897978</id><published>2009-05-10T10:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T10:47:35.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something interesting..</title><content type='html'>I passed by Jonathan's blog just now and saw something really interesting..&lt;br /&gt;In his blog, he said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"EXAM IS RELATED TO WAR"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;study for exams = preparing to war&lt;br /&gt;need to prepare notes = wearing ammour and weapon up&lt;br /&gt;time management = plan your strategies&lt;br /&gt;know what will come up for exams = know your enermy&lt;br /&gt;keep studying and practising = training for war&lt;br /&gt;perseverence to study = fight bravely in the war&lt;br /&gt;staying focus = aware of your enermy movement&lt;br /&gt;write your answers carefully = move your chess piece carefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, I got injured(demotivated) during training because the General(teacher) was too strict(scoldings) just because the army(class) was not taking the wars(exams) seriously and kept breaking the camp rules(get into trouble).. I did not fight well for the current war(MYE)..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Without the army, the General is useless as he can't fight the war alone. Why can't the soldiers understand? Both General and soldiers are important for the war and they must work hard together. If the army kept losing each battle, the soildiers will get demotivated. The General will always try to get the soldiers back on their feet but the success rate will only depend on the soldiers' attitude. If the soldiers choose to be stubborn, they will then lose every war they fight..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Come on 4E2!! Wake up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-5226344999012897978?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/5226344999012897978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=5226344999012897978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5226344999012897978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/5226344999012897978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-interesting.html' title='Something interesting..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-3651459098957526607</id><published>2009-05-07T16:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:56:02.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labour Day..</title><content type='html'>Last Friday was Labour day and Wilfred invited the Enterprise club members out for a meal. We ate $130 worth of food at Ehub's Ri Ben Cun and Wilfred paid it all. Haha.. He changed. Maybe we just don't know the real him in the past. He kept asking us if we had boyfriends so I decided to ask if he has a girlfriend. His reply was fast and the last sentence was, "... ask ****** to be my girlfriend lah.." LOL.. I kept talking about this the following Monday and she was sort of abit mad, I guess.. I can't tell if she was really mad or enjoying it because she was also laughing.. But anyway, We went to take neoprint after our meal. But Rachel left straight after the meal and did not take neoprint with us.. The 3rd picture was funny as we look very tanned.. And if u look closely.. I'm "in" the picture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SgKkq-d_riI/AAAAAAAAAGo/D7aqU4b9jf0/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333005966990356002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SgKkq-d_riI/AAAAAAAAAGo/D7aqU4b9jf0/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SgKkq3Y6ktI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7dNsxfnwiic/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333005965090001618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SgKkq3Y6ktI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7dNsxfnwiic/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SgKkqjWAzCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/il8bw9ddSm0/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333005959709117474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SgKkqjWAzCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/il8bw9ddSm0/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SgKkqZwy6LI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8PmPxNK5_Ng/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333005957137098930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SgKkqZwy6LI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8PmPxNK5_Ng/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like the last picture. HAHA.. It is the only picture where I get to sit on the small chair.&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-3651459098957526607?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/3651459098957526607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=3651459098957526607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3651459098957526607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/3651459098957526607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/05/labour-day.html' title='Labour Day..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SgKkq-d_riI/AAAAAAAAAGo/D7aqU4b9jf0/s72-c/IMG_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4394692056543944306</id><published>2009-05-05T14:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:51:21.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritated.. But sort of fun..</title><content type='html'>An attention grabber has been spotted in almost all the CO member's blog.. Including mine.. Felt irritated whenever I saw her name "everywhere".. Came to tag "CENTURIES" ago and was called being rude for calling people with their sir name.. Thus, stopped tagging in this blog till this day when Alex came to tag.. What came from her you ask?&lt;br /&gt;It was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;CUIEN: everyone in the c.o is PROUD to be it's member! Jiayou stella , in studies and definately in SYF and upcoming olevel !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;janice: wow! GD praise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tinychicken: Oo... thks.. i'm amazed.. haha.. first tym senior praise me.. MUAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;janice: stella so happy le... haha gana praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;CUIEN: haha, it's becos u rarely show ur potential. ;D Study hard for Olevel after syf k? Jiayou ! all the sec4s who are taking o/n level can do it !&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;janice: ya, stella jiayou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tinychicken: haha... thks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My last thanks was to Alex and nobody seem to be talking to momoren. Anyway.. Another few "CENTURIES" passed and momoren was not spotted here as from what I noticed was, nobody tagged at my blog. However, one fine day, Mr Chiang drop by and dropped a tag as well.. And the "fun" begin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tinychicken: haha.. izzit big enough? not big enough i make bigger.. hehheh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tinychicken: neh mind.. i tink not big enough.. make bigger..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mr Chiang: wow v big...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tinychicken: *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;janice: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tinychicken: janice dun come my blog and grab attention lah.. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;janice : ): wat u re saying is wrong.... tis nt grabbing attention.. tis is .... giving ur blog some face.. come n tag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tinychicken: i dun nid ur face.. bleah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;janice : ): ok... lol then forget it.. maybe other ppl will appreciate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tinychicken: thks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;janice : ): ok... i oso dun wn giv u my face... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tinychicken: i wouldnt wan it either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;janice : ): ya..so.. nvm la/. lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tinychicken: .. say dun wan tag liao still tag so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, momoren disappeared. BUT! The next thing you knew.. TongHwee came to tag..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TongHwee(:: LOL,LOL,LOL!? Hahas!&lt;br /&gt;TongHwee(:: What A Joke..Senoir &amp;amp; Junoir Quarreling Over Such Matters. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tinychicken: dun like means dun like ma.. den u wan me pretend me like meh?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;janice : ): i sudd lyk it.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;janice : ) - tonghwee: playing.. fun right ?? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tinychicken: janice get lost.. stop grabbing attention here..&lt;br /&gt;tinychicken: i rather nobd comes to my blog den ppl come here grab attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;janice:): pls la... say lots of time le... nt grabbing attention... lol&lt;br /&gt;janice:): u dun understand ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Momoren thought I do not understand what she is trying to say. However, she was the one who does not get what I'm trying to say. And when she said "i sudd lyk it.. haha", she is obviously trying to grab attention.. It's fun though.. People may think that I'm mean.. But at least now they know that I'm the type that does not get along well with everyone. Anyway, now I have something to do everytime I on the computer and that is to see what she has to tag on my tagboard.. Funny right?&lt;br /&gt;Now for the latest.. Check out the tagboard yourself!! IT'S THERE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niahahahahahahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4394692056543944306?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4394692056543944306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4394692056543944306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4394692056543944306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4394692056543944306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/05/irritated-but-sort-of-fun.html' title='Irritated.. But sort of fun..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-4896634572006070695</id><published>2009-04-21T17:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:51:02.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF..</title><content type='html'>Yeah!! SSCO 万岁!!! First in Siglap history CO got a Bronze award for SYF!! It's a good news and a good start. We are going to get more instruments from other schools which are going to close down their CO.. More instruments, Hooray!! BUT! No matter what, a bad news has to follow on.. Today, we were told by Mr Chiang that he is going to leave us but it is just a matter of time. It's a heart breaking news and it makes me loose abit of confidence that SSCO will become big and strong. I'm afriad the new teacher-in-charge is not as good as Mr Chiang. I'm also afraid that the new little junoirs coming in every year would be rebellious and difficult to handle. Why?! Why?! Why?!.. It's not fair!.. Mdm Poh was a nice and kind teacher which cares for the students alot and she had to leave.. Next came Mr Ang. Although he was not very familiar with CO because he is in band, but he always try his best to help us. Especially in our beats. Less than a year, Mr Ang switched to become a band teacher and Mr Chiang became a full CO teacher-in-charge. He made alot of good changes to CO and even managed to get us more instruments and get us into SYF. At first, I believe many CCAs told lies to their teacher-in-charge and Mr Chiang recieved complaints from these teachers. However, CO members had alot of complaints too but we kept it all to ourselves as we felt that he was really stressed. We took his scoldings and wine behind his back. But actually, we soon learn how to take the easy way. Just complain when other CCAs did things that made us unhappy.. Hah!! Mr Chaing did alot for CO and I really wish he does not have to go. I believe the whole CO wishes for the same thing as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We love you Mr Chiang!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-4896634572006070695?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/4896634572006070695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=4896634572006070695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4896634572006070695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/4896634572006070695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf.html' title='SYF..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-7704760949363577202</id><published>2009-04-19T15:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:52:58.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: blue 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: blue 0px solid; BORDER-LEFT: blue 0px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: blue 0px solid" href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes/chinese_animal"&gt;&lt;img height="278" alt="fun quiz for myspace profile and blog" src="http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/chinese_animal/rooster2.jpg" width="376" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets101 Quizzes - &lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes"&gt;Quizzes for Fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: blue 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: blue 0px solid; BORDER-LEFT: blue 0px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: blue 0px solid" href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes/stars_say"&gt;&lt;img alt="fun quiz for myspace profile and blog" src="http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/zodiac_pisces_txt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lets101 - &lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/"&gt;Free Dating Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ROFLs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-7704760949363577202?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/7704760949363577202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=7704760949363577202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7704760949363577202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7704760949363577202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets101-quizzes-quizzes-for-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-1966262352934547201</id><published>2009-03-29T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:14:25.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems..</title><content type='html'>Some people just don't get it.. If it's just ONE person going against you, means the problem is not with you.. BUT it's like.. ALOT OF PEOPLE going against you and you still think that the problems does not lie on you! You should be the one who has to get a life! Honestly, I'm grateful you would stay till SYF is over. But, come on! You look too highly of yourself.. I don't have confident on getting a Bronze back either. But that doesn't mean I will abandon CO.. People don't join CO because they think CO is useless.. If as a CO member, we look down on our own CCA, we might as well don't sign up for SYF in the first place. We don't need to go through so much trouble. Mr Chiang don't need to get money for CO. We can just simply ask the principle to close down CO. It's ALOT easier.. I believe all the sec4(08) seniors feel that CO can make it.. Especially Alex.. When things gets tough, Alex pulled through. It's normal to complain that you're tired.. I did that too.. But I still practiced..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the main point is.. CO wouldn't stand a chance if WE, CO members, don't believe that CO will get at least a Bronze for SYF and always have the thought that CO will close down very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has been working hard. You too right? CO is not CO without its members. Because of your attitude, people treat you badly and you feel that you are not needed. But actually, CO needs you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE YOUR ATTITUDE!! You can start from RESPECT. I'm your senior!! You shouldn't just shout into my face!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-1966262352934547201?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/1966262352934547201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=1966262352934547201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/1966262352934547201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/1966262352934547201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/03/problems.html' title='Problems..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-495465203302691508</id><published>2009-03-07T13:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:52:17.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday..</title><content type='html'>Nice birthday card right?.. It's from my teacher.. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SbICsKSD81I/AAAAAAAAAFA/S4LIP2HrShQ/s1600-h/bdae+card.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310309868320846674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SbICsKSD81I/AAAAAAAAAFA/S4LIP2HrShQ/s400/bdae+card.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before my birthday was Cest La Vie and CO sang me a happy birthday song on the bus on our way back to school.. The day after my birthday was Monday and my class sang me and one of my classmate whose birthday was on that day itself a birthday song.. HAHA.. Though some people forgot about my birthday, but there are still alot of other people who remembers.. So lucky to be here.. Thanks mom and dad!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-495465203302691508?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/495465203302691508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=495465203302691508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/495465203302691508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/495465203302691508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday.html' title='Birthday..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SbICsKSD81I/AAAAAAAAAFA/S4LIP2HrShQ/s72-c/bdae+card.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-7124761779017467096</id><published>2009-03-06T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T06:25:20.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cest La Vie..</title><content type='html'>28th Feburary was our school's public performance at the Victoria Theatre. The first 3 photos were taken using my handphone and the last 2 photos were taken by some photographer during the performance.. MUAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SbHSWSJTZwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/WHIGsu-KkcE/s1600-h/me+%26+jj+(clv).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310256715916338946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SbHSWSJTZwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/WHIGsu-KkcE/s400/me+%26+jj+(clv).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310256712646014114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SbHSWF9mNKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GkUvsHFmQic/s400/yz+n+sharry.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314825738320231234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/ScIN2Y-uO0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xuRUWEqyPsU/s400/me(clv).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314806311937636674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/ScH8LoEL-UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8Kri56DUX9c/s400/Stella_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314808091277767042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/ScH9zMn7sYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Z-NlKh0QAEU/s400/Stella_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pictures I took were after putting make up for our afternoon performance and the last 2 pictures were during the night performance.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya.. Something funny.. Almost all the girls in CO squeezed in ONE toilet to do the SAME thing after the teacher had put make up on our faces, especially the night one.. HAHAHA.. We used tissue to lighten the make up abit because we feel that the blusher was too much.. And we put on eye liner. MUAHAHA.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got home that night, I almost scared myself when I went to the toilet to wash the make up off my face.. I look so gothic because the eye liner smurged all over below my eye..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROFLs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-7124761779017467096?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/7124761779017467096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=7124761779017467096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7124761779017467096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7124761779017467096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/03/cest-la-vie.html' title='Cest La Vie..'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8nWeiuGvJko/SbHSWSJTZwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/WHIGsu-KkcE/s72-c/me+%26+jj+(clv).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-7875550151272909500</id><published>2009-01-01T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T09:47:24.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year! Welcome 2009, the year of COW.. Haha.. Yesterday night many of my friends sent me a sms saying happy new year.. It was lucky that my phone is in silent mood.. But, my mom's phone was ringing almost the whole night.. Every single time it rang, I woke up.. T.T.. And my mom did not do a single thing about it.. Tomorrow is the first day of school and I hope I will not keep waking up in the middle of the night, afraid that my alarm won't ring.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wish all my friends and people dear to me a better new year. I wish CO to build up bigger and better. And I wish the teachers to stay healthy.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-7875550151272909500?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/7875550151272909500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=7875550151272909500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7875550151272909500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/7875550151272909500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030158.post-6259515509678303066</id><published>2008-12-30T20:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:29:33.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye to 2008 and Hello 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow is the last day of 2008! Goodbye 2008 and Hello 2009! Haha.. I hope CO would get better and better as each year past and don't end up like Enterprise Club. Mr Chiang is really concerned with CO and I'm really glad. He always does his best for CO as he wants CO to build up big and strong. I wished Mr Ang could stay in CO too.. But not all things would go the way we want.. I really had alot of fun during secondary 1 with the Enterprise Club Seniors. I really enjoy the days when we disturb Daniel together.. Make Wilfred angry.. Sell the drinks.. And paint the cafe!.. Time passed and I met new friends like Juyao and the gang.. The time we spent didn't last long soon all goes on the seperate paths. It will be my turn too next year.. 'O' levels!! Haha.. Good luck Junoirs! Must keep CO going!!.. JiaYou.. I'll be 1 year older next year.. That means I'm one year closer to getting white hair!&lt;br /&gt;LOLs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030158-6259515509678303066?l=reca7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/feeds/6259515509678303066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030158&amp;postID=6259515509678303066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6259515509678303066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030158/posts/default/6259515509678303066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reca7.blogspot.com/2008/12/bye-to-2008-and-hello-2009.html' title='Bye to 2008 and Hello 2009!'/><author><name>reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04038589891939267456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
