<?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-3040731822464636915</id><updated>2011-10-22T01:31:44.795+08:00</updated><category term='LOST 3.2KG LE(BECOS I SICK TAT TIME) TRYING HARDER'/><category term='improve english'/><category term='ps for the &apos;full word&apos; posted i had'/><category term='&apos;full word&apos; post will be permenant[including updates]'/><category term='i nv post at 5am'/><category term='bo bian'/><category term='Edit the photo=]'/><category term='MY BLOG TIME GT PROBLEM'/><category term='Mood: gone...'/><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>363</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-5867434704996766193</id><published>2011-07-24T16:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T18:41:22.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V-yH_RRa99I/Tiv2yQjDsoI/AAAAAAAAB3s/qSNS1LDyOwo/s1600/reopen.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V-yH_RRa99I/Tiv2yQjDsoI/AAAAAAAAB3s/qSNS1LDyOwo/s400/reopen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632867102252839554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOG REOPEN.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi people. It's been a while. Stopped blogging every since my grandfather's passing. mainly because I was sad. I will never forget that day. and right after, things happened. :/ complicated. so as the months go by, I didn't felt like blogging anymore. but I do blog occasionally on my private blog :p So.. yeah. long intro. let's start.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changes that occurred for the past 7 months:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I'm not a fan of Justin Bieber anymore, in fact, I hate him sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My ears grew to realise that Justin Bieber does sound like a girl in Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I love my class a lot more now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Boarding pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Mrs Kok is awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I'm 3cm from reaching my lifelong goal: To be 1.65m tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My running has improved a lot(17 minutes)(compared to sec 1, it's a major improvement.) :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I'm re-adjusting my biological clock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I feel for someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- New friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- One new best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- New phone.(YES. finally, after getting stuck with that stupid samsung jet for two years-.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I realised I can play keyboard(or in simple terms, piano) by ear, but only on the right hand for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I bought a new guitar, yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I have surpass the 500th subscribers mark on my YouTube(598 subs now. yay!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The list goes on but these are the changes that mattered to me. okay, getting a bit of a headache now. blog next time. bye :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I actually blogged a lot earlier, but decided to save it for the next post. so.. bye. again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3040731822464636915-5867434704996766193?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/5867434704996766193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=5867434704996766193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5867434704996766193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5867434704996766193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2011/07/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-V-yH_RRa99I/Tiv2yQjDsoI/AAAAAAAAB3s/qSNS1LDyOwo/s72-c/reopen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-5339178150899461305</id><published>2011-01-03T19:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T22:39:39.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Can't believe school's starting tomorrow, can't believe I let a blog post dangle by itself for two weeks.&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.. 2010's over, 2011's here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love 2010, though through out the way, I'm still unhappy. But it ended off really awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heehee. Like how Justin Bieber saw me! WHEE. I know, what a show off. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking about it makes me melt. I've gotten a follow back, a message and a see-my-face experience this year from him. LOL. How can I not love 2010? But of course, I found a new best friend &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess where I was on the first day of 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malaysia. To be exact, TangKa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so sudden. lol. I was sleep soundly at 9am and my mum woke me up. saying 'WE ARE GOING TO TANGKA(part of malaysia) NOW! Wake up!' I seriously woke up like wth. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had no idea this was coming. Apparently, my grandmother needs to go hometown to take my cousin's cert. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, so we went back(To be detailed, it was 169km away from JB). I kinda felt good, it felt like an old blanket. haha. Somehow, it brought me down memory lane. I suddenly recalled stuff that I never thought I would remember. Even if I just stop by the place for 5 minutes when I was young. I remembered O_O Felt like a genius. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But really do have many awesome memories at my father's hometown. When everyone felt so happy, when the family felt like a piece. But now.. the adults(which is my grandparents' children) are doubting one another, pissed at one another, jealous at one another(lol). and maybe.. some went astray? I don't know.. It's scary to think how different the atmosphere were when they see each other 10 years before and 10 years after. And my grandfather.. I think he's .. catching his last breath soon. I'm scared. But again, he's 92. Maybe it's really time. I hope not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a year ago(91 years old), he was 'farming'(pluck weed and such) in his own garden.(he has to like sweat under the hot sun topless everyday at 91, or he wouldn't feel good. I probably have the fittest grandfather in the world. haha.) But now.. it looks like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TSHNiEBMk8I/AAAAAAAAB28/ZlOq3r2RihE/s400/DSC02533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;yeahh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It's actually bigger than it seems. There's also another one at the front of the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The one at the front of the house is more like a lane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;And know what, I can tell you all the words I said in my life to him in one blog post. I'm not even kidding. I'll tell you right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;In my whole life, I've only addressed him and told him my name. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Cos every year I go back, he has no idea who I am. he knows that one of his sons has a daughter, but don't know it's me. lol. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;But I don't blame him la, got so many grandchildren, and so old already. Aiyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;But when I went to see him (he was sick, really sick) recently.. I think he remembered me. As a little girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;My grandmother was like, "She's his daughter. *point point*". And he went,"... oh.. his daughter, that little girl." Omg, it's like the first time he remembers me :'). My grandmother says he now only remember things in the past. Sometimes, he even forgets that he has eaten. Oh, he hasn't even eaten anything for weeks. He's on the drip thing. I hope he will live longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;.. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TSHWRqbDtHI/AAAAAAAAB3c/zWWdgQUOLQk/s1600/DSC02526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TSHWRqbDtHI/AAAAAAAAB3c/zWWdgQUOLQk/s400/DSC02526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557959014085801074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This dog, I think he's older than me. Even when he barks, he sound like an old dog. lol. But still as adorable as ever :). Oh and beside him, you see his pee. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TSHVxhUx9qI/AAAAAAAAB3U/oCogj7BKDPU/s1600/DSC02534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TSHVxhUx9qI/AAAAAAAAB3U/oCogj7BKDPU/s400/DSC02534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557958461887739554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here, we used to shoot fireworks into the sky.. remember? ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TSHO2ZPmRuI/AAAAAAAAB3M/-MNAYx5_n_I/s1600/DSC02531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TSHO2ZPmRuI/AAAAAAAAB3M/-MNAYx5_n_I/s400/DSC02531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557950849036469986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the lane at the side of the house, they use to keep this twin dogs. I remember they were called Kopi or something(coffee). lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TSHOAkKwzcI/AAAAAAAAB3E/hUY-FHQdZQ4/s1600/DSC02536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TSHOAkKwzcI/AAAAAAAAB3E/hUY-FHQdZQ4/s400/DSC02536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557949924256042434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This torn sofa has been outside the house for years, my grandmother don't want to throw away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-5339178150899461305?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/5339178150899461305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=5339178150899461305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5339178150899461305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5339178150899461305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2011/01/cant-believe-schools-starting-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TSHNiEBMk8I/AAAAAAAAB28/ZlOq3r2RihE/s72-c/DSC02533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-1483784332203974513</id><published>2010-12-15T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T23:28:15.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now, I'm on a D&amp;amp;T course at SP for 5 days. I'm not like, literally having the course right at this hour but you get what I mean.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's like so many things to blog and rant about for these few days, but I'll wait till friday when it ends then I can get you in details. It's to play on the safe side :D So.. stay tune.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-1483784332203974513?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/1483784332203974513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=1483784332203974513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1483784332203974513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1483784332203974513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/12/right-now-im-on-d-course-at-sp-for-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-6504733838206762166</id><published>2010-12-08T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T18:59:53.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TP9az_9MapI/AAAAAAAAB2w/6VtITsOn5tI/s1600/DSC02274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TP9az_9MapI/AAAAAAAAB2w/6VtITsOn5tI/s400/DSC02274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548253115331668626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Despite the fact that I'm the only one who's seeing his ugly side, I'm pretending not and letting it go by. But why are you bringing it up constantly, trying to nurture hatred in me? If that excites you, I'm sorry. In my view, it doesn't. And besides that, you eyed on my actions and questions my life wtf?! Hello, I can do whatever I want. Besides, I'm not even close to you. Blame me for being rude but who are you to question my life? really. _|_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, enough of my ranting. Some people thinks that what they are doing is great interaction but in actual fact, it just annoys the other-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, had a chat with Fina last night. I miss you :( But I think we had a bit of a good chat excluding the misunderstanding in between, lol. But yeah, hopes she enjoys her stay over there and I'll continue with 'my investigation' while she look out for the 'someone' for me in sydney ;) LOL. Okay, take care and good bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-6504733838206762166?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/6504733838206762166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=6504733838206762166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6504733838206762166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6504733838206762166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/12/despite-fact-that-im-only-one-whos.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TP9az_9MapI/AAAAAAAAB2w/6VtITsOn5tI/s72-c/DSC02274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-595802652652597805</id><published>2010-11-26T22:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T23:26:05.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TO_FVEuxOBI/AAAAAAAAB2g/9jcfT-JbbVs/s400/DSC02267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey there! the photo above might just make Fina hungry as these are the cookies that were suppose to be in her tummy by like, now! Heehee. but it's probably fated or something. I just can't get the cookies to her :(! Kay, whatever. Let's start blogging shall we.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I baked like 200 over cookies. It took me a total of 4 hours because the butter is annoying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, there's always that one ingredient that annoys me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, it's suppose to be that secret Famous Amos cookie recipe(YES, I HAVE THE RECIPE. SAY OMG. lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's a few missing ingredients that I realised missing at the very last minute. So I left the them out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Supposedly to have two eggs in the dough, but I realised I ran out of eggs, so only one goes into the dough. Also forgotten to buy three different type of nuts and chocolate bar(But I did remember to buy chocolate chips!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I went ahead to make the cookie. It had the exact Famous Amos cookie texture but the taste wasn't really there as I don't have the nuts in. But it's the best cookies I've ever baked!! TA-DA!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh OH! I also forgot to buy baking sheets, so I used mini cupcake liner . So forgetful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But it looks cute though^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, surprisingly, I made the big cookie ones and they taste exactly the same as what sold in the Famous Amos branches :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kay, at this point, I sound like a total cookie freak, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So there you go. The process and results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TO_FUv1TrAI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/XdmvqU_rg7E/s1600/DSC02263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TO_FUv1TrAI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/XdmvqU_rg7E/s400/DSC02263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543866626544479234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This raisin's too excited, it looks like it's gonna burst. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TO_FULANfoI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/7-gSWs3dGec/s1600/DSC02258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TO_FULANfoI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/7-gSWs3dGec/s400/DSC02258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543866616658099842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TO_FTvULbjI/AAAAAAAAB2I/1G9qiQfUzQ4/s1600/DSC02257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TO_FTvULbjI/AAAAAAAAB2I/1G9qiQfUzQ4/s400/DSC02257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543866609225657906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TO_FTLOvjoI/AAAAAAAAB2A/9oAwWXXmoec/s1600/DSC02261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TO_FTLOvjoI/AAAAAAAAB2A/9oAwWXXmoec/s400/DSC02261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543866599539183234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TO_JXjxvwdI/AAAAAAAAB2o/OVNW06KBzec/s400/DSC02270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As for today. Went to school to pass up my homework and also to meet up with Fina to pass her some cookies. Unfortunately(this sounds so compo style.), didn't manage to meet up with her and my father was waiting for me. So oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Came home and fix the .. I don't know if it's called a rack or what. But it's just a household application(I guess?) that my father designed ^^ There's like three of it and it's very heavy, it's for the kitchen anyway. So I doubt anyone cares much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went out for dinner later on and am back home and finished up the finishing touches of the 'rack'. Yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH OH. Today's like Black Friday right. I really wanted to buy something for Black Friday.. but too bad there's no Walmart in Singapore :( Alright then. Thanksgiving's yesterday right. Kay, Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-595802652652597805?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/595802652652597805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=595802652652597805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/595802652652597805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/595802652652597805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-there-photo-above-might-just-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TO_FVEuxOBI/AAAAAAAAB2g/9jcfT-JbbVs/s72-c/DSC02267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-268047004349747746</id><published>2010-11-22T21:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:11:54.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOvC8AFQuvI/AAAAAAAAB14/R0Mx_zqT7HU/s1600/bieber_g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOvC8AFQuvI/AAAAAAAAB14/R0Mx_zqT7HU/s400/bieber_g.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542738102479534834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woke up at 8am today for the American Music Award(AMA) live on Star World(starts at 9am.). It was awesome. I'm like so proud of Justin Bieber. It's like he's nobody to me, but I've like followed him for 9 months already. It's like seeing him getting better and better in his music career. Whether on Twitter, Facebook or YouTube. Let me tell you, he's inspirational. You have to know him better before your judgement on him is approved. Not like I know him but you know what I mean la. &amp;amp; Yeah, he's a normal boy. I'm not like that typical fan that goes gaga over celebs. It's just it's AMAs man. 4 awards, got to say something ;) Plus, the performance. Let me tell you, I teared up. lol&lt;div&gt;Anyway, he won &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;• Pop/Rock Music - Favorite Male Artist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 18px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;• Pop/Rock Music - Favorite Album: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial;  vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-size:14px;color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;My World 2.0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;• T-Mobile Breakthrough Artist of the Year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;• Artist of the Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal;  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, after watching the AMAs(Totally awesome, really good.) Went over to Fina's house to do homework:) After homework, we went online and onto some social networking site(got the hint?;)), sort of 'stalk'(not really but you can say so.) a few online. Lol. Had a great chat after that while having some noodles. Thanks^-^ It was yummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal;  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And..  I.. know the day will eventually come and I'll miss you. Just to let you know, you're a great, true friend. Hah, my mum's wrong. You'll be remembered(sounds so.. better not say.). Love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-268047004349747746?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/268047004349747746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=268047004349747746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/268047004349747746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/268047004349747746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/11/woke-up-at-8am-today-for-american-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOvC8AFQuvI/AAAAAAAAB14/R0Mx_zqT7HU/s72-c/bieber_g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-888557764461898502</id><published>2010-11-18T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T13:45:20.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Whoo, did a lot of cooking today. Made Chocolate Mousse(French dessert), pizza(making the dough is irritating.), and cook dinner. It's kind of tiring and frustrating. Yea, nothing much to update about for the day, am in the kitchen the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No idea why the prawns look so white in the photo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOYM4PoJ4zI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ELR3bbxI0co/s1600/DSC02234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOYM4PoJ4zI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ELR3bbxI0co/s400/DSC02234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541130551933133618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're on my blog, you're probably listening to the song 'Pray' :) Really love that song a lot. Not because Justin Bieber sang it, but because I felt a connection in my heart when I listen to it. And I think many know, I'm not a religious person. I can't seemed to believe in God(Just not convinced.), but after listening to it, I could feel that I'm believing. You know how much is it for me to believe in God? I have been wanting to believe for a long time, but I just can't.. It's just hard for me. But I'm glad I'm able to start, beginning, hopefully, eventually be able to believe. The song didn't give me the reasons to, but it's just that connection. Uplifting and motivating. Hope you all like it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-888557764461898502?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/888557764461898502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=888557764461898502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/888557764461898502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/888557764461898502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/11/whoo-did-lot-of-cooking-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOYM4PoJ4zI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ELR3bbxI0co/s72-c/DSC02234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-2204692991316549582</id><published>2010-11-12T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T13:24:47.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOU_wCVI3yI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/PIg0PAVCJ2A/s400/DSC02218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HELLO! :) Went out with Fina today, to Ngee Ann City, since she haven't really been there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So together, we trained over. But before that, I gave her a little something ;) Heehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After arriving at Orchard station, I just followed the direction boards(?!) to Ngee Ann City. After all, I've only been there once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Settled our meal at McDonalds since we're at a place which &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;doesn't-sell-affordable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; meals. Haha,  don't know about that actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then head over to Takashimaya. Damn, I wanted to buy everything there. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;If you could buy me that store, I'll..I'll.. I don't know what I'll do but I will be really happy that I might fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Just saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Was helping Fina find a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;diary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;notebook&lt;/span&gt; thing. But looking at the prices, haiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe I should open such stores and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;ripped people money off like that&lt;/span&gt;. Hmm.. could consider that, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After walking around the store I bought this box(not really) of silicone rubber bands shaped of animals:D!(aka sili bands.) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Cute cute!&lt;/span&gt; Have been looking for these for a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also wanted to buy this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;iPod stand&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;a denture ice cube tray&lt;/span&gt;. But maybe next time ;) Have been spending too much this month. My CCA teacher have yet to give me my 30 bucks back for the CCA outing stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bought some &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;Famous Amos cookies&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;muffin&lt;/span&gt; after that and trained over to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;AMK Hub&lt;/span&gt;.(got lost for a while.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Watched 'Unstoppable' while snacking on the sneaked-in food. Yummy. I think the guy beside me could &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;cookies&lt;/span&gt;, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Speaking of that guy, he totally looks like Ricky Stang &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;O_O&lt;/span&gt; Lindy Stang's lil bro. Which is the youtuber Bubzbeauty.( I think Zena knows who(guy) I'm talking about.) Really, the hair &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;/style same, same face, he's a guy(hopefully, haha.) Hmm.. maybe he's really in Singapore. Quite cool if you really get to meet someone you've seen o&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;. Well, he's actually a Facebook friend too ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, let's get our focus back on the movie. Mmm, would rate 2.5/5. Don't really like it, it an hour half(I think) movie, but it seems like a short film. Like the scene never change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;f someone asks you what's the movie about, "er, about people trying to stop a train." "that's it?!" "yea."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kay, lame dialog, but you get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Train back with Fina(of course.) Didn't talk much after that, guess we're all (two of us actually.) tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Drown myself out from the noises in the train with music. that's it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Took some photos on the way back, I think people looked at me for a sec when I accidentally used flash light, haha. I kind of forgot to take photos for the day, so if you like photos of the floor, grass, park: &lt;b&gt;scroll down&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOVC1H1AzaI/AAAAAAAAB1o/iYr8tDLcPoc/s1600/DSC02225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOVC1H1AzaI/AAAAAAAAB1o/iYr8tDLcPoc/s400/DSC02225.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540908396951162274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOVB7zBUhkI/AAAAAAAAB1g/c1Z1g3GW3FE/s1600/DSC02222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOVB7zBUhkI/AAAAAAAAB1g/c1Z1g3GW3FE/s400/DSC02222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540907412113098306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOVA1Fmd3YI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/U4ClSMzPaVY/s1600/DSC02227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOVA1Fmd3YI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/U4ClSMzPaVY/s400/DSC02227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540906197330025858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-2204692991316549582?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/2204692991316549582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=2204692991316549582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2204692991316549582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2204692991316549582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-went-out-with-fina-today-to-ngee.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TOU_wCVI3yI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/PIg0PAVCJ2A/s72-c/DSC02218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-8911012730219682038</id><published>2010-11-02T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T21:12:23.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TNAMx920fOI/AAAAAAAAB1I/xKrWSCZbazA/s1600/sdfg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TNAMx920fOI/AAAAAAAAB1I/xKrWSCZbazA/s400/sdfg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534937994595957986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My emotions have been a roller coaster ride these days. Not because I want to, but because under certain circumstances. It's for a good and bad cause. But I guess crying isn't good for the health. Too bad I breakdown easily, haha. Or I have to hold to tears there.&lt;br /&gt;*inspiration strikes* Whoooooo, I think I need to write a song now. Alright, I'll upload some videos really soon. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the halfway blogging, but I really need to write it before it goes off. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-8911012730219682038?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/8911012730219682038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=8911012730219682038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8911012730219682038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8911012730219682038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-emotions-have-been-roller-coaster.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TNAMx920fOI/AAAAAAAAB1I/xKrWSCZbazA/s72-c/sdfg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-5930103306551182992</id><published>2010-10-28T21:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T21:53:07.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMl1lI0_bKI/AAAAAAAAB1A/NtK_J2PMbAk/s1600/P1000495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMl1lI0_bKI/AAAAAAAAB1A/NtK_J2PMbAk/s400/P1000495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533082898086718626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sky looks kind of weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Earth is an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; place, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mysterious&lt;/span&gt; place. So many things happen and go. So many wonders just does its trick and we never understood. And out of all the animals, us, the human beings, seemed to be the ones ruling the world at the moment. We live our individual lives, fighting for positions, working towards our dreams, discovering who we are. But we never really thought about sharing a bit of the world back to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mother &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that us human beings are being selfish to Mother Earth. I am selfish at this point. Because all we care about is to just live life in our own meaningful way, but will it even be possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 40 years time, the world will be desperately in need of electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 40 years time, what kind of an Earth do you expect? The &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the air, the harmful &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;UV rays&lt;/span&gt; coming through the broken ozone layer. I wonder how long can the Earth last, I think 40 years is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too long&lt;/span&gt; to think about. One thing's for sure, it will never be the same as how it is now. &lt;blockquote&gt;I know this sounds really lame, but let's face it. It's our Earth, and you're living in it.&lt;/blockquote&gt; I think you know the usual. So start doing your part in saving the place you're living in, Earth. It will slow down the process of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Global Warming&lt;/span&gt;, and probably even recovers itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's fair to those countries that did not do anything to contribute to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Global Warming, &lt;/span&gt;yet are the ones experiencing the natural disasters. The innocent people are suffering for no reason. It should be our responsibility to clear the mess. So, I have said my piece, hope you get it in already :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-5930103306551182992?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/5930103306551182992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=5930103306551182992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5930103306551182992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5930103306551182992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/10/sky-looks-kind-of-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMl1lI0_bKI/AAAAAAAAB1A/NtK_J2PMbAk/s72-c/P1000495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-2389955451510669189</id><published>2010-10-27T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T22:30:32.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMgul4jKtiI/AAAAAAAAB04/QZ_FAGb9Swg/s1600/P10ad00509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMgul4jKtiI/AAAAAAAAB04/QZ_FAGb9Swg/s400/P10ad00509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532723370594580002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back home from school, the 'Meet The Parent' session. Mrs Kok speech for the parents was pointless.&lt;br /&gt;Many weren't even paying attention. Some played iPod games, some was listening to the radio with their ear piece(Yes, I saw from two seats away.), I even saw one, taking self-portraits(zilian, you know what I mean la.)?!?! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with my English, I improve by two grades!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and as usual, the As for D&amp;amp;T and MT. Other than that, need to really study like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Mr Soong talked to my mum and I. I admit, I was swallowing my tears(as in, you know.)&lt;br /&gt;But it's the first time I hear from Mr Soong that he's not telling a student to consider dropping Additional Mathematics. In fact, he encourages me to work harder, and he wants me to continue taking the subject. I was quite shock, because knowing his style, he always encourages the student to drop the subject(like asking them to consider.).&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my best.&lt;br /&gt;This time for sure. Because I am the author of my life, I'm gonna write the awesome part in this chapter. So stay tune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-2389955451510669189?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/2389955451510669189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=2389955451510669189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2389955451510669189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2389955451510669189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-back-home-from-school-meet-parent.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMgul4jKtiI/AAAAAAAAB04/QZ_FAGb9Swg/s72-c/P10ad00509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-1702188553857215317</id><published>2010-10-26T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T21:44:22.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMbZ1uu-yLI/AAAAAAAAB0w/JdOAm1ae074/s1600/neversaynever_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMbZ1uu-yLI/AAAAAAAAB0w/JdOAm1ae074/s400/neversaynever_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532348709372610738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The trailer was amazing :) It will be even better cos it's in 3D! Awesome much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;AH! Alphonsus just got me really nervous :(! Hopefully he's joking about the book, AND THE MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;I'm more disappointed on the book, haiz..&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been looking for a job lately. More into telemarketing.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to earn some money and probably save it for my future or something. I need a lot of money for my future :) Cos it's gonna be big :D&lt;br /&gt;I already have it in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a different subject. I've been slacking a lot on my videos.&lt;br /&gt;The video editing software updated itself and some functions are missing?!?! Had the examination period earlier on. Yea, I'll get back on track soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's post is really crappy. Till then, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-1702188553857215317?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/1702188553857215317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=1702188553857215317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1702188553857215317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1702188553857215317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/10/trailer-was-amazing-it-will-be-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMbZ1uu-yLI/AAAAAAAAB0w/JdOAm1ae074/s72-c/neversaynever_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-7565531274725478017</id><published>2010-10-22T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T22:21:56.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMGdYDpB5UI/AAAAAAAAB0o/mEpQfjR2vXU/s1600/P1000439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMGdYDpB5UI/AAAAAAAAB0o/mEpQfjR2vXU/s400/P1000439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530874854007498050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Everyday, we're forced to make uncomfortable choices, but what if fate gave you the chance to look into the future and see that one of your decisions would change your life forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I've seen what has change my life forever. My choice for this school. I could have gone to Riverside, but I chose Woodlands Ring.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing and bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;I think you can start to tell I'm regretting it.&lt;br /&gt;I had this weird mind set back then.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that the school will put better teachers in the better classes, and the lower ends one are like.. You know.&lt;br /&gt;So I chose Woodlands Ring.&lt;br /&gt;And yea, I was proven wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if I'm in Riverside now. My academic may be of a higher level, but I will not be who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;I will still be that complacent, follow-along-with-the-group girl.&lt;br /&gt;So in one way, I'm thankful to the school. In a way, I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not regretting&lt;/span&gt; too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you can tell, I did a lot of thinking today. I guess, it's really time I make some achievements for my parents.&lt;br /&gt;I have done it before, I can do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up my laptop next year, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-7565531274725478017?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/7565531274725478017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=7565531274725478017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7565531274725478017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7565531274725478017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/10/everyday-were-forced-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMGdYDpB5UI/AAAAAAAAB0o/mEpQfjR2vXU/s72-c/P1000439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-8979060921831648288</id><published>2010-10-21T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T23:45:15.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMBZ-khW9_I/AAAAAAAAB0g/QOnL17tslZk/s1600/DSC02075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMBZ-khW9_I/AAAAAAAAB0g/QOnL17tslZk/s400/DSC02075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530519273901324274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally back in school:) I'm happy to be back because I'm like so outdated(?!) on the school stuff, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, collected our IC today. Now, I feel so much, er, grown up:)&lt;br /&gt;IC leh, it's really cool to me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really nervous about getting promoted or otherwise.. You know, the usual worried me(as always, haiz.) Yea, but Runfa told me how he analysis his results and stuff. Hmm.. which I thought, maybe I really think too much.&lt;br /&gt;Now, the only thing I worry is my percentage..&lt;br /&gt;But.. really studied hard this time, I don't know what went wrong and I have not seen my scripts.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need my lady luck back.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, lady luck, come back.&lt;br /&gt;I'll speak you all soon. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-8979060921831648288?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/8979060921831648288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=8979060921831648288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8979060921831648288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8979060921831648288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/10/finally-back-in-school-im-happy-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TMBZ-khW9_I/AAAAAAAAB0g/QOnL17tslZk/s72-c/DSC02075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-1037988773577031573</id><published>2010-10-19T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T22:40:13.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TL2rXw77ulI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/kDFeRXzc1yY/s1600/P1000480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TL2rXw77ulI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/kDFeRXzc1yY/s400/P1000480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529764342242458194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been really sick recently. don't even know where the source of illness came from.&lt;br /&gt;Been to the doctor's yesterday. He said I had a double attack(kinda scared me.), one is my high fever, the other is food poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;It was so bad that I vomited like 6 or 7 times in 3 hours, before I went to see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;My body can't even take water in, it just threw everything up. Really bad :(&lt;br /&gt;I thought my stomach was turned inside-out, lol.&lt;br /&gt;But got better after taking the medication, and I got much better today, just that my whole head aches really badly.&lt;br /&gt;Should be back in school by tomorrow. Wow, haven't been to school for 6 days, haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to get really worried for my results, haven't seen any one of it yet, only heard about my D&amp;amp;T, I passed :)&lt;br /&gt;That should be all. I'm suppose to be sleeping now, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Nights all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-1037988773577031573?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/1037988773577031573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=1037988773577031573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1037988773577031573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1037988773577031573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/10/have-been-really-sick-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TL2rXw77ulI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/kDFeRXzc1yY/s72-c/P1000480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-230580394767911204</id><published>2010-10-13T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T23:43:13.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TLXMbRn1CRI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/F0VfrrX6R1k/s1600/DSC02154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TLXMbRn1CRI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/F0VfrrX6R1k/s400/DSC02154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527548886626142482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Cinnamon Rolls&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I miss the time when I was in the illusion that you've created for me,  when I thought everyone was alright, when I felt so innocent..&lt;br /&gt;And then, you force me to carry the guilt that I've never made. But  thank god I found out the truth, so, no. I don't plead for guiltiness.You may not have known the truth yet, but I believe, one day, you'll  understand.&lt;br /&gt;Till date, I've never regretted my acts in life. Even with the current position in life, no regrets.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hello hello!&lt;/span&gt; I've not blogged for more than a week now.&lt;br /&gt;Was trying to minimize the amount of distraction. I even tried to avoid my phone. The only time I've checked my phone is before I leave for school, so I'm really sorry if I send many late reply(I even ignored some, sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;But my laptop is one thing I really cannot resist. Without the Internet, I don't even have the mood to study. I suppose that's an addiction, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Tweeting&lt;/span&gt; too much ;)&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, if the Internet doesn't exist, I'll probably be an artist(first passion), or a top student or something. Just saying ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, with me blogging means that the examinations are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt;. Yay! Can't wait for Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; cupcakes honey ;)&lt;br /&gt;WHOO-LALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. let's see. OH. I went to shop for the ingredients just now. I must say, Singapore's variety of food/goods are really limited.&lt;br /&gt;Those geography notes that say we have a great variety of food/goods, they &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;lied&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's like every time I wanna buy an ingredient, a material or what shit. It's so hard to find that I have to resort to online shopping.&lt;br /&gt;It's like you can't even find a food colouring gel. Not those liquid ones, the gel ones.&lt;br /&gt;Fairprice don't even have a box of white cake mix(they don't even have cake mix, only pancake mix.)-.- Serious fail leh. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;YOU AIN'T GOT NO WHITE CAKE MIX&lt;/span&gt;(LMAO.)&lt;br /&gt;And the worse part is that the materials for my hobby isn't easy to get.&lt;br /&gt;This is the part why America is so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-230580394767911204?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/230580394767911204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=230580394767911204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/230580394767911204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/230580394767911204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/10/cinnamon-rolls-i-miss-time-when-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TLXMbRn1CRI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/F0VfrrX6R1k/s72-c/DSC02154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-6259405634767955635</id><published>2010-09-27T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T22:08:26.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TKCi7fCge6I/AAAAAAAAB0I/fXyd0Xr_xcc/s1600/DSC02021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TKCi7fCge6I/AAAAAAAAB0I/fXyd0Xr_xcc/s400/DSC02021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521592285984226210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously out of luck. no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna elaborate on the little events. But something big happened, well, at least it's big to me.&lt;br /&gt;My email got hacked. Sounds like peanuts, but my email is freaking important to me.&lt;br /&gt;It's as half as important as my life.&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell you what's inside, but one of which is my "Justin Bieber followed your Twitter" mail. Gosh, how can the hacker hack me :(!&lt;br /&gt;I register everything with that email, I need it back. freaking important okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Hacker,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't get angry with you if you own up but if I found out who you are before you even own up. Expect the unexpected okay.&lt;br /&gt;I know it takes courage to own up, but I believe if you still have your integrity, you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;Your Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Esther.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-6259405634767955635?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/6259405634767955635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=6259405634767955635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6259405634767955635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6259405634767955635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-seriously-out-of-luck.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TKCi7fCge6I/AAAAAAAAB0I/fXyd0Xr_xcc/s72-c/DSC02021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-3745274434572699742</id><published>2010-09-24T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T00:16:58.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJt7FL-XFQI/AAAAAAAAB0A/KNK10QtJBAQ/s1600/DSC01613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJt7FL-XFQI/AAAAAAAAB0A/KNK10QtJBAQ/s400/DSC01613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520141097316586754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weird looking cake, totally describes "put your hands behind your head"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm kinda pissed off with "put your hands behind your head"(inside joke). She was my examiner for the oral.&lt;br /&gt;She dislikes me, and neither do I like her okay. It's like clashes.&lt;br /&gt;When I come to know that she's my examiner, I know. GG.&lt;br /&gt;And indeed. Like during my conversation part, SHE TOTALLY IGNORE ME. WHAT IS THIS?!&lt;br /&gt;"put your hands behind your head" was like looking at the people behind me, looking at the ceiling, giving the -.- face through out the whole oral, pretending to look bored. JUST BASICALLY NOT LOOKING AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;I could tell, she's not even listening to what I say. She was just waiting for me to talk finish, then tell me the next topic.&lt;br /&gt;And she freaking insulted my intelligences during the picture discussion, not gonna elaborate on that.&lt;br /&gt;_|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, enough of her. I'm gonna go do my homework now. Good morning people:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-3745274434572699742?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/3745274434572699742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=3745274434572699742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3745274434572699742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3745274434572699742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/09/weird-looking-cake-totally-describes.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJt7FL-XFQI/AAAAAAAAB0A/KNK10QtJBAQ/s72-c/DSC01613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-2036217727658512895</id><published>2010-09-22T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T23:41:45.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJohtNyAuwI/AAAAAAAABz4/dh2cOG-BvzM/s1600/P1000440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJohtNyAuwI/AAAAAAAABz4/dh2cOG-BvzM/s400/P1000440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519761353973218050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Your imperfections give you the colour in life  which makes you who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA LI LA!~ I think I had a great day. Everything seems to be going quite smooth, in my way.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Though some may ignore my words of advice :(&lt;br /&gt;But whatever's the case, I really love the current situation of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, I did the camp proposal already.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it will be approved and the Library will party(just kidding.)&lt;br /&gt;But I think it'll be fun ;D Got amazing race leh. INSIDE THE LIBRARY.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, gonna go sleep now. There's oral paper tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&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/3040731822464636915-2036217727658512895?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/2036217727658512895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=2036217727658512895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2036217727658512895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2036217727658512895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/09/your-imperfections-give-you-colour-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJohtNyAuwI/AAAAAAAABz4/dh2cOG-BvzM/s72-c/P1000440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-3572810412518507713</id><published>2010-09-21T19:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T20:08:17.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJiU1JvyLsI/AAAAAAAABzw/ZKNWPykGLIw/s1600/P1000436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJiU1JvyLsI/AAAAAAAABzw/ZKNWPykGLIw/s400/P1000436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519324984212860610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEE!~ I'm quite happy, I think I'm finally able to catch up with the class on A Maths.&lt;br /&gt;The mess is pretty much almost settled :) Now I just need to do more practices.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. think I had a great day at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, studied with Fina in the library. Feel so enlightened as she explains the A Maths questions to me :D Thanks uh. Lol, I sound so obsess with A Maths.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I don't really like it, cos it's quite easy to forget how to do. But, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJiU0_8aZsI/AAAAAAAABzo/TIso5CWQp0U/s1600/P1000444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJiU0_8aZsI/AAAAAAAABzo/TIso5CWQp0U/s400/P1000444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519324981581473474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to have a McDonald's dinner with Fina:)&lt;br /&gt;Bump into Alphonsus and Afiq, walked here and there at the gate for about 10 minutes(l0l.)&lt;br /&gt;Then head over to Admiralty with Fina for McDonald's :D&lt;br /&gt;Had a bit of a talking, confessed to Fina my ridiculous secret(kinda, and I'm sorry. I don't crush on anyone in school.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mmm.. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJiU0spT8pI/AAAAAAAABzg/J0ShZfbE00g/s1600/P1000452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJiU0spT8pI/AAAAAAAABzg/J0ShZfbE00g/s400/P1000452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519324976401085074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After some munching on the food, the two came along.&lt;br /&gt;They. Er, did their stuff. I'm pretty much the light bulb there, not that I wanted to. LOL. Not involved, and I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I was joking around.(Doesn't sound like me at all, lol.) Trying to lighten the atmosphere, or it'll get to tight-up.&lt;br /&gt;And I think Chao Yi and company mistook Alphonsus for his purpose of presence at McDonald's. Haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When life gives you lemons, don't throw the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lemons&lt;/span&gt; back and expect &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;apples&lt;/span&gt;. Instead, make &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;l&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lemons&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make the best of what you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJiU0EFXPNI/AAAAAAAABzY/VAkH5467wUs/s1600/P1000454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJiU0EFXPNI/AAAAAAAABzY/VAkH5467wUs/s400/P1000454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519324965512887506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJiUzTbNkuI/AAAAAAAABzQ/g2PYBkbU5Jk/s1600/P1000436.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-3572810412518507713?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/3572810412518507713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=3572810412518507713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3572810412518507713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3572810412518507713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/09/wee-im-quite-happy-i-think-im-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJiU1JvyLsI/AAAAAAAABzw/ZKNWPykGLIw/s72-c/P1000436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-2943819082899865034</id><published>2010-09-20T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:28:01.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just realise the song on my blog got deleted, changed it to Common Denominator.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, it's a Justin Bieber song. I don't care already, I'm gonna put whatever song I want. So if you're a JB hater, go away:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJdcrNL4C_I/AAAAAAAABzI/vy_0PxRLok8/s1600/DSC01986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJdcrNL4C_I/AAAAAAAABzI/vy_0PxRLok8/s400/DSC01986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518981765709433842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(my sculpture kinda melt in the oven, press wrong temperature:()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, wow,  I feel so drunk or drugged. It feels so lost, blur, I don't know what happening, I don't feel like I'm in reality :(&lt;br /&gt;Crystal felt that too, maybe it's the canteen food? Or some gases that we inhale, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;At one point during A Maths, I seriously thought I was gonna faint. I could feel my body swaying gently(LOL?!), don't feel stable.&lt;br /&gt;But I still manage to take the E Maths test:) What a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we're talking about Maths. I'm really worried, all my knowledge for A Maths is now in a mess, and I don't know how to clear this freaking mess. I'm so confused.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like dropping, but I know I shouldn't, and that would be dumb. Because I know I need my A Maths for courses in future.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo, sometimes I really wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Why are we learning about things that aren't necessary in our lives?&lt;br /&gt;Especially Humanities, the most useless one.&lt;br /&gt;Not like it's the one of those key to survivor, nor would it save your life.&lt;br /&gt;No kidnapper let you go even if you tell them Seawalls protect the coast from getting eroded and need careful maintenance. It's stupid man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJdcqnQicwI/AAAAAAAABzA/VKXsBd4AJr8/s1600/DSC01981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJdcqnQicwI/AAAAAAAABzA/VKXsBd4AJr8/s400/DSC01981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518981755528442626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-2943819082899865034?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/2943819082899865034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=2943819082899865034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2943819082899865034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2943819082899865034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-realise-song-on-my-blog-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJdcrNL4C_I/AAAAAAAABzI/vy_0PxRLok8/s72-c/DSC01986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-4813482033457475890</id><published>2010-09-18T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T23:28:51.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm extremely pissed off. I don't even use the word extreme, but it just shows how pissed off I am. with. my. mum.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly thinks that my parents are lucky that I actually allowed them to invade into my privacy. I know I'm not being humble here, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm obviously not happy with it, but I kept quiet until today when they went to the extreme limit.&lt;br /&gt;They(or rather, first it's my father, then my mum.) spy at me while I study, go on the Internet. You know, do my stuff. It's like freaking creepy okay!&lt;br /&gt;It's not their first time, but sorry, there's a limit to everything.&lt;br /&gt;Told them not to do so, but they wouldn't listen. I think that's the result of letting them get too much of my privacy.&lt;br /&gt;But I really can't take it anymore, I had to close the doors and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, all these sounds lame and all but I'm just unhappy alright. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-4813482033457475890?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/4813482033457475890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=4813482033457475890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4813482033457475890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4813482033457475890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-extremely-pissed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-3293447634127087905</id><published>2010-09-16T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T22:24:01.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJIsQdczEkI/AAAAAAAAByw/rVWbiBr3ReM/s1600/DSC02040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJIsQdczEkI/AAAAAAAAByw/rVWbiBr3ReM/s400/DSC02040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517521154777223746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm hanging this on my pencil case now:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today's A Maths test was a disaster for me. I honestly think I might get a zero for the paper. Hopeless. Despite me studying chapter 8 for an hour(just to understand and copy the examples down, which I guess doesn't seem effective.), I still flunk the paper. I honestly never studied A maths for that long before. Normally, it was the practicing that counts more.&lt;br /&gt;But there's always the blessings in disguise. During that 55 minutes paper, I felt so hopeless,  lost. I got my wake up call. This time, it's for real. Because the feeling was so scary, I think Mr Soong saw that 55 minute frown on my face. It's really terrible, so I'm really determine to get an A1 for A Maths EOY. I may meet my target, I may not. But whatever it is, we'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all that A Maths that stressed me out today. I also start wondering how am I gonna tell my mum about my YouTube channel. Surely one day she needs to know. But the problem is, I believe she thinks that YouTube have videos(but according to her, movies) that are XXXX(you know what I mean right.)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, she gets big reaction when I watch YouTube videos. wth. So when I watch the videos, I have to secretly watch it to avoid misunderstanding. Like freaking pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;But again, I need to let her know, I started off on YouTube for a reason. I need it to boost my future career. I need the popularity(I know it's hard) on YouTube as I'm selling my stuff internationally. Yea, I wanna do international business.&lt;br /&gt;But to get the channel popular, you normally have to show your face. And if I do so, I know exactly what kind of misunderstanding it's gonna lead. My mum, she just need to know YouTube more. There's no XXXX videos there. -.- This is bullshit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're like the shooting star as I pinned my  wishes on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-Esther Ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-3293447634127087905?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/3293447634127087905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=3293447634127087905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3293447634127087905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3293447634127087905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-hanging-this-on-my-pencil-case-nowd.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJIsQdczEkI/AAAAAAAAByw/rVWbiBr3ReM/s72-c/DSC02040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-4111188970789898821</id><published>2010-09-15T18:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T19:30:27.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJCmxqMmitI/AAAAAAAAByo/SJBUc0KYB0c/s1600/DSC00779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJCmxqMmitI/AAAAAAAAByo/SJBUc0KYB0c/s400/DSC00779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517092915599805138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wonder if there's a perfect love story happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the months go by, I realised how my best friends fade to be my good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yet, my good friends evolved into my best friends. I guess it's still okay, at least I'm still making friends and maintaining my friendships(I try.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, it just feels strange how the people you used to share your problems with doesn't seemed to be the right person to share your own problems with anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And the people whom you're sharing your problems with are the ones that you once, will never share your own problems with.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds kind of confusing, but that's what I'm really going through right now.&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a problem, but I just feel the evolution of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I don't if it's suppose to feel this way, or is it I'm neglecting my friends?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm confused too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, whatever. I just posted a blog post that doesn't make any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, whatever it is. let's just end the post off with a video:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/sflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" id="embed" align="middle" height="316" width="480"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://wbads.vo.llnwd.net/o25/u/telepixtv/ellen/us/video/player/embed.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="mediaKey=64488179-82ac-4bf3-9e1a-ffb7bfd5e852&amp;amp;image=http://wbads.vo.llnwd.net/o25/u/telepixtv/ellen/us/video/2010-09/12/091210_jadansmith_still.jpg&amp;amp;origin=embed"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://wbads.vo.llnwd.net/o25/u/telepixtv/ellen/us/video/player/embed.swf" flashvars="mediaKey=64488179-82ac-4bf3-9e1a-ffb7bfd5e852&amp;amp;image=http://wbads.vo.llnwd.net/o25/u/telepixtv/ellen/us/video/2010-09/12/091210_jadansmith_still.jpg&amp;amp;origin=embed" name="embed" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="316" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I totally burst into laughter at the last part. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;You need have a bit knowledge on Justin Bieber's songs to get the joke, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-4111188970789898821?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/4111188970789898821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=4111188970789898821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4111188970789898821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4111188970789898821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-totally-burst-into-laughter-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJCmxqMmitI/AAAAAAAAByo/SJBUc0KYB0c/s72-c/DSC00779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-8865191448436630572</id><published>2010-09-13T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T18:54:50.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJCkbh-2sWI/AAAAAAAAByg/tKXN3t2eaMg/s1600/lady++n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJCkbUvMFDI/AAAAAAAAByY/bbvG0FeoYzg/s1600/lady+p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJCkbUvMFDI/AAAAAAAAByY/bbvG0FeoYzg/s400/lady+p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517090332858913842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. watched the MTV Video Music Award. Because.. HEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, looking at the photo above, Lady Gaga wore a meat dress to the VMA. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;And the best part(kinda) was when Taylor Swift sang her song, Innocent. It's about Kanye West.&lt;br /&gt;It ironic how she plays the video at the start of the performance of last year's VMA, where her moment was ruin by Kanye West. And how she sang, "Who you are is not what you did".&lt;br /&gt;Ironic, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I don't even know why I'm blogging about VMAs, it's like nobody cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-8865191448436630572?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/8865191448436630572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=8865191448436630572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8865191448436630572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8865191448436630572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/09/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TJCkbUvMFDI/AAAAAAAAByY/bbvG0FeoYzg/s72-c/lady+p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-3127685920073213241</id><published>2010-09-08T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T16:47:48.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TInlrmBfOjI/AAAAAAAABxw/6PzF_IO8D6w/s1600/P1000346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TInlrmBfOjI/AAAAAAAABxw/6PzF_IO8D6w/s400/P1000346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515191755795806770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Have no idea what I was doing, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day, I'm tired :(&lt;br /&gt;But let's do a blog post while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every thing's&lt;/span&gt; still fresh &amp;amp; raw(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) in my head, and after that, I will go do my homework. (hopefully.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt; today. I did the morning work with this girl from St Nicholas Secondary school(or is it primary?!)&lt;br /&gt;She had this accent that's so.. I wouldn't say that it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt;, but it's just too.. you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Had our lunch break later. I was amazed that my juniors never heard of Toast box, MOS burger, pasta mania. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. But seriously, it's basic knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I ate with Jasmine at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yoshinoya&lt;/span&gt;. She got her takeaways from Long John Silver.&lt;br /&gt;Had a good talk with her, I'm surprise by what she told me. it's like seriously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad one of them still have a good heart. But even without her reminder, I wouldn't 'do it' .&lt;br /&gt;That's just not my style. And looking at the size of their ego(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. Large, medium, small. I got minis, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;:D), I doubt they would approach. :)&lt;br /&gt;But I really enjoy talking to Jasmine, it's like I can really be open with my feelings and tell her everything. I don't know why, talking to Jasmine just feels different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, thanks Jasmine:D It's awesome:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we had our lunch break, when back to the library for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt; till 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then, met Regina, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Alphonsus&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Zhi&lt;/span&gt; Gang(I thought it was suppose to be Eugene, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.).&lt;br /&gt;I feel really bad about the meet up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did our homework, kind of. Regina and Jasmine taught me a bit of A Maths. I feel kinda enlighten, but not fully understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TInoa5tBipI/AAAAAAAABx4/A-QgUupY_eY/s1600/P1000333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TInoa5tBipI/AAAAAAAABx4/A-QgUupY_eY/s400/P1000333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515194767555791506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They played with the camera, then we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt; scolded by the same attitude problem librarian(last year issue). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt;. I'm quite unhappy with her, but let's just respect her personality. *insert sarcasm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TInpF6ZatrI/AAAAAAAAByA/rGpWv-KZItM/s1600/P1000405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TInpF6ZatrI/AAAAAAAAByA/rGpWv-KZItM/s400/P1000405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515195506476365490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Delifrance&lt;/span&gt; for our dinner. Regina and Jasmine ordered the same meal, while I ordered the Chicken steak(or stick? The guy never say properly) meal set thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TInqJ28_qII/AAAAAAAAByQ/CuxCKrCEf5k/s1600/P1000427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TInqJ28_qII/AAAAAAAAByQ/CuxCKrCEf5k/s400/P1000427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515196673782950018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were like regretting their order after the first taste of the sauce, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TInqJZbxwfI/AAAAAAAAByI/KosPMEffwh8/s1600/P1000421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TInqJZbxwfI/AAAAAAAAByI/KosPMEffwh8/s400/P1000421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515196665858998770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I took the other one:D&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine even found hair in the dish, and they kept complaining about the food, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What you pay may just be what you get ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus home with Jasmine after day.&lt;br /&gt;End of story. Photos to be uploaded some other day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-3127685920073213241?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/3127685920073213241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=3127685920073213241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3127685920073213241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3127685920073213241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-cant-upload-any-photos-as-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TInlrmBfOjI/AAAAAAAABxw/6PzF_IO8D6w/s72-c/P1000346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-6937705181210589580</id><published>2010-09-05T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T10:10:05.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TIOVwc0om1I/AAAAAAAABxo/hZzX78f-lCo/s1600/P1000207k.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TIOVwc0om1I/AAAAAAAABxo/hZzX78f-lCo/s400/P1000207k.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513415028434836306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awesome, my first try of editing photos on GIMP 2. Did a vintage one:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH! I feel so guilty. I don't know why? Maybe it's because I didn't do anything productive today. Have been letting lose so much lately, or basically, slacking. Guess I'm not used to it, that's why I feel kinda guilty.&lt;br /&gt;No, I shouldn't even be used to it! Kay, wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to Causeway Point today. I'm like seeing familiar faces EVERYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I have a habit of looking away, avoiding people whom I meet on the street. Don't know why, natural reaction.&lt;br /&gt;I think I met like 6 people. Especially one of them, I was seriously praying that he wouldn't call my name, lol. Annoying guy.&lt;br /&gt;I even saw people from my primary school. Not same class though. Used to be good friends, but can't remember his name.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I had a lot of guy friends in primary school until primary 5. That's when I really settle down for my studies. Back then, I blend better with guys. Hmm, sounds wrong. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think the last person I met recognised me. Ops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that, there's nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of doing a Justin Bieber tutorial, LOL. Those who know me well will know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;No, not a video of me dancing-.-&lt;br /&gt;But it's gonna be epic, LOL:D Might be giving up on the heart tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, shall go prepare the materials now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography students of Mdm Shidah's class, remember to go for the geography lesson tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, bye.&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/3040731822464636915-6937705181210589580?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/6937705181210589580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=6937705181210589580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6937705181210589580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6937705181210589580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/09/awesome-my-first-try-of-editing-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TIOVwc0om1I/AAAAAAAABxo/hZzX78f-lCo/s72-c/P1000207k.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-5257306198890830403</id><published>2010-09-02T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T22:00:40.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-rMDUFKPI/AAAAAAAABxg/v_YXWjwl5Zg/s1600/P1000226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-rMDUFKPI/AAAAAAAABxg/v_YXWjwl5Zg/s400/P1000226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512312692461086962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Honestly, I'm glad that Teachers' day's over. Because after teachers' day, they library wouldn't be organising anymore stuff. It so tiring just to do all the mugs for the teachers. Worth the effort, but it's tiring. Mrs Kok keep telling us that she like the mug we gave her, we even add a quote on the mug. After all, she's a quote fan, lol.&lt;br /&gt;But having to say that, that also means that I'm gonna step down very soon. In about six months time :(!&lt;br /&gt;Too fast, by then, I'll be preparing for the 'O' Levels examination. So not ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;I think 2010 is the fastest year in my secondary school life. Fast and tiring.&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, I've learnt a lot despite the haste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010, what can I say. I think I've changed in the year, or rather, people changed me. I don't know, but whatever it is, I'm glad for the change. But I think I've let loose a bit recently. Whatever it is, it's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Throwing peddles at you may just seem romantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-5257306198890830403?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/5257306198890830403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=5257306198890830403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5257306198890830403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5257306198890830403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/09/honestly-im-glad-that-teachers-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-rMDUFKPI/AAAAAAAABxg/v_YXWjwl5Zg/s72-c/P1000226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-5175973883356951640</id><published>2010-08-31T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:45:23.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-ctU7QK8I/AAAAAAAABww/M-fW92lO6h4/s1600/P1000277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-ctU7QK8I/AAAAAAAABww/M-fW92lO6h4/s400/P1000277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512296771450055618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to do some blogging. Sorry haven't been doing regular blogging, I am on Twitter ALL THE TIME. So addictive, lol. You'll understand if you tweet regularly on Twitter.  Besides, it's better than those Yahoo News, because I get instant news from the trending topic. Just, go create a twitter account, you'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to say, this year's TASAD celebration is really awesome. I think the TASAD planning committee did a great job. Thumbs up:)&lt;br /&gt;Especially the part where the young versions of our Mrs Kok, Mr Clement Lim, Mr Jack Chong, Mr Siva and Mr Chee came in, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I laughed till tears start rolling off my cheeks. No kidding, hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;And the teachers, lol. When the young Mr Chee goes up, then Mr Siva will go push the real Mr Chee. LOL, then when his turn, they go push Mr Siva. &amp;amp; it just goes on. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The dance was great too, great effort on the teachers part.&lt;br /&gt;What an entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-dRZpOI0I/AAAAAAAABw4/lmaVx8sje_g/s1600/P1000278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-dRZpOI0I/AAAAAAAABw4/lmaVx8sje_g/s400/P1000278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512297391191892802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a lot of video editing back in class with Naresh, the window movie beta seriously suck like hell.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like throwing the laptop on the floor, lol.&lt;br /&gt;But we manage to complete the editing in time. extremely sloppy editing, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;So many could tell that I used a you-know-who song, lol. But come on, it's touching.&lt;br /&gt;It just opens up old wounds:/&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the video's with Naresh, but I have a video here for all of ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZeMqVAGee-Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZeMqVAGee-Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-eF1ldVJI/AAAAAAAABxA/kMvHGLj7XcU/s1600/P1000288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-eF1ldVJI/AAAAAAAABxA/kMvHGLj7XcU/s400/P1000288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512298292045501586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was, okay okay la. Now I know why the theme's Hollywood, hah.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-ey259iUI/AAAAAAAABxI/1bCIbT53E8I/s1600/P1000297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-ey259iUI/AAAAAAAABxI/1bCIbT53E8I/s400/P1000297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512299065494047042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-fv1fV96I/AAAAAAAABxQ/CpHaUKxCIqA/s1600/P1000302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-fv1fV96I/AAAAAAAABxQ/CpHaUKxCIqA/s400/P1000302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512300113085986722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-ctU7QK8I/AAAAAAAABww/M-fW92lO6h4/s1600/P1000277.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-fwevYDzI/AAAAAAAABxY/PjgMSPJRT_Q/s1600/P1000310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-fwevYDzI/AAAAAAAABxY/PjgMSPJRT_Q/s400/P1000310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512300124159086386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They ended everything an hour late, which screwed my shedule. End up not being able to go back to primary school. Don't blame them though, it was an awesome celebration. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-5175973883356951640?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/5175973883356951640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=5175973883356951640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5175973883356951640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5175973883356951640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/09/alright-time-to-do-some-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TH-ctU7QK8I/AAAAAAAABww/M-fW92lO6h4/s72-c/P1000277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-658085026539441764</id><published>2010-08-24T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T23:43:57.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/THPnCWxnI1I/AAAAAAAABwQ/pL5mtyOVfkg/s1600/P1000127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/THPnCWxnI1I/AAAAAAAABwQ/pL5mtyOVfkg/s400/P1000127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509000796863669074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/THPnCz9rdTI/AAAAAAAABwY/laaQ5T0ftoA/s1600/P1000147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/THPnCz9rdTI/AAAAAAAABwY/laaQ5T0ftoA/s400/P1000147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509000804698912050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/THPnCKlpfYI/AAAAAAAABwI/8mnJZd-gR74/s1600/P1000097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/THPnCKlpfYI/AAAAAAAABwI/8mnJZd-gR74/s400/P1000097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509000793592266114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/THPnBR2cRbI/AAAAAAAABwA/i2XDfYk3Tk8/s1600/P1000183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/THPnBR2cRbI/AAAAAAAABwA/i2XDfYk3Tk8/s400/P1000183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509000778361882034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Youth Olympic Village yesterday. It was boring man-.-&lt;br /&gt;seriously, I don't know what the volunteers are waiting for, money to rain down?!&lt;br /&gt;Even if it rains, we can visit the sheltered areas first right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, shall not elaborate on the trip. But they bus journey back was worth sitting through.&lt;br /&gt;Had a talk with the few. We were talking about class issues, but only realised that we're talking really loudly after we stop talking, lol.&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's okay la, everyone's like sleeping anyway, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have any hopes for him to change, especially when I see that imperfection in his smile.&lt;br /&gt;You are still you, but you're not being like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. for her, I feel that we should accept her, because what she's doing now doesn't really affect us. Even if it does, we're the ones allowing it affect us, not her.&lt;br /&gt;Pretend and forget what she did and is still doing, treat her normally alright. Because it sucks to be ignored, made fun off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are a class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/THPnDg_2mqI/AAAAAAAABwg/0SGSfuqBTks/s1600/P1000167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/THPnDg_2mqI/AAAAAAAABwg/0SGSfuqBTks/s400/P1000167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509000816787626658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-658085026539441764?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/658085026539441764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=658085026539441764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/658085026539441764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/658085026539441764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/08/went-to-youth-olympic-village-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/THPnCWxnI1I/AAAAAAAABwQ/pL5mtyOVfkg/s72-c/P1000127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-8375914967715941150</id><published>2010-08-14T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T19:14:43.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGaycXVwowI/AAAAAAAABv4/hee0hi6D8Zg/s1600/P1000040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGaycXVwowI/AAAAAAAABv4/hee0hi6D8Zg/s400/P1000040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505283794878374658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this is one of the most &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; creature I have every come across in my life, really.&lt;br /&gt;It's black with two white lines and had some &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;water dripping effect&lt;/span&gt; on the wings. Under the wings is that exact same thing, just that the colour is all negative(white background with black lines).&lt;br /&gt;Bigger than my palm. Probably the size of my hand. It's the coolest butterfly ever. So cool that I have to write a one paragraph long description of it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;JUST LOOK AT IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, enough of that butterfly. I don't feel like updating on what happen previous, kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm really tweeting a lot. And Facebook-ing more often because I'm not blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that my parents have added in new furnitures and household applications to the house for the past few months. Some are intentionally bought, some are for free, and some are bought under some circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;Cool, but nothing has changed in my bedroom. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING!&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;Not even a single new furniture is added:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, there's something that really annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;My father thinks that I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;playing games&lt;/span&gt; on the laptop everytime I switch it on-.-&lt;br /&gt;I know he doesn't know how to use a computer, nor does he know English. But he cannot judge me instantly when I'm on the laptop right? Blogging, tweeting, Facebook-ing, assignments, or even video editing is a totally different thing from the Online Games.&lt;br /&gt;It's probably the hundredth time he asked me to stop playing when I'm actually &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;typing my D&amp;amp;T work&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I did clarify myself during that hundred times of judgement, but he just doesn't seem to get it. Seriously. What is wrong with..?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-8375914967715941150?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/8375914967715941150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=8375914967715941150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8375914967715941150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8375914967715941150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/08/alright-this-is-one-of-most-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGaycXVwowI/AAAAAAAABv4/hee0hi6D8Zg/s72-c/P1000040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-6062900962074068534</id><published>2010-08-10T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T21:39:20.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFVXaPQ6PI/AAAAAAAABvw/VRAV4qoZ_EM/s1600/DSC01649.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFVWzvH3UI/AAAAAAAABvo/U-tpyQvnqxI/s1600/DSC01625.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFNDZekloI/AAAAAAAABvA/BBXFeD_w9Eo/s1600/ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFNDZekloI/AAAAAAAABvA/BBXFeD_w9Eo/s400/ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503764940397516418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there:)! So it's our nation's birthday, and I've watched the NDP on tv. I guess this year's NDP show is much better compared to last year's:)&lt;br /&gt;Singapore, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the school celebrated NDP on friday. Check the photos out:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFVWzvH3UI/AAAAAAAABvo/U-tpyQvnqxI/s1600/DSC01625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFVWzvH3UI/AAAAAAAABvo/U-tpyQvnqxI/s400/DSC01625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503774069956795714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFNCz3HDkI/AAAAAAAABu4/iYBzCySziv8/s1600/DSC01631.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFNCCskk5I/AAAAAAAABuw/_pPPx2ymuvs/s1600/DSC01639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFNCCskk5I/AAAAAAAABuw/_pPPx2ymuvs/s400/DSC01639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503764917102351250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFVXaPQ6PI/AAAAAAAABvw/VRAV4qoZ_EM/s1600/DSC01649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFVXaPQ6PI/AAAAAAAABvw/VRAV4qoZ_EM/s400/DSC01649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503774080292153586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFNBd2UFWI/AAAAAAAABuo/gPW47OCqToc/s1600/DSC01644.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFNAvYzMeI/AAAAAAAABug/Nuj3pLnNcLc/s1600/DSC01646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFNAvYzMeI/AAAAAAAABug/Nuj3pLnNcLc/s400/DSC01646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503764894739280354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I didn't really like is that there's no class activities:/ I prefer having class activities as well. I don't know, just feel kinda weird without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I attempt grilling some chicken wings on my mini griller/bread toaster.&lt;br /&gt;There are different palates to choose from, you can change however you like:D!&lt;br /&gt;Fun. The chickens were a bit burnt, but it taste yummy:)! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFP8uJlYkI/AAAAAAAABvg/1Hv3SQp5E7g/s1600/DSC01733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFP8uJlYkI/AAAAAAAABvg/1Hv3SQp5E7g/s400/DSC01733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503768124222431810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFP8J1i9HI/AAAAAAAABvY/cV4ZFhyXxwA/s1600/DSC01732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFP8J1i9HI/AAAAAAAABvY/cV4ZFhyXxwA/s400/DSC01732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503768114474710130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFP7llfcDI/AAAAAAAABvQ/yC2jWFj3g1E/s1600/DSC01731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFP7llfcDI/AAAAAAAABvQ/yC2jWFj3g1E/s400/DSC01731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503768104743694386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Haven't been blogging much because I was on Twitter and Facebook(not really) all the time;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-6062900962074068534?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/6062900962074068534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=6062900962074068534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6062900962074068534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6062900962074068534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-there-so-its-our-nations-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TGFNDZekloI/AAAAAAAABvA/BBXFeD_w9Eo/s72-c/ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-7104728011602569578</id><published>2010-08-05T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T23:42:27.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TFrX7RRYMHI/AAAAAAAABuY/eG_82ZL_z30/s1600/DSC01147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TFrX7RRYMHI/AAAAAAAABuY/eG_82ZL_z30/s400/DSC01147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501947308035027058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummy &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;blueberry-flavoured&lt;/span&gt; Oreo. But sadly, Singapore doesn't sell this flavour:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once again, I had a good laugh today.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it's probably one of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; SS lessons I ever had. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;We took our test today, and after that, Mdm Chan asked us to exchange the papers and mark the elaboration section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I SERIOUSLY HAD THE BEST LAUGH OF THE DAY!&lt;/span&gt; Many answers were so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;epic&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Especially the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Maria Hertogh&lt;/span&gt; ones. There's was a &lt;u&gt;Maria Hertough&lt;/u&gt;(LOL!), and mine, &lt;u&gt;Maria Hertoid&lt;/u&gt;. LMAO! Haha, I'm laughing at myself, can't help it. The whole class &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;laughed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;giggled&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;'gh'&lt;/span&gt; did come into my consideration when I'm spelling that name. But I thought it sound kinda weird if I put the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;'gh'&lt;/span&gt;. It would sound like Maria Her&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dog&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. Sorry, no intention of making fun of Maria Hertogh.&lt;br /&gt;But I seriously forgot how to spell her name, ops.&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny that since it's the last period, and the laughter is still fresh, I burst into laughter on my way home. Haha! Especially when I see some passersby, I was like holding on to my laughter, and pretending to cough. :D&lt;br /&gt;Seriously a good one! *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha(how many 'haha' have I said already?), but I think it's quite a good lesson. Because I've about 90% of the content in my head now, due to all that epic-ness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-7104728011602569578?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/7104728011602569578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=7104728011602569578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7104728011602569578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7104728011602569578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/08/once-again-i-had-good-laugh-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TFrX7RRYMHI/AAAAAAAABuY/eG_82ZL_z30/s72-c/DSC01147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-2350077698205541941</id><published>2010-08-02T22:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T23:35:55.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TFbSJnjf8DI/AAAAAAAABuQ/_mUFWVLjmHk/s1600/DSC01584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TFbSJnjf8DI/AAAAAAAABuQ/_mUFWVLjmHk/s400/DSC01584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500815057558171698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe.. we need to talk.&lt;br /&gt;You might be  thinking that I've changed, but actually.. you're the one changing.&lt;br /&gt;I  can't catch up with your change, nor can I adapt to it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting  to dislike you, but at the same time, realising that you're still the  old you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused, I don't know what my heart feeling exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  guess.. everyone changes, it's just whether we can take it all in or  not.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I know I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been experiencing several headaches in school today.&lt;br /&gt;Especially during Additional Mathematics, the head is like aching inside:( That's probably why it's called headache.&lt;br /&gt;But Additional Mathematics was quite fun, though I switched off for the last 15 minutes due to the headache.&lt;br /&gt;We were discussing about Mrs Kok's hair with Mr Soong. LOL! I sure had a good laugh for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Was laughing till I need to catch my breathe, AHAHA:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way. My seating arrangement was changed. I'm now sitting with Alphonsus.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm still okay with it. He was nicer than I thought, lol. But who knows, one day, I might get really irritated by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather these day were really bad(I know I was talking about sitting arrangement, a sudden change of topic.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was really bad.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the wind.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember waking up in the Sunday morning at 5.45am as my room windows flipped open.&lt;br /&gt;There was like heavy storm out there, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I close the window.&lt;br /&gt;Back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Window flipped open.&lt;br /&gt;I close the window.&lt;br /&gt;Back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Window flipped open.&lt;br /&gt;I close the window.&lt;br /&gt;Back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Window flipped open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, you get the idea. My sleep was disturbed! the wind out there was too strong.&lt;br /&gt;I know, the wind is suppose to blow against my windows, but I have no idea why it's 'sucking' my windows?! I tried locking it, it still flip open. that's how bad the wind was.&lt;br /&gt;What a wind sucker. lol.&lt;br /&gt;and I was struggling to double lock my windows, but the locks are on the revert side. Plus, I'm battling with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;So tiring sia.(I can't help it but say 'sia' :D)&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's unpredictable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-2350077698205541941?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/2350077698205541941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=2350077698205541941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2350077698205541941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2350077698205541941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/08/have-been-experiencing-several.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TFbSJnjf8DI/AAAAAAAABuQ/_mUFWVLjmHk/s72-c/DSC01584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-8284067209666357215</id><published>2010-07-30T17:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T21:09:46.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TFKeUGVKmQI/AAAAAAAABuI/D7ZIzwn6HkA/s1600/DSC01390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TFKeUGVKmQI/AAAAAAAABuI/D7ZIzwn6HkA/s400/DSC01390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499632163106756866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Make the best out of what you have."&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who said this quote, or is there even such a quote? But I have been secretly appealing it during CCA for more than two years now.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I really regret choosing Library as a CCA. &amp;amp; if I can choose again, Library would definitely not be my choice.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I have to deal with what I chose. So I really appealed that quote(or rather, used the quote).&lt;br /&gt;Though this process, I enjoyed being with my CCA members and my CCA teacher. I guess it wasn't really about the CCA for me, but rather, serving the school.&lt;br /&gt;The CCA itself is not really just shelving books, wrapping books. It also organise events and such.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you might see the noticeboards at the Corporal Office with random news on it. It's nicely decorated, but no one reads it. That noticeboard itself didn't come easy. We're the ones doing all the 'backstage work'. But it was quite fun;D&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, you receive some bookmarks that every student in the school will get it. That didn't come easy too, we manually cut the papers,tie the ribbons.&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is, with that quote, I discovered and enjoyed so much about myself and the community(CCA).&lt;br /&gt;And it has brought me to where I wanna be(;D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, it's time to use it on my academic wise. I hope it works for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have so much to post about today and yesterday, but I have been wanting to post this for quite some time now to serve as a reminder to myself:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-8284067209666357215?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/8284067209666357215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=8284067209666357215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8284067209666357215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8284067209666357215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/07/make-best-out-of-what-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TFKeUGVKmQI/AAAAAAAABuI/D7ZIzwn6HkA/s72-c/DSC01390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-4375212204537736498</id><published>2010-07-27T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:53:47.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TE7tswcztWI/AAAAAAAABuA/nnRyat_XHfg/s1600/DSC01380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TE7tswcztWI/AAAAAAAABuA/nnRyat_XHfg/s400/DSC01380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498593548241712482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D!&lt;br /&gt;What's an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;enjoyable&lt;/span&gt; day! I think life's getting better:) Not in terms of academic but in terms of relationships&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(friendship kinda thing)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;closer&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happier&lt;/span&gt; with my friends as the days goes by:)&lt;br /&gt;So had the usual circle time thing in the morning, there was like only Emily &amp;amp; I in my group O_O&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if my group only left me myself, I think I will leave too. It will be a consideration for now.&lt;br /&gt;Had home period&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(sounds so wrong)&lt;/span&gt; after that. I can see Mdm Chan trying to settle some stuff so that we could at least have a conducive environment to study in. Good.&lt;br /&gt;A Maths after recess, sometimes, I really wish that I could record the whole A Maths lesson. Because watching Mr Soong itself is entertaining enough. Even when he scolds people, I feel like laughing. HAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;My junior shared with me that his class dedicated a song to Mr Soong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我送你离开, 千里之外~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, anyone get the joke? I was like laughing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, joke only applicable to chinese-speaking people.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, continuing on. Had MT, then English, lunch break and Geography.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting enjoying my Geography lessons pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Ms Shidah's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;glossy lip gloss&lt;/span&gt;. Like what Shafiq said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;DISTRACTING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Head over for CCA after that.&lt;br /&gt;We did up the wording for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;YOG&lt;/span&gt; noticeboard. &amp;amp; in the meantime, had a heart-to-heart(well, at least that's for me) chatting session with Jasmine. Talked about the past, and the present. Though I don't really like what she did in the past, but I have to say this. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jasmine's a good listener:)&lt;/span&gt; Thanks uh.&lt;br /&gt;Had a bit of a problem with Shi Jing's father(sort of, it was his problem man-.-), but when I called Shi Jing. Everything seems fine? Like so easy to settle. Well, let's just say problem resolved over a phone call:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed myself at school today:) Hope it's the same for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;And may learning be as enjoyable as what I have experience:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NARESH LIKE JUSTIN BIEBER?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-4375212204537736498?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/4375212204537736498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=4375212204537736498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4375212204537736498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4375212204537736498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/07/d-whats-enjoyable-day-i-think-lifes.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TE7tswcztWI/AAAAAAAABuA/nnRyat_XHfg/s72-c/DSC01380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-3002011252777721887</id><published>2010-07-23T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:00:29.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall not be lazy and start blogging.&lt;br /&gt;It's Racial Harmony people:D!&lt;br /&gt;And the night before, I actually broke down cos I can't find my freaking green &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt; costume. I wasn't sad, was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;frustrated&lt;/span&gt; while finding, was helpless that no one can borrow me any other costumes cos everyone loan out theirs.&lt;br /&gt;But I was so happy when Fina message me in the morning, saying that she could borrow me one.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, so my $60 costume is gone, to I don't know where. Maybe one day, I'll find it in my house. Just somewhere, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was in-charged of the class deco. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Timah&lt;/span&gt; and Mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chua&lt;/span&gt; was being really nice to teach the whole class based on one-by-one teaching method on how to fold cranes, while I go change into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Malay&lt;/span&gt; costume that Fina got me(THANKS FINA!). Actually, didn't expect them to be teaching though. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was really busy, trying to find my scissor(someone took it, now, it's missing.), trying to make a 'hanging-crane' kinda thing, trying to get the tread into the needle, trying to refold other cranes. But everyone was being helpful to just fold one crane. It's enough. I end up having about 50-100 cranes? Didn't bother to count. Anyway, here's the ending result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEwxZos7psI/AAAAAAAABtw/7rBzASM6-UU/s1600/DSC01534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEwxZos7psI/AAAAAAAABtw/7rBzASM6-UU/s400/DSC01534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497823561604900546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We used the 'vandalised' dark blue inked thing on the wall as the rain. So the basic concept is shower people with love(hearts), the cranes are probably to symbolise world peace? I don't know, looks peaceful to me. And the photos, beautify the deco. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And the noticeboard was quite nicely done too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEw2BNhGkcI/AAAAAAAABt4/4MB7jEpAWbQ/s1600/DSC01535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEw2BNhGkcI/AAAAAAAABt4/4MB7jEpAWbQ/s400/DSC01535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497828639548805570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Nice uh, got the cool gradient effect:)&lt;br /&gt;I did the 3 Vivacious wording! Okay, a few help me with the cutting too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how's the people doing at the booth, but it seems pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEwxYzD1cwI/AAAAAAAABtg/6Ws8l_jdhts/s1600/DSC01486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEwxYzD1cwI/AAAAAAAABtg/6Ws8l_jdhts/s400/DSC01486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497823547205448450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEwxZUIV5aI/AAAAAAAABto/JraK6UBTgPs/s1600/DSC01454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEwxZUIV5aI/AAAAAAAABto/JraK6UBTgPs/s400/DSC01454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497823556082722210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Timah&lt;/span&gt; bought us some food too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEwxYBPbwLI/AAAAAAAABtY/Kkk0030m2T0/s1600/DSC01405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEwxYBPbwLI/AAAAAAAABtY/Kkk0030m2T0/s400/DSC01405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497823533832323250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEwxXeLd9UI/AAAAAAAABtQ/Gc69ozFNy_4/s1600/DSC01406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEwxXeLd9UI/AAAAAAAABtQ/Gc69ozFNy_4/s400/DSC01406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497823524420449602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm starting to like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Timah&lt;/span&gt;. Not because of the food, but when she was helping me with the deco, I realise she wasn't as bad as I expected.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, people do make mistakes. I know I used to dislike her, now, it's the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;But people are starting to dislike her now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, weird.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, haven't talk about the concert. I like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;NCC&lt;/span&gt; performance. So cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If all the uniform group do that NCC performance together, it will be real cool. Cos like different colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, so that's for racial harmony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-3002011252777721887?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/3002011252777721887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=3002011252777721887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3002011252777721887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3002011252777721887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-shall-not-be-lazy-and-start-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEwxZos7psI/AAAAAAAABtw/7rBzASM6-UU/s72-c/DSC01534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-8796680416193178429</id><published>2010-07-20T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:49:09.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEWxBKH3cmI/AAAAAAAABtI/eWTMzg73apU/s1600/%2819%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEWxBKH3cmI/AAAAAAAABtI/eWTMzg73apU/s400/%2819%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495993553730892386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is so geography, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;How's things going? I'm feeling quite easy now because I've finally done with my speech yesterday. WHOOHOOO! Have been worrying about it for 2 years(no kidding.), but it's done. I doubt I need to present anymore.&lt;br /&gt;The experience up there, was, hmm.., quite cool.&lt;br /&gt;I was like so nervous man, but it wasn't as scary as I thought it would be. Because EVERYONE'S FACE LOOK THE SAME from that green platform. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly recognize anyone.&lt;br /&gt;And, I was told be inaudible. Ops, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, it over. I'm done with it. I can finally move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I have been having enjoyable classes lately.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm starting to really blend into the class.&lt;br /&gt;3 Vivacious have made me realise, learn, experience so much.&lt;br /&gt;The class completely change my conception of lower end class. To be honest, I've always been in the top classes. So, there's bound to be some bad impressions of such classes.&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I was wrong, people are not that 'bad'. We need to understand others. We really need to. So don't judge a book by it's cover.&lt;br /&gt;And I learn and experience so much from this class.&lt;br /&gt;They make feel that I made a right choice to be here, or should I say they(Mr Yap &amp;amp; company) made a right choice for me to be here. Either way, I'm glad with where I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, I would at least laugh once at their silly jokes they make in between lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Though that isn't really a good thing, but looking back. I don't really laugh much during my lower sec life. And it was so stressful. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;The class made me feel so much more relax. Learn to take things easy.&lt;br /&gt;And not only that. I'm now given the chance to work towards my dream.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, it was really silly to write that appeal letter. I probably would have regretted if they accepted it. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, change subject.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Saratha indirectly told us that Mdm Chan will be our co-form teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever made that decision was wise.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I heard that Mdm Timah made that decision. She's wise.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this, but with Mdm Saratha, the class will never progress.&lt;br /&gt;Because first of all, she doesn't make the effort to bond together with the class.&lt;br /&gt;And her teaching, my god. you don't want me to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;So I think that Mdm Chan is really a good candidate.&lt;br /&gt;I can see the glimpse of hope now. I can see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for 3E3, Mdm Chan was their form teacher. And they were expecting her to come back, and now..&lt;br /&gt;If I could call the shots, I rather not have Mdm Chan as co-form. Don't wanna break the hearts just for my own benefits.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm scared that there's friction in between our classes. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;But again, I guess we're benefiting from it right?&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/3040731822464636915-8796680416193178429?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/8796680416193178429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=8796680416193178429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8796680416193178429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8796680416193178429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-so-geography-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TEWxBKH3cmI/AAAAAAAABtI/eWTMzg73apU/s72-c/%2819%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-1004112193565958072</id><published>2010-07-18T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T19:35:22.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TELjCBkJzfI/AAAAAAAABtA/bWz3chDpTMQ/s1600/DSC01362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TELjCBkJzfI/AAAAAAAABtA/bWz3chDpTMQ/s400/DSC01362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495204119264742898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been busy lately due to the friday reading thing, have been like stay back for the whole week just to practise on reading the story. Sounds silly and apparently, it is. We're suppose to leave an 'impact' on others o_o&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what the hell man. Kay, I'll try, try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, went to visit my grandfather yesterday in the hospital. According to my parents, he's seems to better compared to the previous visit which I wasn't there. But still, I don't hope for the worse. Things can be just so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, and he kept talking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;non-stop&lt;/span&gt; when we came to visit him. Plus, he just woke up from his sleep, then can keep talking. Lol, my grandmother say he's not suppose to talk so much. Stubborn, haha. Same as me and my father. The stubborn genes did pass down:D&lt;br /&gt;After that went to Thomson Plaza to collect the DVDs for my mum's New Zealand friend.&lt;br /&gt;Had my dinner at the food court, ate the pepper lunch stall :D!&lt;br /&gt;Then head over to the NTUC there. &amp;amp; OMG, they have POPTARTS there! Can't find the poptarts at other NTUC. YAY FOR POPTARTS! :D&lt;br /&gt;Got home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, shall end here and start with my revision.&lt;br /&gt;5 tests this week! PLUS PLUS, I have to do the morning reading tomorrow cos Mrs Kok say don't read on friday cos of the 'O' Level thing-.-&lt;br /&gt;Kay, wish me luck. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-1004112193565958072?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/1004112193565958072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=1004112193565958072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1004112193565958072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1004112193565958072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/07/had-been-busy-lately-due-to-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TELjCBkJzfI/AAAAAAAABtA/bWz3chDpTMQ/s72-c/DSC01362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-1307823784163540360</id><published>2010-07-15T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T21:34:36.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TD8LOMLuuaI/AAAAAAAABs4/CNLo7TiCEIc/s1600/%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TD8LOMLuuaI/AAAAAAAABs4/CNLo7TiCEIc/s400/%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494122408831793570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been a long time since I last uploaded a picture that does not belong to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is it. Tomorrow, I'm gonna face my challenge, my fear.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, the leadership camp sort of boost some of my confidence. I think I'm ready:)&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Esther, you can do it! :) Hope I make an impact or whatever Mdm Su wants me to. And I hope BIG BOSS(according to Mrs Lazarus &amp;amp; Mdm Su, AHAHA!) doesn't get upset with me and Shi Jing tomorrow. Try guessing who's the BIG BOSS, clue: BIG&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I was practising my reading just now in the library with Shi Jing, and Mdm Su was coaching us. It was my most LOL reading session.&lt;br /&gt;"The laptop is on-ing." "I'm turning on the laptop" LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;"Straight strech" "GOOD MORNING!" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yea. Mdm Su is really a good teacher, and her English is like, WOW. LOL, add in Ris Low's BOOMZ! Haha:D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall end off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be okay, I prayed for you. You will get through this.&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/3040731822464636915-1307823784163540360?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/1307823784163540360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=1307823784163540360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1307823784163540360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1307823784163540360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-has-been-long-time-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TD8LOMLuuaI/AAAAAAAABs4/CNLo7TiCEIc/s72-c/%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-5743030593998106163</id><published>2010-07-14T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T21:51:37.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TD3AxTcDPnI/AAAAAAAABsw/aXcTsLLTgC8/s1600/DSC01254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TD3AxTcDPnI/AAAAAAAABsw/aXcTsLLTgC8/s400/DSC01254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493759073725922930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heehee, I'm so proud of this photo that I took. Looks so nice:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;WHEE!~ Had the student investiture today. It's definitely a different experience:)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim told me something when I collect my cert, but I can't make out what he was saying because it was too noisy:(&lt;br /&gt;But I manage to hear what Mr Ben said:) Heehee, I shall try my best to make that happen :D&lt;br /&gt;And omg, the facilitators are there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Honestly, I don't feel like seeing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;. Because of that night, awkward sia. Haha, only Shi Jing knows. Maybe I should take that 'Haha' away, it's no joking matter. Really some serious awkwardness. Kay, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I LOST MY ORANGE APPLE IN THE HALL :(!!&lt;br /&gt;I dropped it on the floor, can even hear the sound of it dropping. Then mysteriously, it disappeared on the floor-.-&lt;br /&gt;And aww, I missed English lesson:( Was so looking forward to see other groups' video leh. :(!!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, will probably post tomorrow. See how la. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-5743030593998106163?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/5743030593998106163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=5743030593998106163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5743030593998106163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5743030593998106163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/07/whee-had-student-investiture-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TD3AxTcDPnI/AAAAAAAABsw/aXcTsLLTgC8/s72-c/DSC01254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-4046456660396392281</id><published>2010-07-05T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:39:37.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TDHOozEWtcI/AAAAAAAABso/LuuAyLem-SQ/s1600/DSC01289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TDHOozEWtcI/AAAAAAAABso/LuuAyLem-SQ/s400/DSC01289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490396621039908290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TDHOoCocMrI/AAAAAAAABsg/2VojamBu0nk/s1600/DSC01288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TDHOoCocMrI/AAAAAAAABsg/2VojamBu0nk/s400/DSC01288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490396608037925554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D! Hi there! *giggles* I had a mini photoshoot today, it's for a small secret project:D(Well, sort of.) Am so excited! 07.07.10 , you'll know by then. But I kinda regret some parts of it, but well, it's okay. What's done, it's done. I'll just let things be.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, HAPPY YOUTH DAY PEOPLE!! Didn't celebrate it, cos I don't bother to. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do much today, felt that the time's wasted. Shall do some revision tomorrow, and pray that Ms Chua doesn't get angry tomorrow cos I forgot to take the Chemistry tys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, the video that I edited the other day. Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u2vrHDHZ__I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u2vrHDHZ__I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-4046456660396392281?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/4046456660396392281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=4046456660396392281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4046456660396392281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4046456660396392281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/07/d-hi-there-giggles-i-had-mini.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TDHOozEWtcI/AAAAAAAABso/LuuAyLem-SQ/s72-c/DSC01289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-3469679869986034076</id><published>2010-07-04T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T14:42:34.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TDAq8iUNGQI/AAAAAAAABsY/EwkMcoH303U/s1600/DSC01279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TDAq8iUNGQI/AAAAAAAABsY/EwkMcoH303U/s400/DSC01279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489935165256702210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TDAq8Hhc8mI/AAAAAAAABsQ/qSM25iWzrpM/s1600/DSC01217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TDAq8Hhc8mI/AAAAAAAABsQ/qSM25iWzrpM/s400/DSC01217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489935158064509538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TDAq7Nj524I/AAAAAAAABsI/f5UQuh2tj3k/s1600/DSC01278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TDAq7Nj524I/AAAAAAAABsI/f5UQuh2tj3k/s400/DSC01278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489935142505536386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO THERE PEOPLE!(hmm, kinda boring intro.) Well anyway, didn't post as frequently as I want to, was too busy with homework. Especially that D&amp;amp;T. O_O!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ya.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't be updating for the past few days, but I have to say. I'm very happy for these past two weeks(family stuff:D!). haha, can't say what it is but I'm just happy:D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall stop posting now, I have a video to edit.&lt;br /&gt;Will update tomorrow. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-3469679869986034076?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/3469679869986034076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=3469679869986034076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3469679869986034076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3469679869986034076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-there-peoplehmm-kinda-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TDAq8iUNGQI/AAAAAAAABsY/EwkMcoH303U/s72-c/DSC01279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-6207546231329174484</id><published>2010-06-30T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T18:52:46.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will be updating my blog once I'm done with ALL my mindmaps. It's gonna take days:(&lt;br /&gt;Till then, bye and take good care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-6207546231329174484?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/6207546231329174484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=6207546231329174484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6207546231329174484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6207546231329174484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/06/will-be-updating-my-blog-once-im-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-9139784776894641359</id><published>2010-06-23T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T21:14:23.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes, I just like to be alone in the dark. My mind would be kept clear without disturbance. Clear enough to think deep, clear enough to imagine the possibles, the impossibles.&lt;br /&gt;I like to stare into dark spaces, just because I can't see anything there. The world would seemed to have turned black and white. Black for the darkness, white for the light shining from underneath the door which seemed like the other world. In the dark space, I can't see myself, but I can feel my mind. The darkness isn't that scary after all. I.. kinda love it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-9139784776894641359?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/9139784776894641359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=9139784776894641359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/9139784776894641359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/9139784776894641359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/06/sometimes-i-just-like-to-be-alone-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-1233510677858396270</id><published>2010-06-21T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T22:58:33.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TB91R-2AY4I/AAAAAAAABsA/cCWlq9bSRp4/s1600/DSC01188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TB91R-2AY4I/AAAAAAAABsA/cCWlq9bSRp4/s400/DSC01188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485231822948295554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, I got a green diamond ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TB91RVtjghI/AAAAAAAABr4/_Q2xlY5fSB0/s1600/DSC01185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TB91RVtjghI/AAAAAAAABr4/_Q2xlY5fSB0/s400/DSC01185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485231811906994706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TB91Q3y6OnI/AAAAAAAABrw/tu5SaGxlcaE/s1600/DSC01160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TB91Q3y6OnI/AAAAAAAABrw/tu5SaGxlcaE/s400/DSC01160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485231803876391538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Homemade french fries, baked. Not a big fan of it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TB91QfwHvLI/AAAAAAAABro/LtmqOW9Q7lQ/s1600/DSC01155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TB91QfwHvLI/AAAAAAAABro/LtmqOW9Q7lQ/s400/DSC01155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485231797422242994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My baby cousin would frown when people takes photos of her, she did it purposely, lol. Yea, she's a girl, cos she has fine hair. So it takes much more time to grow. My hair also took some time to grow, I think it grew only when I was 2 or 3. Fine hair people:) My cousin worse, primary 1 then grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just got back from a steamboat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't elaborate on the past few days, reason being I've forgotten what had happened/if there's any events &amp;amp; such.&lt;br /&gt;So there's nothing much to blog about, I have been blogging for 3 years. It's the longest journal I had so far. Other journals that hand written either got lost or was forgotten. Haha, I always can't remember where I hide it(to play safe). So fast, 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;And also, my blogging have improved for the past years. I still remember my first few blog post(which I saved it in draft now), it was like kinda childish. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, why am I talking about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just changed my blog song^^ I know, most of my blog songs are always Justin Bieber's song. Well, cos he's my fave artist:) I have to say, I only like people of my age(same age group). Maybe I'm weird. Maybe you're weird.&lt;br /&gt;No no. Maybe I'm just normal &amp;amp; you're weird.&lt;br /&gt;Till then, enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-1233510677858396270?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/1233510677858396270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=1233510677858396270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1233510677858396270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1233510677858396270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey-i-got-green-diamond-homemade-french.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TB91R-2AY4I/AAAAAAAABsA/cCWlq9bSRp4/s72-c/DSC01188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-8634076295362691106</id><published>2010-06-17T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T22:33:10.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBobPKZExkI/AAAAAAAABrg/XMPadtpsOKY/s1600/Photo1235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBobPKZExkI/AAAAAAAABrg/XMPadtpsOKY/s400/Photo1235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483725443578512962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(photo not related to post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Argh! Can't take it anymore. People with.. fake personalities around me. It sucks, but I can't elaborate on them. All I can do is just keep it to myself, but it's really getting on my nerves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-8634076295362691106?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/8634076295362691106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=8634076295362691106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8634076295362691106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8634076295362691106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/06/photo-related-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBobPKZExkI/AAAAAAAABrg/XMPadtpsOKY/s72-c/Photo1235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-9092080541954333279</id><published>2010-06-14T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T00:02:11.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HELLO THERE!~ Went out with Fina today:D!&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with her mum, her sister and Fina:) Her mum was quite cute:)&lt;br /&gt;Ate some chicken noodles for lunch and GUESS WHAT I FOUND IN MY NOODLES? It's not a fly, not a cockroach, not a rat. A twenty cent coin(?!?!?!), uh-huh, in a bowl of noodles. Fina's mum asked me to keep it with me, lol. What an, well, interesting experience.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, bought our tickets after our lunch. Okay, we didn't buy it, cos I've 2 movie coupon tickets(?). So it's more like exchanging for our movie passes. Yea, movie passes.&lt;br /&gt;(Photos ain't in good quality as I took them with my phone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKYepNAwI/AAAAAAAABq4/WuNQxdMAdxk/s1600/Photo1269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKYepNAwI/AAAAAAAABq4/WuNQxdMAdxk/s400/Photo1269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482651380773356290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fina will kill me for this, lol.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKZGqX6TI/AAAAAAAABrA/g-4-v60R66w/s1600/Photo1270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKZGqX6TI/AAAAAAAABrA/g-4-v60R66w/s400/Photo1270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482651391515683122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKZ-lHZbI/AAAAAAAABrI/03MOnMtD2cw/s1600/Photo1275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKZ-lHZbI/AAAAAAAABrI/03MOnMtD2cw/s400/Photo1275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482651406526014898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKaVxXJlI/AAAAAAAABrQ/cl58qV9IeLs/s1600/Photo1279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKaVxXJlI/AAAAAAAABrQ/cl58qV9IeLs/s400/Photo1279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482651412751394386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So watched The Karate Kid at 1pm, it's a good movie. But I didn't enjoy watching it as much as I want to, cos half of the time I WANTED TO PEE. But I just hold it there, cos didn't want to miss any bits of the movie:(&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't expect the movie to be hilarious. Haha. &amp;amp; I like it when the movie ended off with Justin Bieber's voice(HEEHEE). But can't stay there till the credits to end, needed to pee badly:(&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the movie was great. Rating 4/5.&lt;br /&gt;After that(wait, there's this sudden smell of poop in my room?!?! WTH? gonna check it out now.)(Kay, I don't know where the smell come from, but it stinks.), head over to library. Fina borrowed some books. Then went over to Mac'd to discuss our English project. Had some Double Chocolate Frappe along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKa7wbiiI/AAAAAAAABrY/4jeD2l4AYdk/s1600/Photo1288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKa7wbiiI/AAAAAAAABrY/4jeD2l4AYdk/s400/Photo1288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482651422948035106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Head home after that and had my nap as I slept late(due to some stuff) last night. Till then, take care, eat fruits and drink water. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKYepNAwI/AAAAAAAABq4/WuNQxdMAdxk/s1600/Photo1269.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKZGqX6TI/AAAAAAAABrA/g-4-v60R66w/s1600/Photo1270.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKZ-lHZbI/AAAAAAAABrI/03MOnMtD2cw/s1600/Photo1275.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKaVxXJlI/AAAAAAAABrQ/cl58qV9IeLs/s1600/Photo1279.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKa7wbiiI/AAAAAAAABrY/4jeD2l4AYdk/s1600/Photo1288.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-9092080541954333279?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/9092080541954333279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=9092080541954333279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/9092080541954333279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/9092080541954333279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-there-went-out-with-fina-todayd.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBZKYepNAwI/AAAAAAAABq4/WuNQxdMAdxk/s72-c/Photo1269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-2085590855912172619</id><published>2010-06-12T22:28:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T23:25:59.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Tang Ka:)</title><content type='html'>Woke up early at 5am today:( So tired. Got all ready to leave for Malaysia to visit my Grandmother at Tang Ka( Some where in Malaysia.) So got through the custom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e)  {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcIUseE9I/AAAAAAAABpA/tojNkRpcK64/s1600/DSC01123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcIUseE9I/AAAAAAAABpA/tojNkRpcK64/s400/DSC01123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481896838248141778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcHqm9_VI/AAAAAAAABo4/VkEGnZvumgo/s1600/DSC01122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcHqm9_VI/AAAAAAAABo4/VkEGnZvumgo/s400/DSC01122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481896826950778194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then continued with an 2 hour journey till we've reached our destination. Didn't take much photos though, cos my Grandmother is like injured, will be a bit rude. I have not uploaded the photos of the inside of the house. But it's very big, probably bigger than our school canteen.&lt;br /&gt;Have not gone back to my grandparent's house for 3 years, kind of missing the place. And my little cousins, when I see them, I felt kind of sorry for them. I hope, one day, they will be able to lead a normal childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcI8OPyWI/AAAAAAAABpI/Rm8i5ceGztk/s1600/DSC01125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcI8OPyWI/AAAAAAAABpI/Rm8i5ceGztk/s400/DSC01125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481896848858794338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcJi5kN3I/AAAAAAAABpQ/y83_EqplCNI/s1600/DSC01124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcJi5kN3I/AAAAAAAABpQ/y83_EqplCNI/s400/DSC01124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481896859241035634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know why but my aunt and cousin look so funny here, LMAO. They don't normally look like that, but haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOsH5iEgGI/AAAAAAAABqw/bzqoC-sl_YA/s1600/DSC01142.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that, head over to some famous biscuit shop. As we got back to our car after buying some food, things went bad. Was in the car when suddenly some random fat Bangala guy hit his cart(I believe) onto the car door. The whole car sort of shake-.-&lt;br /&gt;My Father was so angry that he got off the car and demanded an explanation, &amp;amp; of course, hopefully some compensate. The guy like heck care like that, just gave a mono-tone "sorry." And that's all we've got for that afternoon. Just a "sorry." and a deep scratch &amp;amp; a dent on the car door. That guy refuse to pay for the damages. My Father even phone the police twice, but the police hung up halfway through the conversation. Cos they can't be bothered. If it's in Singapore, this is serious business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOsHU3iHhI/AAAAAAAABqo/Yia3p_hm128/s1600/DSC01146.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOsG-_62qI/AAAAAAAABqg/zkaGK3dwmAw/s1600/DSC01140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOsG-_62qI/AAAAAAAABqg/zkaGK3dwmAw/s400/DSC01140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481914407430314658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcI8OPyWI/AAAAAAAABpI/Rm8i5ceGztk/s1600/DSC01125.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOsG-_62qI/AAAAAAAABqg/zkaGK3dwmAw/s1600/DSC01140.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOsGYZfO0I/AAAAAAAABqY/QdFs3QB9LwU/s1600/DSC01141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOsGYZfO0I/AAAAAAAABqY/QdFs3QB9LwU/s400/DSC01141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481914397068573506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOp18BbMdI/AAAAAAAABqQ/olOOrmGYMbg/s1600/DSC01138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOp18BbMdI/AAAAAAAABqQ/olOOrmGYMbg/s400/DSC01138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481911915550290386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took these photos because of their car plate number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOp1YgsDsI/AAAAAAAABqI/0OUEm38SAXA/s1600/DSC01136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOp1YgsDsI/AAAAAAAABqI/0OUEm38SAXA/s400/DSC01136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481911906017742530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOp1YgsDsI/AAAAAAAABqI/0OUEm38SAXA/s1600/DSC01136.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOlKft86HI/AAAAAAAABp4/9vevCG_Ej3I/s1600/DSC01133.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh Yea, Tang Ka is famous for their cloth, so here we are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOkkQbAswI/AAAAAAAABpw/bArlVPbldXo/s1600/DSC01132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOkkQbAswI/AAAAAAAABpw/bArlVPbldXo/s400/DSC01132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481906114230530818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOjws3slwI/AAAAAAAABpo/LJMioYrVEQ8/s1600/DSC01129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOjws3slwI/AAAAAAAABpo/LJMioYrVEQ8/s400/DSC01129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481905228513842946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOiBmH6rzI/AAAAAAAABpg/MKaJy0XcFfc/s1600/DSC01128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOiBmH6rzI/AAAAAAAABpg/MKaJy0XcFfc/s400/DSC01128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481903319737347890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcKDbGrjI/AAAAAAAABpY/XlTYyymUYrQ/s1600/DSC01126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcKDbGrjI/AAAAAAAABpY/XlTYyymUYrQ/s400/DSC01126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481896867971640882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcJi5kN3I/AAAAAAAABpQ/y83_EqplCNI/s1600/DSC01124.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcIUseE9I/AAAAAAAABpA/tojNkRpcK64/s1600/DSC01123.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e)  {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOp0xetFII/AAAAAAAABqA/uhtK7CCHBd8/s1600/DSC01134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOp0xetFII/AAAAAAAABqA/uhtK7CCHBd8/s400/DSC01134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481911895540438146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOlKft86HI/AAAAAAAABp4/9vevCG_Ej3I/s1600/DSC01133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOlKft86HI/AAAAAAAABp4/9vevCG_Ej3I/s400/DSC01133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481906771171534962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day then ended off at this Wanton Mee stall. It's the place where my father ate Wanton Mees since young:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOsH5iEgGI/AAAAAAAABqw/bzqoC-sl_YA/s1600/DSC01142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOsH5iEgGI/AAAAAAAABqw/bzqoC-sl_YA/s400/DSC01142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481914423142809698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcHqm9_VI/AAAAAAAABo4/VkEGnZvumgo/s1600/DSC01122.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Father's favourite food since young, and this is his favourite stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOsHU3iHhI/AAAAAAAABqo/Yia3p_hm128/s1600/DSC01146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOsHU3iHhI/AAAAAAAABqo/Yia3p_hm128/s400/DSC01146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481914413300719122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-2085590855912172619?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/2085590855912172619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=2085590855912172619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2085590855912172619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2085590855912172619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/06/trip-to-tang-ka.html' title='Trip to Tang Ka:)'/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBOcIUseE9I/AAAAAAAABpA/tojNkRpcK64/s72-c/DSC01123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-5112863872925336594</id><published>2010-06-11T21:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:32:37.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBI86vxQWFI/AAAAAAAABoQ/OaYnofLPvhw/s1600/DSC01120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBI86vxQWFI/AAAAAAAABoQ/OaYnofLPvhw/s400/DSC01120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481510676416452690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBJGs2lzcTI/AAAAAAAABow/yh51aEuCa_8/s1600/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBJGs2lzcTI/AAAAAAAABow/yh51aEuCa_8/s400/DSC01112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481521432845578546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBJFLJIeGdI/AAAAAAAABoo/5iO8aXC2qk0/s1600/DSC01108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBJFLJIeGdI/AAAAAAAABoo/5iO8aXC2qk0/s400/DSC01108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481519754195638738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kay, this is random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBJFKqQeu7I/AAAAAAAABog/i0iWaCCfQn8/s1600/DSC01110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBJFKqQeu7I/AAAAAAAABog/i0iWaCCfQn8/s400/DSC01110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481519745907735474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBJADiYXzdI/AAAAAAAABoY/juvmV0ushjs/s1600/DSC01105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBJADiYXzdI/AAAAAAAABoY/juvmV0ushjs/s400/DSC01105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481514125976128978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBI86vxQWFI/AAAAAAAABoQ/OaYnofLPvhw/s1600/DSC01120.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went out with my mum to Bugis for some shopping. Not at Bugis Street, but the OG there.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't buy much stuff.&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt and Cousin came to stay over tonight, cos we'll be visiting my Grandmother tomorrow in Malaysia as my Grandmother injured her knee:(&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's not that bad. Oh, my other aunt will also come and stay tomorrow with my other grandmother, cousin and baby cousin(yay!). Till then, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-5112863872925336594?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/5112863872925336594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=5112863872925336594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5112863872925336594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5112863872925336594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/06/went-out-with-my-mum-to-bugis-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TBI86vxQWFI/AAAAAAAABoQ/OaYnofLPvhw/s72-c/DSC01120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-3409892179308750752</id><published>2010-06-09T21:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:52:37.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-biz1qEgI/AAAAAAAABnI/1GQpEhOzbV0/s1600/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-biz1qEgI/AAAAAAAABnI/1GQpEhOzbV0/s320/DSC01087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480770293866304002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey There:)!! Went out with Peaches today to buy my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;guitar-TAR&lt;/span&gt;!!(Kay, wth.) Bought a Classical one, looks a bit plain but I think it suits me as a beginner. Was learning some notes on my guitar just now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; all the notes sounds the same&lt;/span&gt;?!?! Yea, I plan to self-teach myself:) Who knows, maybe I have some musical talent, HEEHEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, so we head over to this place to buy my guitar. We ran in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-hZgZhg5I/AAAAAAAABnw/W-i8Dzuz-Bo/s1600/DSC01066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-hZgZhg5I/AAAAAAAABnw/W-i8Dzuz-Bo/s320/DSC01066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480776731098973074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;TA DA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(quite unattractive actually.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bought my guitar, guitar case(Zena said it was SEXY. LOL.), beginner's guide(??), guitar picks. The uncle there was nice:) He gave me a guitar pick, :D.&lt;/span&gt; Here's the sexy guitar case:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-e4dRiZcI/AAAAAAAABng/jQDNVLn5CPY/s1600/DSC01069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-e4dRiZcI/AAAAAAAABng/jQDNVLn5CPY/s320/DSC01069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480773964301231554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we stop by for some candies!(actually, M&amp;amp;N's chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-e4dRiZcI/AAAAAAAABng/jQDNVLn5CPY/s1600/DSC01069.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-fret1RWI/AAAAAAAABno/vsMX82mY3ao/s1600/DSC01068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-fret1RWI/AAAAAAAABno/vsMX82mY3ao/s320/DSC01068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480774840861672802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that, head over to Raffles City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-jB87qqhI/AAAAAAAABoA/sS17bBuGRDY/s1600/DSC01102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-jB87qqhI/AAAAAAAABoA/sS17bBuGRDY/s320/DSC01102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480778525464766994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-id25vAvI/AAAAAAAABn4/ePr57HedvYs/s1600/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-id25vAvI/AAAAAAAABn4/ePr57HedvYs/s320/DSC01081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480777905370759922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THERE WAS THIS WEIRD STREET PERFORMER. What do you think, lady or guy?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-cWr-LWYI/AAAAAAAABnQ/l1ofuKJopVw/s1600/DSC01073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-cWr-LWYI/AAAAAAAABnQ/l1ofuKJopVw/s320/DSC01073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480771185107753346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-d8QgRS0I/AAAAAAAABnY/cjHmQFixnAI/s1600/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-d8QgRS0I/AAAAAAAABnY/cjHmQFixnAI/s320/DSC01075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480772930081213250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FLAT CHEST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-hZgZhg5I/AAAAAAAABnw/W-i8Dzuz-Bo/s1600/DSC01066.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took the train home after that.&lt;br /&gt;Then, suddenly, out of no where, an officer came in and ask everyone to evacuate cos they suspect that there's a bomb on the train!? But Zena was stubborn and did not want to leave... Leaving the two of us stuck on the train(cos the officer ran for his life and didn't care about us), &amp;amp; Zena attempts to interact with the bomb under the seat.__.??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-lDJr1LRI/AAAAAAAABoI/zY61wO8n0Zk/s1600/DSC01104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-lDJr1LRI/AAAAAAAABoI/zY61wO8n0Zk/s320/DSC01104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480780745091132690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;HAHA, I KID YA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haha, we train back, I left at Admiralty and bought some takeaways. Stay home after that, trying out my guitar. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-3409892179308750752?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/3409892179308750752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=3409892179308750752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3409892179308750752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3409892179308750752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey-there-went-out-with-peaches-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA-biz1qEgI/AAAAAAAABnI/1GQpEhOzbV0/s72-c/DSC01087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-7683492297744723223</id><published>2010-06-08T21:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T21:29:17.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA5B-rbyrvI/AAAAAAAABmw/vOA1EIdxcYg/s1600/Photo1256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA5B-rbyrvI/AAAAAAAABmw/vOA1EIdxcYg/s320/Photo1256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480390341623459570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello there:)! It's Tuesday already, felt like my holiday just started when half of it is gone:(&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I made some Chicken Nuggets today. Yum, but it's a bit of a twist though, cos it doesn't look exactly like one, but it taste good. Better, fresher than the 'instant' nuggets. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA5BJz6n9II/AAAAAAAABmY/bBgXOUqUXuc/s1600/DSC01055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA5BJz6n9II/AAAAAAAABmY/bBgXOUqUXuc/s320/DSC01055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480389433367196802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA5BKnSiahI/AAAAAAAABmg/Hq8De90HL24/s1600/DSC01054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA5BKnSiahI/AAAAAAAABmg/Hq8De90HL24/s320/DSC01054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480389447157705234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I made you hungry, *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;Made some mini popsicles too:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA5BLFYsekI/AAAAAAAABmo/Kzpxp70gRrk/s1600/DSC01053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA5BLFYsekI/AAAAAAAABmo/Kzpxp70gRrk/s320/DSC01053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480389455236594242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, this few days felt like cooking, don't know why. Will probably be making potato chips or french fries next. I know I know, all so unhealthy, but homemade ones are definitely healthier. LOL, like promoting the food or what. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm in a very good mood by the way:) BECAUSE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;JUSTIN BIEBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;GREYSON CHANCE&lt;/span&gt; IS FOLLOWING ME ON &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;TWITTER&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA5EVa8R3oI/AAAAAAAABnA/ytVDsMZtmb8/s1600/JUSTIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA5EVa8R3oI/AAAAAAAABnA/ytVDsMZtmb8/s320/JUSTIN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480392931356565122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA5EVASxonI/AAAAAAAABm4/b0UVGOfanys/s1600/gc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA5EVASxonI/AAAAAAAABm4/b0UVGOfanys/s320/gc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480392924203164274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I didn't even ask Justin Bieber, don't even know why he follow me._.&lt;br /&gt;Greyson Chance too, I just said "&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Will you reply to everyone?" Just random stuff, but omg:)!&lt;br /&gt;Heehee. Kay, I don't think anyone would bother about this, but I'm a happy girl now. Bye, take care. Will be out with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Peaches&lt;/span&gt; to buy my guitar tomorrow&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-7683492297744723223?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/7683492297744723223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=7683492297744723223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7683492297744723223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7683492297744723223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-there-its-tuesday-already-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TA5B-rbyrvI/AAAAAAAABmw/vOA1EIdxcYg/s72-c/Photo1256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-198496704364297140</id><published>2010-06-05T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T01:20:08.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just posted the elaboration of each day for the camp on my private blog, cos it's too long.&lt;br /&gt;(Wait, someone from the opposite flat is playing "Your love is my drug" like damn loud-.-)&lt;br /&gt;Continuing on, I think I shall just post on the activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;In School:&lt;/span&gt; We met our facilitator, Melvin, at our school. I thought he was kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Leaving School:&lt;/span&gt; Sat with Alison on the bus, nothing much to do. Felt like vomitting and was giddy:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Classroom session: &lt;/span&gt;It was boring but worth going through it, cos I learnt a lot of things that really require some form of understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tug-O-War:&lt;/span&gt; Our team(M12 by the way, name after Melvin), didn't win any points. I don't really know what went wrong, but I could see everyone giving their 100%. It's weird that my arm hurts with a half-palm sized blue black while my hands don't really hurt that badly? Probably, it's the way I pull. Especially during the match when all the teams send their boys out but our team send all the girls out(was stand at the front), we pulled the rope a step back, then suddenly we were pulled forward. I don't know how to explain, but it's like when you want to stand up, someone pulls you down. That kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Paint Ball:&lt;/span&gt; For the trial round, I didn't even shot anything out, my gun like no gas or something!??! Anyway, I thought our team did quite well(especially the first 3 sets *thumbs up*) But the team got emotional for the second round, didn't manage to play for the second round cos they wanted to play again, but it's okay. I saw them cry, I saw them getting hurt. That hurts me. Heng Ting was like showing us where he got shot in the butt:O And Alison, she was really like strong. The opponent keep shooting her, but Alison never fails to run back to pick up the pole. It's like no one can put her down. Good job! Others did well in a way or another which would be hard to elaborate on unless you're there to witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Classroom session:&lt;/span&gt; We had that ranking thing, I was kinda expecting what results I'll be getting. &amp;amp; true enough. Things turn out the way I expected, just that I got one feedback that left me feeling puzzled. Cos I didn't do what was said. At least not in this camp. Well, anyway. Told them what I was thinking after that. Was at the point that I was about to cry. Right now, my opponent is myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;High Elements:&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to step up as a leader today, but Xin Pei was faster:( Anyway, I found the high elements a bit disappointing. It wasn't as high as I expected, even my primary school camp's one was higher. So it's like there's nothing much to fear about. We had the Tree top, Vertical ascend and Zip Line. Didn't do the Tree Top cos I know I'm quite slow at it, though I felt like doing. Didn't get to do the Vertical Ascend, cos of time constrain. But I did get to do Zip Line(it's like there's a string in the air, and we swing across from one end to the other). IT FELT LIKE I'M JUMPING OFF A BUILDING! Ya, it was a bit scary and fun at the same time. Cos I don't know when I squat, the 'thing' will go down and swing me across?! But it's more of a fun side. haha. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Night:&lt;/span&gt; I exchanged my shoes with Shang Wei at the staircase between the boys and girls bunk. The facilitators were like watching me come out of my bunk, walk to the stairs, wait for someone to come out of the boys bunks, shouted for Nicholas to call for Shang Wei, exchange the shoe. Felt like I'm buying drug of what, don't know, never buy before. But all the faciliators, trainer, whoever in The Absorbant Mind was watching me from far. It's like all the heads turn and look at me.___. so weird. Apparently, Shang Wei wore my shoe by mistake on Day 2 night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Morning chat in a group:&lt;/span&gt; I gathered Shi Jing and Jasmine. We discuss about some library stuff. We finally come up with a new goal for the library: To be recognised. Honestly, even Mrs Kok doesn't really care about our community, I'm not expecting the school to do so, but as a principal, she should right? Even during our food fair, she only care about how much cash is going to the school. Even when we won some competition, she don't bother to announce. I think people regard Library as a place rather then a community. We'll change you're impression on us:) Just watch:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Trekking: &lt;/span&gt;The lorry ride was cool. It's nothing like any of the other rides I took before(during shifting house ba?), cos the driver was speeding mad. My hair was all over my face-.- We were the first group of set off up to the Mount Gunung Panti, I didn't take the stick. Stupid:(! &amp;amp; I felt giddy half way through. My steps were unstable. Rebecca offered me her stick, thank you Rebecca, you're really caring. Mr Lye offered me sweets^^, and to my surprise, I felt better after that. I think the sweets kept my blood flowing properly(I don't know la). When we reached half way up, we had to rock climbing vertically up. Real huge rocks to step on, without any safety gears, just ropes. It's tiring:( But I made it to the top! :D Had our lunch, quite a different lunch. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And my tic tac went missing?!&lt;/span&gt; Was like craving for them when I cannot find them:( Went down the rock climbing thing after that. There's one moment, I was hanging in the air and clinging onto the rope. Clinging onto life and death. That moment was priceless. I missed the step that was under the rock, and I cannot even see that step. Was like guessing my steps. Glad I was safe in a piece. Anyway, I found going down the mountain much easier then going up. It rained halfway and we had to speed up. Yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2-minute hot seat:&lt;/span&gt; Just gave my 'speech'. Then during the question part, it felt like Melvin was talking to me, instead of questioning. I'm actually the kind of person who only thought of what I should have said after the situation. So I kinda regretted not saying some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Gem giving session:&lt;/span&gt; We were suppose to give a gem to someone(there was a bag of gems), tell them why are they a gem to me, tell them why I pick that gem colour for them. It was quite emotional for me. Especially when Chester gave me a gem, Chester is like the person that I least talk to in my team. I never expected him to give me the gem. And on the spot, I cried &amp;amp; confessed why I did some stuff. I said this(It goes to all the people in the camp, serious), "Actually, I see all of you as leaders, great leaders. So I dare not speak." I felt like hugging him at that moment, because suddenly, it felt like he's the one that understands me the most. But due to the fact that he's a guy, I, well, didn't. Thank you Chester, THANK YOU!! I also cried when I told Sheela why she's a gem to me(but there's no more gems left:(!!!), Sheela&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;, my example!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Night:&lt;/span&gt; Gossiped with Huda and Apurva. I think sometimes it's good to gossip, so that you're sure that you not the only that thinks differently about someone. &amp;amp; through that process, you may enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Morning:&lt;/span&gt; Ms Lim gave me a small letter(sort of), I cried when I read it. Because Ms Lim was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;only one&lt;/span&gt; who could see what I was trying to do. What Melvin told me on Day 4 night is because he didn't see what I did, what I was trying to do. But I don't blame him, because he don't know me before the camp. So he can't see the difference. THANK YOU MISS LIM&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Waterfall:&lt;/span&gt; I fall 3 times in a minute-.-!! Cos the rocks at the waterfall damn slippery. Different from the waterfall I went at Tang Ka that had rough rocks that hurt your feet. This waterfall is the complete opposite. But I did enjoy it, the fishes were cool. Haha. Went back to the bunk after that, I panic a bit when I pack my stuff. Thanks to my bunk mates for helping me out. Namely Shi Jing, Apurva, Huda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jusco:&lt;/span&gt; Grouped with Shi jing and Apurva. Settled our lunch at Vivo Pizza. Yum! Worth the money. Only spent like 25rm($12) on Cappochino, baked rice and 2 pieces of pizza. We sort of over order, but still, it's good^^ Shop around after that, I bought a cute miniature pencil case charm:)! Also bought some crackers for my parents which they said it was nice:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bus back:&lt;/span&gt; There was a mysterious lady-like bag on my bus seat o_o There was a passport inside(never zip), and I open it, hoping to identify who it belongs to. It's some random malaysian guy's &gt;_&lt; FLASHBACK: lady-like bag. Err, LOL. Kay. Then I put the bag beside me. The phone suddenly rang. I was like asking behind who's bag is it, then the bus driver in front was like asking for his bag. &amp;amp; I don't know. I don't know la, but me and Fina were LOL-ing:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Malaysia Custom:&lt;/span&gt; I totally scared Mr Clement Lim, cos I cannot find my passport. Was like pouring everything out of my bag. End up, it was in some random plastic bag?! Then back on the bus, I was looking behind when Mr Clement Lim push push his BIG bag on my bag, till I turn and look at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Mr Clement Lim: *push push* You just now scare me you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!! Sorry about that. Got back home after that.  I hope this camp was longer, so I could have more time to work on my feedback. I miss the learning that I had in the camp, the people in the camp. But not that stress up feeling. No words can describe why I felt that way. But it's all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;  I just read Huda's blog, thanks for your acknowledgement Huda!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; I promise to keep on improving, keep overcoming all kinds of obstacles to bring myself to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;Many may not know, but I've actually overcome a big barrier in this camp, that is to talk to people. Especially groups of people. Each time before I do that, I will have heavy breathing, I will pant. Cos I'm nervous. But I'm glad I've overcome it.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great job Esther!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And my buddy, Wilson, we really don't know one another, like didn't even see him before. But I'm glad we grew closer day by day, sharing what we had in mind with one another. Thanks Wilson, you were really understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-198496704364297140?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/198496704364297140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=198496704364297140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/198496704364297140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/198496704364297140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-posted-elaboration-of-each-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-7712119507275129431</id><published>2010-05-30T18:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T19:08:19.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TAI9vU64sBI/AAAAAAAABmI/ZURkKhr8XZk/s1600/DSC00882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TAI9vU64sBI/AAAAAAAABmI/ZURkKhr8XZk/s320/DSC00882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477007980114784274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been quite sick for the past few days, or rather say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the week&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; still, I have not fully recover, and the camp's tomorrow. &amp;amp; I have doubts to whether my body can take the tiring activities for the next 5 days. I know, it's gonna be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was out with Jasmine just now. Actually, not exactly. We went to the library to register for CIP duties. Waited for her for an hour. Then attempted to register, but can't. Thanks Germaine, thanks-.-&lt;br /&gt;Went out to the Mac'd after that for Jasmine's breakfast and my Mochachino. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TAJAyWBHdUI/AAAAAAAABmQ/WSdGtHPggM8/s1600/Photo1248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TAJAyWBHdUI/AAAAAAAABmQ/WSdGtHPggM8/s320/Photo1248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477011330483844418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that, we went over to Causeway Point to hunt for track pant. Failed:( I'll see how things goes.&lt;br /&gt;Went our separate ways. Head back home to pack my stuff for the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My packing's almost done. Just add in a couple of pants, toiletries, camera, passport, snacks(!!), writing materials etc.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm bringing a luggage:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, anyway. Regarding the meet parent session on Thursday. I was the first person to be called out, since the the other half of the class disappeared themselves(I think they weren't listening to instruction, seriously.)&lt;br /&gt;I sat there with my mum for 10 minutes. 3 minutes of talking, discussion. 7 minutes of watching Mdm Saratha talk to other people, arranging report books-.-&lt;br /&gt;Failed my humanities. Expected, but I passed my English &amp;amp; D&amp;amp;T(?!?!?!??!?!?!?!??!?!?!). I even got an A1 for D&amp;amp;T. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY??? Wished I have seen my paper or something. Cos I went home during MT lesson, can't take it anymore. Wasn't breathing right. Speaking of my breathing. Many asked me about how I feel, including Shi Cheng. He was like asking if I'm okay already. I gave him a "Yea." with the I-don't-care face cos I was thinking about something. Feel quite bad now about it._. Didn't do it on purpose, was thinking of some stuff. So sorry Shi Cheng. Anyway, Thanks everyone for asking about it. Though I wasn't feeling well when you ask me(Haha, I lied to you guys. Sorry.), but thanks^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wondering. Anyone feeling weird for the camp? I feel kinda, scared + will-miss-home:(&lt;br /&gt;It's like my first time 'abroading' without my parents. So if anything happens, I don't have the closest person in the world with me:( Okay, I know I'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll miss my laptop too.. Using the internet without my laptop isn't fun at all. And will also miss the YouTube community. I know what you're thinking, what does the community have got to do with me. It's my subscribers, my subscription videos. It's more entertaining to watch videos over the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, anyone bringing your phone? I'm bringing cos my phone have roaming services. Anyone have that services too? So I have contact you there, or something. Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the last post before I leave for Kota Tinggi. Will be tweeting when I'm there. Provided there's Internet connection there. Otherwise, just keep re-reading this post till I'm back. and that was lame just now. Lol. Kay. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-7712119507275129431?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/7712119507275129431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=7712119507275129431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7712119507275129431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7712119507275129431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/05/have-been-quite-sick-for-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/TAI9vU64sBI/AAAAAAAABmI/ZURkKhr8XZk/s72-c/DSC00882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-8348519918387451961</id><published>2010-05-26T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:21:25.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_0fSCQM7UI/AAAAAAAABmA/jG6LtUeUdJI/s1600/DSC00779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_0fSCQM7UI/AAAAAAAABmA/jG6LtUeUdJI/s320/DSC00779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475567116655324482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;When love comes in the window, friendship flies out the door.&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/3040731822464636915-8348519918387451961?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/8348519918387451961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=8348519918387451961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8348519918387451961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8348519918387451961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-love-comes-in-window-friendship.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_0fSCQM7UI/AAAAAAAABmA/jG6LtUeUdJI/s72-c/DSC00779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-2710004554976556483</id><published>2010-05-24T21:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T18:47:59.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T7E4qOfC6Ok&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T7E4qOfC6Ok&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've been sick:(&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday, I think partly the cause of me being sick is that I was waiting under the sun too long on Friday. Even with an umbrella over my head.&lt;br /&gt;Probably, I don't know. But it seems like everyone's sick, just check out Facebook and you'll find more.&lt;br /&gt;Am currently having fever and flu.&lt;br /&gt;I used up to 2 tissue boxes to blow my nose just yesterday! Which is like 400 pieces of tissues in a day!?&lt;br /&gt;That's how bad my flu is:(&lt;br /&gt;And my nose is in a terrible state due to the 'over usage of tissues': Sore, dry(skin), red(at the corners of the nose)&lt;br /&gt;Visited the doctor this morning, had my two days MC and was excused for a week of PE.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm fit enough for the camp:(&lt;br /&gt;Cos this fever is making me weak, the my flu is still quite bad. I can't possibly bring like 5 boxes of tissues to Kota Tinggi?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think many people didn't turn up for school today? Yea, probably. Didn't go online during the morning cos I was at the doctor's and sleeping, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'm not missing too much of the lessons. Especially D&amp;amp;T, I have my practice to complete:(&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this post is sounding weird now. Bye and take good care. Eat fruits and drink water:D!&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I probably wouldn't be attending school tomorrow. My fever is unpredictable, it can rise to high fever in just an hour. And then cool till normal body temperature in the other hour.&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm feeling OK now, but just in case. So good bye and take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-2710004554976556483?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/2710004554976556483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=2710004554976556483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2710004554976556483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2710004554976556483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/05/okay-ive-been-sick-since-yesterday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-4476829006782861707</id><published>2010-05-21T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T23:03:37.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_afY8hdOSI/AAAAAAAABl4/xUtABgcLaI0/s1600/DSC00848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_afY8hdOSI/AAAAAAAABl4/xUtABgcLaI0/s320/DSC00848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473737648027547938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_afYdwzj8I/AAAAAAAABlw/_XQg-f8ItrY/s1600/DSC00852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_afYdwzj8I/AAAAAAAABlw/_XQg-f8ItrY/s320/DSC00852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473737639770427330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_afX-SzeCI/AAAAAAAABlo/fneCz8I_CFs/s1600/DSC00853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_afX-SzeCI/AAAAAAAABlo/fneCz8I_CFs/s320/DSC00853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473737631323093026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_afXS1fB4I/AAAAAAAABlg/CA_kczFT4VM/s1600/DSC00861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_afXS1fB4I/AAAAAAAABlg/CA_kczFT4VM/s320/DSC00861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473737619657394050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_afW2nRXmI/AAAAAAAABlY/pN5gX79jJZ8/s1600/DSC00875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_afW2nRXmI/AAAAAAAABlY/pN5gX79jJZ8/s320/DSC00875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473737612081585762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LIPS ARE SUN-BURNT?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Changi Navy Base Open House 2010 today. I TOTALLY ♥ THE SHIPS!!&lt;br /&gt;Especially the inside of the ships, which are the cabins.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a maze so cool. Especially Ship 210.&lt;br /&gt;I believe it's the only ship that doesn't have much  people guiding you the way in.&lt;br /&gt;And I think me &amp;amp; Crystal took like 30 minutes just to find the way out of the ship.&lt;br /&gt;Other ships are boring as the make the passage way short ans sweet.&lt;br /&gt;But Ship 210 is so cool. I'm uploading a video of the trip on Youtube now, will post the link later and you all can check it out^^.&lt;br /&gt;Ship 210♥&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there's a lot of food stalls there too.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the Macdonalds' Filet-O-fish meal for $5, the burger don't even have cheese or tar tar sauce?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Only the piece of fillet and the burger bun. Got cheated:(&lt;br /&gt;There was a bit of conflict later on. Crystal and Eugene was like quarreling. I know how Crystal feels, cos we waited for like an hour for them, and the sun was so hot. We even warn them at 11.30am about leaving. But we should leave the place first, then quarrel(LOL.).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, glad to see that the ones who were late enjoyed themselves. At least they had fun, making waiting seemed a bit worth it.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, while waiting for them, I suggested something to Mr Soong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Soong: When they come back, they are going to get it.&lt;br /&gt;Esther: Mr Soong, go minus 5 marks from their A maths result.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Soong: Yes! Minus 5 marks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, haha. he knew I was joking, but how nice if. HEEHEE. Neh, I'm not that bad la:D&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;We had to walk through this long long long long long barrier kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;I was like fan people there. LOL. even people walk pass me I also fan. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then, had fun taking photos of people sleeping on the bus. But shall not upload them cos it will gross you out. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-4476829006782861707?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/4476829006782861707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=4476829006782861707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4476829006782861707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4476829006782861707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-lips-are-sun-burnt-went-to-changi.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_afY8hdOSI/AAAAAAAABl4/xUtABgcLaI0/s72-c/DSC00848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-6859581732358872850</id><published>2010-05-19T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:27:48.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_Pl8jiQenI/AAAAAAAABlQ/WK8H_Um-FRs/s1600/Photo1073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_Pl8jiQenI/AAAAAAAABlQ/WK8H_Um-FRs/s320/Photo1073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472970800679123570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the physical training earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;We were grouped into four groups, then had to climb the staircase at the Blk 659 &amp;amp; 658(???).&lt;br /&gt;My group chose the 659 back staircase. Which is my block! ^^&lt;br /&gt;After climbing until the 11th floor(which is where my unit is), we had the find the satay stick there.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, people were like looking through my flower pots, shoes, bicycle, etc. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;I saw some soil loosen off from my flower pot?!?! -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then they were so noisy, my neighbours open window and stare stare.__.&lt;br /&gt;So paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;Had to climb the stairs again after that, then assemble. Our team was the third to reach the venue, but the team who scored the lowest:(&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm typing crap here. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-6859581732358872850?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/6859581732358872850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=6859581732358872850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6859581732358872850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6859581732358872850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/05/had-physical-training-earlier-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_Pl8jiQenI/AAAAAAAABlQ/WK8H_Um-FRs/s72-c/Photo1073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-5567463442840485230</id><published>2010-05-18T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:16:29.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_KCEJK9MkI/AAAAAAAABlA/a3S3nBj_SaY/s1600/DSC00791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_KCEJK9MkI/AAAAAAAABlA/a3S3nBj_SaY/s320/DSC00791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472579504901534274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! Got back my Physics result today, fail:(&lt;br /&gt;But I haven't see the paper yet, who knows if miracles are waiting for me, yea, dream on.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, got back my MT paper. A2!!&lt;br /&gt;Yay, so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Just that my paper 2 section A was done badly):&lt;br /&gt;We were chatting about phones in MT class(yes, chatting:D), and I brought up the 'Sabrina' guy thing to Peaches.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, he recently message me again!??!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA!! Then keep repeating myself the 'Sabrina' story to them as they keep getting distracted, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Peaches was like laugh damn loud, even Mr Fan got irritating. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;(I bet Peaches' laughing now as she reads this.)&lt;br /&gt;Haha, the whole group laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid stalker-.-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking of Mr Fan, he sort of lost his voice(I don't know how?). The way he talk to us like so emo like that._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I went to school at 7am while the other went at 8.15am today(*yawn*) because I got the meeting thing.&lt;br /&gt;Then when the councilors left, left the rest of us. We started discussing about the phone spot check.&lt;br /&gt;Then Jasmine hide her phone in her bra.&lt;br /&gt;And I said.&lt;br /&gt;Esther: You put your phone there will have breast cancer leh.&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: HUH?&lt;br /&gt;Esther: Serious, radiation ma.&lt;br /&gt;Heng Teng gave that :O face. Seriously, :O face. LOL, so funny. Haha. Okay, gonna have an early night rest now.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams people, though it's early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I baked a pizza today. Check it out:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_KCEnk4RQI/AAAAAAAABlI/7f4xA_nITtU/s1600/DSC00795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_KCEnk4RQI/AAAAAAAABlI/7f4xA_nITtU/s320/DSC00795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472579513063326978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't exactly make it. It was those frozen pizza from the supermarket. But it taste as good as those Pizza Hut pizzas. And it's cheaper^^&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Pizza Hut also uses frozen pizza, I think?&lt;br /&gt;Cos they can't possibly have time to make the pizza from scratch one by one. And the pizza all taste the same, can't be that there's one chef in everyone pizza outlet making the pizza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-5567463442840485230?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/5567463442840485230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=5567463442840485230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5567463442840485230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5567463442840485230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-got-back-my-physics-result-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S_KCEJK9MkI/AAAAAAAABlA/a3S3nBj_SaY/s72-c/DSC00791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-8387094514930771790</id><published>2010-05-14T22:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T23:06:04.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;THE PAPERS ARE ALL OVER, AREN'T YOU EXCITED? I sound lame here.&lt;br /&gt;:D!&lt;br /&gt;Took A Maths paper today, I found it difficult?&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Library after the paper, slack there. Also, I collected the money for the Seoul Garden lunch^^!&lt;br /&gt;$_$&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1g6RFppHI/AAAAAAAABkI/he_GeenMCPo/s1600/DSC00713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1g6RFppHI/AAAAAAAABkI/he_GeenMCPo/s320/DSC00713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471135676460803186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1g6yeQYQI/AAAAAAAABkQ/J9DJCWjUEA8/s1600/DSC00723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1g6yeQYQI/AAAAAAAABkQ/J9DJCWjUEA8/s320/DSC00723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471135685422375170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Played some games and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's more for the graduating students as it's like a Farewell Party. Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Left the school at around 12.45pm?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1g7efnnjI/AAAAAAAABkY/_TNbxm5LGWY/s1600/DSC00726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1g7efnnjI/AAAAAAAABkY/_TNbxm5LGWY/s320/DSC00726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471135697239252530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt;, shy girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Took the bus 912 to Causeway Point, Britney &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hao&lt;/span&gt; went missing before we board the bus?!&lt;br /&gt;Called them but they didn't answer-.-&lt;br /&gt;Then got a message from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JiaHao&lt;/span&gt; saying he coming himself later on.&lt;br /&gt;So head to Seoul Garden. Sat with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Nadia.&lt;br /&gt;There's like no labels for the food!??! Was like guessing which one is chicken, which one is beef. Cos I can't eat beef ._.&lt;br /&gt;Gossip a bit there, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1g8UajXpI/AAAAAAAABkg/9nZ-Yi71Qsc/s1600/DSC00734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1g8UajXpI/AAAAAAAABkg/9nZ-Yi71Qsc/s320/DSC00734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471135711713517202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun taking photos there^^  (Check out my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; for the photos: Click &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3139582&amp;amp;id=1195969531#%21/album.php?aid=209990&amp;amp;id=1195969531"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Left at around 3pm, we totally smell like some oily BBQ sauce. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; the walk in the crowd, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Head to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;WRL&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ShiJing&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Nadia to register for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt;. But the librarian was a bit like, I don't know, er, she like don't want to help us register. Or she's probably clueless about registering. End up not registering-.-&lt;br /&gt;Bought some curry puffs for my parents and head home.&lt;br /&gt;Took a bathe, then smelt my glasses, they smell like BBQ sauce?!&lt;br /&gt;So changed to my newer glasses(keep forgetting to wear them._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, spend some time today with my miniatures. Here's the finishing products for today(:!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1jwx5j3uI/AAAAAAAABko/bKcujVp-Zmg/s1600/DSC00759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1jwx5j3uI/AAAAAAAABko/bKcujVp-Zmg/s320/DSC00759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471138812004654818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1jxCRnOiI/AAAAAAAABkw/hdbii9ANMw8/s1600/DSC00762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1jxCRnOiI/AAAAAAAABkw/hdbii9ANMw8/s320/DSC00762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471138816400505378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1jyL3SwrI/AAAAAAAABk4/DtImN73nWrM/s1600/DSC00769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1jyL3SwrI/AAAAAAAABk4/DtImN73nWrM/s320/DSC00769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471138836154335922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for this boring post today. Not really in the mood to post, but, ya.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-8387094514930771790?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/8387094514930771790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=8387094514930771790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8387094514930771790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8387094514930771790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-papers-are-all-over-arent-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-1g6RFppHI/AAAAAAAABkI/he_GeenMCPo/s72-c/DSC00713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-7047522512511327238</id><published>2010-05-12T20:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:09:35.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! Have been like 5 days since I last posted.&lt;br /&gt;I have been this busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-qfR7NnVtI/AAAAAAAABkA/fIvfFxQPlK4/s1600/DSC00644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-qfR7NnVtI/AAAAAAAABkA/fIvfFxQPlK4/s320/DSC00644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470359827696277202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Geography notes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Took my Physics exam today. AND MY CALCULATOR MYSTERIOUSLY DISAPPEARED FROM MY BAG?! I didn't even touch my bag last night(except to put my physics notes this morning.)&lt;br /&gt;I seriously panic outside the examination venue. It's like open your bag, and realise your calculator is gone.&lt;br /&gt;There's quite a number of questions that requires calculation. Had to do the 'manual method', took me like so f-ing long to do that. And I'm totally helpless with those questions testing on sini/sinr.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid D:! My Physics already not that good already, still wanna play this kind of joke with me-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of that ranting on Physics.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for FRIDAY! WHEE!&lt;br /&gt;Right after the paper, I'll be going to Seoul Garden with the library committee for farewell party.&lt;br /&gt;During the weekends, I'll probably make a cheesecake(or something) and go shop for a guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Nasir still haven't return me my chapter 9 &amp;amp; 10 notes?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *scream* I keep reminding Mr Nasir to go find it, but idk he's lazy or what. He don't care at all. And chapter 9 is an important chapter for me. It has a content worth 70-90 pages just for that chapter.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, shall go study for D&amp;amp;T now. Will probably update on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to those taking Biology and D&amp;amp;T papers tomorrow. I wish you all the best(I actually had a typo error, typed 'bext', LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading, signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-7047522512511327238?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/7047522512511327238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=7047522512511327238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7047522512511327238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7047522512511327238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-has-been-like-5-days-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-qfR7NnVtI/AAAAAAAABkA/fIvfFxQPlK4/s72-c/DSC00644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-7219601630113704314</id><published>2010-05-07T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T23:00:23.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not in a mood to post photos today. Though I have my birthday photos, Mr Chee photos, during-lessons photos. AND my YouTube tutorial. Mood spoilt by some comments, which I found it insulting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photographs are meant to be a reminder of what happen. A piece of image  from our memories.&lt;br /&gt;A description of what had happen. Something that you can describe with a  thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;Get that Eugene, get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just got back home after celebrating my birthday^^&lt;br /&gt;I still can't accept the fact that I'm fifteen. Being a fourteen and a fifteen seems like a huge difference. The difference in maturity.&lt;br /&gt;I hope being fifteen would be, well, successful. Having everything my way(HAHA.) Or just have things going smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;And, fifteen, looks quite nice. 15, at least better than 14.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I got to get used to it soon.&lt;br /&gt;So the day gone by really fine. I was in a good mood throughout the day(Except..)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mr Chee did his farewell with us. I was feeling more of touched than sad.&lt;br /&gt;Was that the stage that I'm gonna cry when he ended everything. Thanks Mr Chee! And you really sang the song with your heart. The class could feel it, even though it looks as if no one seemed to be watching you(everyone was emotional at that moment, I believe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR YOU WELL WISHES AND PRESENTS(:&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate them a lot, even if it's just simple words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, any recommendation for buying a guitar. I have been wanting to buy one for more than a month now.&lt;br /&gt;Budget is $100-160.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-7219601630113704314?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/7219601630113704314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=7219601630113704314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7219601630113704314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7219601630113704314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-not-in-mood-to-post-photos-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-2522585321818235688</id><published>2010-05-04T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T23:11:47.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-A5FfF8dvI/AAAAAAAABj4/SclRPx0Uvbc/s1600/DSC00244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-A5FfF8dvI/AAAAAAAABj4/SclRPx0Uvbc/s320/DSC00244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467432714036344562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friends don't hurt you, if they did, they weren't true.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Peaches(Zena) about some stuff today. It's my first time telling someone regarding how I felt that day since what sort of happen a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;I really felt hurt that time, because my concern doesn't seemed to matter anymore. You were crying, but deep inside me, I'm crying too. Crying for the fact that you don't appreciate my concerns.&lt;br /&gt;Even Peaches didn't knew you're such a person, it's really hurting to see you doing this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school's fine. Got back our Listening Comprehension results for MYE. I scored 16/20!!&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I think it's a mega improvement compared to get a 10/20 for the last year's Listening Comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, took our chemistry test today. I lose 5 marks already):&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for homework and revision! Bye and take care(:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way. Justin Bieber was featured on this month's Teenage magazine issue! So happy^^ And it's my birthday month, so nice of them though they don't know(:&lt;br /&gt;But they spell "Tween Sensation" instead of "Teen Sensation" -.- Wth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-2522585321818235688?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/2522585321818235688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=2522585321818235688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2522585321818235688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2522585321818235688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/05/talked-to-peacheszena-about-some-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S-A5FfF8dvI/AAAAAAAABj4/SclRPx0Uvbc/s72-c/DSC00244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-7042052689473340508</id><published>2010-05-03T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T22:11:00.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S97YOh0Q8lI/AAAAAAAABjw/iOhqnMlYshY/s1600/DSC00584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S97YOh0Q8lI/AAAAAAAABjw/iOhqnMlYshY/s320/DSC00584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467044741781713490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S97YOBDNpkI/AAAAAAAABjo/eBrHi3Eo-PY/s1600/DSC00581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S97YOBDNpkI/AAAAAAAABjo/eBrHi3Eo-PY/s320/DSC00581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467044732986041922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S97YNgOFWVI/AAAAAAAABjg/gC3Q5JdiSdA/s1600/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S97YNgOFWVI/AAAAAAAABjg/gC3Q5JdiSdA/s320/DSC00578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467044724173265234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S97YNGWg40I/AAAAAAAABjY/UdoqyNJJHWs/s1600/DSC00587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S97YNGWg40I/AAAAAAAABjY/UdoqyNJJHWs/s320/DSC00587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467044717229302594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S97YMsYDnFI/AAAAAAAABjQ/0NymlwvFmpk/s1600/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S97YMsYDnFI/AAAAAAAABjQ/0NymlwvFmpk/s320/DSC00575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467044710256450642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll start studying at 10pm. So I have 20 minutes left for blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early during the morning, used the laptop then head out for school at 8.45am when I'm all ready.&lt;br /&gt;Good for those who can sleep much later at home today, but I have A Maths lessons):&lt;br /&gt;It was a 3 hour lesson:O&lt;br /&gt;Had a little break in between. Mr Soong treat us Vita Soy and Raisin Cinamon bread(I think) for breakfast! So nice of him! He spend about $50 for our breakfast, so good. And he bought it from Vivo City Gaint. I don't why, but he just bought it from there.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU MR SOONG(:!&lt;br /&gt;Many left at 11.35am.&lt;br /&gt;I left at like, 12.25pm.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got home and 'accompanied' my laptop for the day. Had a nap. And I'm ready for those books and papers, HA!(lol, lame lame.)&lt;br /&gt;See ya real soon! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-7042052689473340508?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/7042052689473340508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=7042052689473340508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7042052689473340508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7042052689473340508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/05/okay-ill-start-studying-at-10pm.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S97YOh0Q8lI/AAAAAAAABjw/iOhqnMlYshY/s72-c/DSC00584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-8136981860209179981</id><published>2010-04-30T21:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T22:25:12.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9rjo2eXK7I/AAAAAAAABjI/GU_rvjO8raA/s1600/dry-farmed-tomato+23_9_2009+11_33+AM_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9rjo2eXK7I/AAAAAAAABjI/GU_rvjO8raA/s320/dry-farmed-tomato+23_9_2009+11_33+AM_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465931388724652978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, I don't know why am I uploading a photo of a tomato. Random Moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, I thought blogger's format was messed up again. Refreshed the page and it was fine(:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, notice the change of blog music/song? It's Where Are You Now - Justin Bieber(he recorded this when he was 13 I think)(he was playing the piano and singing while recording all at the same time that time.)&lt;br /&gt;The song is really touching.&lt;br /&gt;And and! I was recording a parody for that song just now! *GIGGLES!!*&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I just recorded the beginning of the song. And edited it just now. It feels freaking weird to see myself 'act'. Yes, freaking weird.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'm going to upload it or what, haha. Just doing it for fun:D&lt;br /&gt;Should I upload it? Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school's fine.&lt;br /&gt;During A maths, Mr Soong want us to come back on Monday for extra lessons. A FULL 3 HOUR lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Monday is like our day off): Still want us to come back-.-&lt;br /&gt;And, we had 2 hour of E Maths lesson today. 2nd hour was suppose to be SS, but taken over by Mr Chee. So there's like no breaks in between.&lt;br /&gt;After like 1 hour 30 minutes, I cannot absorb anymore info as my brain was totally soaked with all the E Maths and A Maths today.___.!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is weird. Why is Patrick keep logging in and out on my msn continuously? Is it him or is my msn having problems? o_o&lt;br /&gt;So back what I was saying, during A Maths. I realise Mr Soong is very naggy-.-&lt;br /&gt;Even people no ruler also want to nag to the class for like 1 minute=.=!!&lt;br /&gt;Then telling our class to go the the extra lesson on Monday also want to nag.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I did something stupid today.&lt;br /&gt;I thought there was no staples in the staple anymore. So I started you know, playing with the staple.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, out of no where, a staple came out and punched into my finger D:&lt;br /&gt;It hurt badly but there isn't much blood. I so deserve it for playing with a staple.&lt;br /&gt;There was one time that was really bad, the whole staple got into my nails! Scary la, then it's like there two hole on my thumb nail. Was only like 6 that time. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-8136981860209179981?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/8136981860209179981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=8136981860209179981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8136981860209179981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8136981860209179981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay-i-dont-know-why-am-i-uploading.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9rjo2eXK7I/AAAAAAAABjI/GU_rvjO8raA/s72-c/dry-farmed-tomato+23_9_2009+11_33+AM_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-5832368078127804450</id><published>2010-04-29T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T22:57:38.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9mW3X8N4JI/AAAAAAAABjA/5DwADfhLSHo/s1600/P1004291424519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9mW3X8N4JI/AAAAAAAABjA/5DwADfhLSHo/s320/P1004291424519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465565500854362258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm actually eating noodles as my dinner at this hour.(took this photo with my laptop, with all that tilting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's like 10.27pm now, instant noodles = dinner.&lt;br /&gt;What can you cook at this hour after all?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, like yesterday and the previous day. Had exams today.&lt;br /&gt;3 set of Chinese papers at a go._.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, something happened during my Chinese paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;I was writing my letter writing when I suddenly hear a loud sound.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was the stacking chairs(that stack so high up) fell off. Then, a guy(forgot who it was, too suddenly) run to the ground. I thought he wanted to pick up the chair or something. But on the ground, was Mdm Saratha.&lt;br /&gt;She fainted. I froze for the moment, not knowing what to do.&lt;br /&gt;The class started getting chaotic, in the middle of the examination. Someone when out to call for a teacher, I stood up, was about to walk over when Mdm Rihana came.&lt;br /&gt;We were asked to continue with our papers.&lt;br /&gt;I think I was tramatised a little, whatever I wrote was wrong. Kept cancelling.&lt;br /&gt;I put down my pen and told myself to calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I saw Mdm Saratha woke up, then when Mdm Rihana when out to look for teachers, I saw Mdm Saratha faint again with her head on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;So worried. Its my third time seeing someone faint.&lt;br /&gt;The remember the second time was at the student care center when I was 8. &amp;amp; it was on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher ran out of the Principal's office, then started to screaming, saying that the principal accuse her for the students kissing or something(forgotten).&lt;br /&gt;Then she fainted-.-&lt;br /&gt;When she woke up, she asked for a spoon. At first, the other teacher don't know what it was for.&lt;br /&gt;Then she took the spoon, put it in her mouth. Biting on it, hoping that her teeth breaks. It was an attempt of suicide.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine seeing someone suicide on your birthday? I was in a happy mood before, and after that, spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;I was only 8! It's not good to see all this drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to Mdm Saratha. The class confirmed with Mdm Rihana later on that Mdm Saratha was fine! :)&lt;br /&gt;I think the class started to be more sensible, after this incident.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I found that all the Language papers were given sufficient time. There was really a lot of time, that I could slowly slowly do.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I do fine in the Listening Comprehension Paper. It requires a lot of inference, which isn't my strength.&lt;br /&gt;I think that's quite all for the day. Shall continue eating my noodles(ramen!).&lt;br /&gt;Have a good rest all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-5832368078127804450?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/5832368078127804450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=5832368078127804450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5832368078127804450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5832368078127804450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-actually-eating-noodles-as-my-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9mW3X8N4JI/AAAAAAAABjA/5DwADfhLSHo/s72-c/P1004291424519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-5783221727053534561</id><published>2010-04-28T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T22:16:46.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be honest, I don't think the problem lies in me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9hA5iuwLpI/AAAAAAAABi4/hmf1EbET_fE/s1600/DSC00448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9hA5iuwLpI/AAAAAAAABi4/hmf1EbET_fE/s320/DSC00448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465189505133719186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;That night, I realise their presence meant so much to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Took the English Paper 1 &amp;amp; 2 today.&lt;br /&gt;I think I manage my time quite well compared to last year's EOY paper.&lt;br /&gt;I even had time to recopy my speech writing on a fresh sheet of paper, and do a 50 minutes summary.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just to share a bit. I wrote on the topic Encouragement. It was based on last year's happening.&lt;br /&gt;If I have the chance, I might want to show it to some of the 2E4 students(You probably could guess what I wrote about already.)&lt;br /&gt;Really thank them for giving me the little or big encouragement(:&lt;br /&gt;I even felt like crying all over again when I wrote that compo. But don't know cry for what la, just found the compo a bit touching:D&lt;br /&gt;Lol, crying for your own compo? I don't know, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I think I should start my D&amp;amp;T revision tomorrow. 200 pages.. How about tonight? We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, maybe revise on the Chinese letter writing format first. Ya, first things first.&lt;br /&gt;Signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-5783221727053534561?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/5783221727053534561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=5783221727053534561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5783221727053534561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5783221727053534561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-be-honest-i-dont-think-problem-lays.html' title='To be honest, I don&apos;t think the problem lies in me.'/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9hA5iuwLpI/AAAAAAAABi4/hmf1EbET_fE/s72-c/DSC00448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-1135464250844584522</id><published>2010-04-27T22:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:14:32.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9bx9m-IdSI/AAAAAAAABiw/NWLbuM9iW1Y/s1600/DSC00532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9bx9m-IdSI/AAAAAAAABiw/NWLbuM9iW1Y/s320/DSC00532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464821238596138274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just made a shot glass out of ice! It's super freezing cold to just hold it for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9bx9B4B54I/AAAAAAAABio/haN76G7aaqs/s1600/DSC00531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9bx9B4B54I/AAAAAAAABio/haN76G7aaqs/s320/DSC00531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464821228638431106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some parts melt off already):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9bx8iCiWjI/AAAAAAAABig/4A2_WFs118w/s1600/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9bx8iCiWjI/AAAAAAAABig/4A2_WFs118w/s320/DSC00530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464821220092566066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually tried pouring drink in it, and just like a real glass. It holds the liquid.&lt;br /&gt;And I drank from it, so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey hey(:&lt;br /&gt;I realise my previous post(s) were a bit gossipy huh?&lt;br /&gt;Shall not reveal so much:D&lt;br /&gt;So, took the SS paper today.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I'm not even confidence in passing this paper. Because I rush like don't know what, didn't really write what I intended to.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I get a minimum B3, because I suck in geography(no, shall not say that.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can't and didn't feel the seriousness for this MYE. Maybe because it's in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Just don't feel much of that seriousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I have some good news (for myself).&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to Kota Tinggi from 31st May - 4th June for Secondary 3 Leadership camp!&lt;br /&gt;Will be going with the other Student Leaders(:&lt;br /&gt;*giggles* And we'll be staying in a resort. So excited!&lt;br /&gt;There's swimming pool, waterfall(heard of it) and fireflies (You would not believe your eyes, if ten million fireflies).&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been there before. Can't remember. Don't know if it's that place or not.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that I remember was the fireflies. We sat on this boat, and just move around the river. The fireflies useless one, they wouldn't fly anywhere near the boat.&lt;br /&gt;And, so little fireflies-.-&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so excited, it better not be a fish village or any of that kind!&lt;br /&gt;Heehee. so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lim accidentally reveal that we'll be going overseas, then we had to fake surprise when Mr Jack Chong tell us about going overseas. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It sounds nice to go overseas, but it's only Malaysia, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Some thought that we'll be going Korea when Miss Lim wrote "K" "o" on the whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha! Okay, that's all for the excitement.&lt;br /&gt;There's English paper tomorrow. Good luck and have fun. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-1135464250844584522?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/1135464250844584522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=1135464250844584522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1135464250844584522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1135464250844584522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-just-made-shot-glass-out-of-ice-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9bx9m-IdSI/AAAAAAAABiw/NWLbuM9iW1Y/s72-c/DSC00532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-6333971352897903972</id><published>2010-04-27T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:03:41.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9XEvALDnvI/AAAAAAAABiY/5hKRAWlum-U/s1600/DSC00538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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It’s to minimize the distraction of the internet. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Examples would be Twitter, YouTube, Blog hopping and a bit of FaceBook(Just imagine your face as a book, kay, lame).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I think not much people know of my YouTube Channel.(Link below this post.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;My YouTube Channel is(or are) more of the other side of my life that not much people know. Or maybe it’s just a hobby. But whatever it is, I kept it quite secretive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Have been working with clay for like one year now. People only knew about it 6 months ago(apart from my parents.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Looking back, I discovered miniature items when I first discovered Polymer clay.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I still remember me borrowing a book from the library regarding making your own jewelery and all. There was one page that they mentioned about using polymer clay to make beads.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I didn’t know what’s polymer clay so I look it up on YouTube(strange that I did’t use the dictionary. Haha.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I saw this Channel, GardenOfImagination, having videos show you how to make miniatures.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;It was quite cool(to me). Because the things were extremely tiny, and cute.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;From there, I started picking up and skills myself by experimenting with basic modeling clay. But modeling clay’s too oily(I still have 3 NEW boxes of modeling clay in my shelf.) So I decided to work with air dry clay, then polymer clay.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I never regretted all this. Maybe I can open clay making classes one day. The market price(am I using the right word?) for such clay classes per session is about $180 dollars per student. Materials at most cost $30 per student. Haha, can make big bucks:D!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;It’ll be so cool if I could really open such classes, actually why not? ;) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Probably after I graduate. Yay. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Anyway, my channel is about having tutorials showing others how to make miniature items(Not even my parents know about this channel:D)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Alright, I know the content is a bit boring and lame but it’s important for me to mark down where all these start from.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Anyway, let’s get into today’s happening. It’s an &lt;i style=""&gt;interesting&lt;/i&gt; day(with all that drama.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Especially during the last period, English lesson.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;This is how it goes. Almost ¾ of the class did not complete the comprehension paper(most did not do summary). And was asked to stand up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Then Mdm Saratha questioned one by one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Me, with a few others just sat down. Didn’t care much.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Then Mdm Saratha asked those who did not do the summary to leave the classroom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Me and the few others just stood up and leave. AND OF ALL THE PEOPLE, Mdm Saratha picked Chao Yi out and asks why he wasn’t standing just now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Is she asking for it or what? Obviously Chao Yi would ‘turn his face’ (direct translation) at her right. He already very unhappy with her just now. Seriously, Mdm Saratha’s asking for it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Then, outside the classroom, Mdm Saratha showed her true motive. Saying that, “Slap(or something?) me and I can get you suspended.” Worse teacher I’ve seen-.-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Gosh, it’s so heartbreaking to know that I have such an English teacher. Let alone form teacher.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Anyway, back to the incomplete homework. I seriously don’t understand the passage(too!). Asked Hafiz go in tell Mdm Saratha to go through with us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Then Mdm Saratha thought he want to fight with her and ask him to go out-.-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;*Sigh* I wished we had a better teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;www.youtube.com/minither&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;www.yotube.com/smalleffort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-6333971352897903972?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/6333971352897903972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=6333971352897903972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6333971352897903972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6333971352897903972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/which-do-you-prefer-normal-0-false.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9XEvALDnvI/AAAAAAAABiY/5hKRAWlum-U/s72-c/DSC00538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-3304725719844847476</id><published>2010-04-23T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T22:04:29.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm very happy now, so I colour coded my post^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9GhWjW-MdI/AAAAAAAABiI/LiUSvN9jwXY/s1600/OMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9GhWjW-MdI/AAAAAAAABiI/LiUSvN9jwXY/s320/OMG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463325231797907922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO HAPPY! I commented on &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Justin Bieber's YouTube channel&lt;/span&gt; video(his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; channel.), &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OFN7exkbm3M"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" title="Behind the  scenes of EENIE MEENIE - song on ITUNES NOW!!"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OFN7exkbm3M"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Behind the scenes of  EENIE MEENIE - song on ITUNES NOW!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and it got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;more than 60 thumbs up&lt;/span&gt;(there's 65 thumbs up now.). It was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;highest rated comment last night on that video&lt;/span&gt;! Which means highest rated comment during the day time in US. Yes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Minither&lt;/span&gt; is ME!! But it's another day, so means my comment isn't on the highest rated comment anymore): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OFN7exkbm3M&lt;br /&gt;(Click on the image to view the full image.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of all that excitement(still very happy!).&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, can't really remember how's school &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;EXCEPT&lt;/span&gt; the Social Studies lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Timah was really &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt; with Chao Yi that she send him to the boarder less classroom._.&lt;br /&gt;I agree with how he feels, but not his actions(words). It's a bit insulting to the teacher, even if the teacher &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insulted our intelligence&lt;/span&gt; in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Kit Yee told me that Mdm Timah is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;good teacher&lt;/span&gt;, but I'm feeling really sleepy during her lessons. Some things she says don't make much sense.&lt;br /&gt;It's either that I'm not used to her teaching &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; she teaches our class differently compared to the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Like what Alphosus says, she quite&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; sarcastic &lt;/span&gt;too. No doubt Chao Yi did it back.&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't be judging people, but, that's what she does?&lt;br /&gt;At first I didn't really get it, until they explain to me, then I realise all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, apart from that, I could still remember today's English lesson.&lt;br /&gt;My group finally presented our speech!&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;, but not as nervous as doing my 'Mother' essay to the class that time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really worried that I'll be more nervous when I'm presenting on the stage(sooner or later, you'll see me. But I'm not willingD:)&lt;br /&gt;Some sitting in front said I was too soft. While some at the back said they could hear me quite well? -.-&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I need more courage):&lt;br /&gt;The story-telling on stage might kill me); So scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note-to-self: Remember to bake the '&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;hotdog buns&lt;/span&gt;' tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-3304725719844847476?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/3304725719844847476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=3304725719844847476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3304725719844847476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3304725719844847476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-very-happy-now-so-i-colour-coded-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9GhWjW-MdI/AAAAAAAABiI/LiUSvN9jwXY/s72-c/OMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-4888271569678223628</id><published>2010-04-22T23:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:00:22.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9BvieyLZVI/AAAAAAAABiA/YRl7annhExw/s1600/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9BvieyLZVI/AAAAAAAABiA/YRl7annhExw/s320/DSC00153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462988986170172754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall do a quick before update I start my revision.&lt;br /&gt;Had some 'extra' lessons with Mr (Terence) Chee and a few others. Namely, Fina, Alica, Eugene, Patrick, Yuen Vwei, Zhen Yang, Pantita.&lt;br /&gt;Finally clear all my doubts regarding Chapter 5!! But I think I need to memorise some points, there's far too many steps to do before you can even sketch the irritating graph-.-&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chee was scribble some workings and all on a paper to show us how to solve the question. Then everyone was like "I want that paper!" as if it's some autograph or what, LOL. End up photocopying the paper. I got the originals(:&lt;br /&gt;Argh, we're studying on a 10 marks question. I better score for that or all this isn't worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I heard that Ms Gan's setting the Mid-year Paper for E Maths! That means it will be an easy paper. WHEE!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Soong also told me that if I study for A Maths, the paper should be easy.&lt;br /&gt;Hope things goes fine.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mr Chee also told us some stories. Each time he tells us a story, I feel motivated. It makes me want to work harder. But after a period of time, the motivations' gone. Back to square 1.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I realise that Mr Chee can write upside down just today, so cool.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Alright. Shall end the post here and revise for my E Maths while it's still fresh in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I think it's Patrick's birthday in about 10 minutes time. Happy Birthday Patrick!&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I just remember I've D&amp;amp;T mind map to complete!!! Alright, really got to go now. Signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-4888271569678223628?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/4888271569678223628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=4888271569678223628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4888271569678223628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4888271569678223628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/shall-do-quick-update-i-start-my.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S9BvieyLZVI/AAAAAAAABiA/YRl7annhExw/s72-c/DSC00153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-1387080910813254723</id><published>2010-04-20T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T21:10:57.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A natural comedian shouldn't be sensitive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S82i_iIt-wI/AAAAAAAABh4/ThI7TnSG62U/s1600/DSC00514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S82i_iIt-wI/AAAAAAAABh4/ThI7TnSG62U/s320/DSC00514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462201135449111298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When out with Fina today to study. Can you believe that word? Study.&lt;br /&gt;Though I was quite distracted all the time, I manage to complete E Maths homework, TRY to understand E Maths chapter 5(failed), and read through SS notes.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we settled down in Starbucks Coffee. It's Fina's first time there.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, she was quite eager to try the food out. I ate Peppery Chicken Puff &amp;amp; drank this Americano Coffee with Milk(or something along those lines). The drink was horrible._. It looks like a completely different drink from the picture-.-&lt;br /&gt;But the Peppery Chicken puff was nice, just that the pepper was a bit too strong for me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really had a hard time understanding Chapter 5.&lt;br /&gt;But shall be studying with a group of 7 along with Mr Chee on Thursday(will inform him tomorrow). Anyone interested?(Only applicable for 3Vivacious:p!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head over to Causeway Point after that(was it Civic center earlier on.).&lt;br /&gt;Saw this lady from Singapore Idol(I think?). But I don't know her name, I don't even watch Singapore Idol(a bit boring.) But I'm not sure if I'm thinking who I'm seeing. Cos no fans chasing after her. Ah, I sound so weird here.&lt;br /&gt;MOVING ON.&lt;br /&gt;Bought MY WORLD 2.0!! *SCREAM SCREAM!!*&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the cash counter is there with the counter machine. I waited for like 7 minutes in the queue though I was the first person in the queue-.- Popular CD Rama seriously slow._.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I think that's all. OH YA, had the emergency exercise today. I TOTALLY HATE MUDDY GRASS! It dirtied my new black school shoe! &amp;amp; I have no idea why the soil is yellow instead of brown. Food colouring?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-1387080910813254723?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/1387080910813254723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=1387080910813254723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1387080910813254723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1387080910813254723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/natural-comedian-shouldnt-be-sensitive.html' title='A natural comedian shouldn&apos;t be sensitive'/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S82i_iIt-wI/AAAAAAAABh4/ThI7TnSG62U/s72-c/DSC00514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-7023447267813491196</id><published>2010-04-16T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T13:44:53.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8h_T7fFgVI/AAAAAAAABho/66hkUpGB7rE/s1600/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8h_T7fFgVI/AAAAAAAABho/66hkUpGB7rE/s320/DSC00332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460754528549044562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what happened today._.&lt;br /&gt;Though it's quite boring to mention what I do everyday, but it's my way of recording events, my habits, routine and all(: So, *recalling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so this morning..&lt;br /&gt;Was almost late for school. Only started tying my hair at 7.05am as I accidentally dose off(Ops.)&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even have time to drink some hot chocolate(parents force me to drink it every morning._.), yay, I'm the kind who can't eat/drink really early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;What make me panic more is that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lift stops at almost every storey&lt;/span&gt;-.-!!&lt;br /&gt;Lol, kay. Assembled in class today as it rained, then used  the time to rush through my A Maths MYE paper.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, Mr Soong said go through next week.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Patrick goes "Look at Esther's face." D:&lt;br /&gt;Enough about the rushing morning.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I just realise around this week that Mr (Terence) Chee is really a teacher that serves himself as a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;He was real poor when he was schooling, to the extend that he even had to borrow money. And now, he's helping others that face similar problems as him back then, or tries his best to help students in their studies.&lt;br /&gt;It's like giving back what you receive in another way.&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, he's really understanding. When I heard his story, I teared up a little.&lt;br /&gt;Because, how many teachers are really understands their students?&lt;br /&gt;I hope he teaches us after he graduated as a teacher. Though I don't really understand his teaching(maybe chapter 5 is too difficult), but I enjoy his teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I passed my A Maths. One of the 5 people who pass A Maths in class. But the result isn't satisfying : 20/40&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-7023447267813491196?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/7023447267813491196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=7023447267813491196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7023447267813491196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7023447267813491196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-cant-remember-what-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8h_T7fFgVI/AAAAAAAABho/66hkUpGB7rE/s72-c/DSC00332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-7157249098167931442</id><published>2010-04-14T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:22:33.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8XN_521Q7I/AAAAAAAABhg/LBFVH87CBS8/s1600/DSC00408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8XN_521Q7I/AAAAAAAABhg/LBFVH87CBS8/s320/DSC00408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459996621002851250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half-close eyes here. Can you count how many eye lid I have?&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8XNTNMSLSI/AAAAAAAABhY/0l7vancvuAE/s1600/Photo0776.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog a bit before going off to do my homework &amp;amp; revise for Chemistry test(which is tomorrow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back our Physic test today! And I'm quite satisfied with my result, 16.5/25&lt;br /&gt;WHEE! It's my first time that I did this well. Usually get a fail or boarder line pass for physic. (Omg, I'm so happy!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; LOL when I'm getting my results.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Mumble under my breath yet loud enough for the people around me to hear.)I scared I fail sia.&lt;br /&gt;(right after that statement.)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Oh: Esther! 16.5&lt;br /&gt;*people around me looked at me*&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Kay. Anyway, was studying with Fina &amp;amp; Patrick in the library just now.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I'm actually studying in the daylight. I normally can't focus when I'm studying in the day, only the night then I can study. Would be very distracted if it's in the day(was quite distracted there too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's for the quick update. Homework time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-7157249098167931442?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/7157249098167931442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=7157249098167931442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7157249098167931442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7157249098167931442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/half-close-eyes-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8XN_521Q7I/AAAAAAAABhg/LBFVH87CBS8/s72-c/DSC00408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-1061433783575397237</id><published>2010-04-13T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:26:59.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8R8uyYegkI/AAAAAAAABhQ/DP5eCeoKzqM/s1600/DSC00471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8R8uyYegkI/AAAAAAAABhQ/DP5eCeoKzqM/s320/DSC00471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459625791520145986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for English Speech Presentation project just now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; some weird things happened.&lt;br /&gt;You know the Causeway Point Interchange area where there's a lot of people asking for donations, surveys and all?&lt;br /&gt;Two guys mistook me for an adult._.?&lt;br /&gt;First guy: Hello, we're the cancer foundation group. Is it okay with we take a few minutes of your time?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (nod nod)&lt;br /&gt;First guy: May I know how old are you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 14(.___.)&lt;br /&gt;First guy: HUH? 14? so young! I'm so sorry to take up your time. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;(after taking a few steps.)&lt;br /&gt;Second guy: Hello, can you take a few minutes to take a survey?&lt;br /&gt;Me:*hesitating**nod*&lt;br /&gt;Second guy: Okay, how old are you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 15(lie a bit, since the first guy so shock, turning 15 in less than a month anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;Second guy:*froze for a while*(The minimum age group on the survey paper was 20 years old.)* he anyhow scribble a "15" in the corner of the paper*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, seriously. Do I look that old? Or should I say mature? :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to Woodlands Regional Library. Can't find a table to settle down with. So settle down with a small brown couch.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for Crystal &amp;amp; her boyfriend. They were late for an hour!&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;Did the speech &amp;amp; all. Finally, left the undone slides(:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, went back to Causeway Point, Popular Book store(it was close earlier on for the annual stock check)&lt;br /&gt;It was open, I went to the CD Rama section to buy My World 2.0♥. But guess what, just as I was about to pay, I realise &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;there was no cash counter&lt;/span&gt;.___.!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; no one was buying the CDs because of that. I'm so disappointed. Seriously):!!&lt;br /&gt;Have been wanting to buy that CD for quite sometime, &amp;amp; now the cash counter is missing.&lt;br /&gt;The cash counter isn't close, it's missing. The counter machine wasn't even there! WTH right?&lt;br /&gt;-.- DISAPPOINTED. I'm disappointed with you Popular.(LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;I went back home straight after that, cos it was getting late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-1061433783575397237?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/1061433783575397237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=1061433783575397237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1061433783575397237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1061433783575397237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-out-for-english-speech.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8R8uyYegkI/AAAAAAAABhQ/DP5eCeoKzqM/s72-c/DSC00471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-7822081129520041398</id><published>2010-04-13T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T01:05:30.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8NSp0qpk2I/AAAAAAAABhI/Ia4Xu8rAw5c/s1600/Photo1151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8NSp0qpk2I/AAAAAAAABhI/Ia4Xu8rAw5c/s320/Photo1151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459298051768816482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it's like 1am in the morning now.&lt;br /&gt;So shall do a real quick post about yesterday(which is an hour ago.)&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I really need to study hard for D&amp;amp;T, cos we have to memorize 200 pages for MYE.&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy la-.-&lt;br /&gt;But I hope it's all worth it for my dream(:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, talked to Isaac about the camp during CCA.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why they say we're the worse group of SLs.&lt;br /&gt;But, there's a lot of obstruction? Kay, forget it. It's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; over&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall be meeting up with Crystal &amp;amp; Naresh at 4.30pm later on for english project. Crystal's boyfriend is going._.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, till now. NIGHT NIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-7822081129520041398?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/7822081129520041398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=7822081129520041398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7822081129520041398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7822081129520041398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-its-like-1am-in-morning-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8NSp0qpk2I/AAAAAAAABhI/Ia4Xu8rAw5c/s72-c/Photo1151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-4170862660249016894</id><published>2010-04-11T00:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T16:12:40.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8CjciaBuYI/AAAAAAAABhA/UMSDeDkKngw/s1600/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8CjciaBuYI/AAAAAAAABhA/UMSDeDkKngw/s320/DSC00429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458542459040676226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look like I only have my upper teeth, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#%21/album.php?aid=206016&amp;amp;id=1195969531"&gt;(CLICK HERE FOR THE CAMP PHOTOS!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;I was back from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 Days 5 Nights&lt;/span&gt; camp yesterday. It was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I woke up this morning with my right hand &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;swelling&lt;/span&gt;, I don't know why): It hurts):&lt;br /&gt;But I have to say, it's all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Though I miss out from the Sec 3 camp which I could really have &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;fun &amp;amp; bond&lt;/span&gt; together with my friends &amp;amp; my classmates, but I too, learn/realise a lot from this Sec 2 Camp Planning Committee that I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;It's really a huge sacrifice that I make for myself, but again, it's &lt;u&gt;worth it&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't go through all this, I don't think I can even help out my cca as a leader in future.&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I really learn about myself, &amp;amp; find it important. Which is speaking up. Guess what, it was really possible for me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TO ALL STUDENT LEADERS: I think everyone did a great job! Having only like 3 hours of sleep(for each day) for 6 days needs lots of resilience, what more about fuctioning this whole camp. Everyone deserves a pat on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a bit of a summary for each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 0&lt;br /&gt;There's was briefing on all the camp activities on this day. &amp;amp; also, the ex-co(s) gave us some challenges, and we have to complete them. It was really tough, but I could tell that their forcing out some values from us.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the challenge which we have to go over the line(shoulder length), it was really challenging. &amp;amp; I feel so bad for the guys who help all the ladies over, we were like pressing our hands on their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That was the exact same thing that sort of happen to me when I was primary 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(was taking swimming lessons. We were at the edge of the pool, the coach ask us to leave the edge &amp;amp; try to float with our arms/legs. I was actually rotating my arms &amp;amp; legs, floating in the water when this Malay girl put her hand on my head &amp;amp; use it as a support. I was like struggling under the water like half a minute. Seriously though I was going to die. When I got out, I've got a blue-black on my head.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early in the morning for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Sentosa Sand Castle Building&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, then was suppose to rush back to school to get the Sec 2s ready for the camp &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;But only half of us could go, the rest had to wait for the next bus, which is like an hour away.&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca, Regina &amp;amp; I actually sneak over to Seven-Eleven to buy &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;7-up&lt;/span&gt; (I pour it into my bottle, looks totally like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;!I know, obviously, haha.)&lt;br /&gt;Gave some to drink it, feels good right. Then Emily was like totally cannot lie "It's not water!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL, was so worried that Mr Lim discover &amp;amp; all. After that incident in the library, I seriously scared of him already-.-&lt;br /&gt;But he treat us $30 to seven-eleven later on. yay! We gave him back $10(I contributed $3 in:D)&lt;br /&gt;got back to school. Helped out in the Kabadi, seriously can't hear the girls saying "kabadi".&lt;br /&gt;Issac was disappointed with me for some things): Yea, but I think I improved on it later in the day:D!&lt;br /&gt;Mini Games later on, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE BOYS WERE SERIOUSLY ROUGH &amp;amp; RUSH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a simple game on handball, I no idea what's with that rush &amp;amp; all. &amp;amp; they were so rough. *shake head*&lt;br /&gt;had debrief, heard that the boys sneak into the girls bunk during our debrief.&lt;br /&gt;Then had a late night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;The GMs manage to get more sleep in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; before I was about to fall asleep in my bunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rasyidah go &amp;amp; lock my bunk not knowing that I was inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, run to the door, &amp;amp; wth. The thing is that I don't know who lock my bunk as my glasses wasn't on. Luckily I could unlock the backdoor, Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Had Amazing Race later on, swap my duty with Rebecca as she sprain her ankle.&lt;br /&gt;So had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Splash!&lt;/span&gt; Had fun, but was worried that the boys will get sick because the males SLs who were helping out really splash the boys till they were soaked wet.&lt;br /&gt;Obstacle Course later on, the campers weren't cooperating with us):&lt;br /&gt;Debrief &amp;amp; slept really late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;Helped out in Kabadi again, was doing the score sheet.&lt;br /&gt;Then camp fire night.&lt;br /&gt;I think the campers really enjoyed the night a lot(: &amp;amp; the camp fire looks really good.&lt;br /&gt;Good night(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;Area cleaning in the morning, then they had to do their reflection. Break camp(for them).&lt;br /&gt;Head home(yay). I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; my laptop, or rather the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;. It's like I feel so disconnected from the world.(can't even connect to the school's Internet, dk why.)&lt;br /&gt;Got back to school for the BBQ with our sec 3! I really miss all my friends &amp;amp; classmate.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, ALL THE GUYS' HAIR LIKE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;UP SIZE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;It's either that their hair over grown, or they make it big on purpose-.-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; 3 Vivacious was the overall winner. YAY! So happy for them^^&lt;br /&gt;They got the most amount of food among the rest cos they were the overall winner(They even won a few bottles of coca cola, a lot of snacks, and more BBQ food to be BBQ-ed) Mdm Saratha said some of them were starving. While the campers &amp;amp; SLs were trying our best to finish the food by really stuffing ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then got a bit emotional(don't tell you all why^^)&lt;br /&gt;Got back to school, then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early for the Sand Castle Building. All SLs were Facilitators.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I was assign to facilitate a Sec 4-1(group 2) class. I was quite worried at first.&lt;br /&gt;You know, Sec 4s, might not even be able to talk to them. What more about facilitate.&lt;br /&gt;But things turn out fine, part of it is that they were nice people&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; they build a turtle sand castle! With the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;eggs&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;baby turtle&lt;/span&gt;! So cute:D&lt;br /&gt;Haha, everything was fun. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;EXCEPT&lt;/span&gt; that the sun is really so extra there. It spoils all the fun-.-&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to all the packing up &amp;amp; all, I feel like collapsing. Really D: But all I can do is press on!&lt;br /&gt;Got back to school. Waited like forever for everyone to arrive back(cos all the SLs were in separate buses.)&lt;br /&gt;Then, Mr Siva treated us &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;!! (he paid half the bill, the other half is school funds. But still, Yay!)&lt;br /&gt;THANKS MR SIVA! woots!&lt;br /&gt;After that, head HOME. LOVE IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-4170862660249016894?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/4170862660249016894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=4170862660249016894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4170862660249016894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4170862660249016894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-look-like-i-only-have-my-upper-teeth.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S8CjciaBuYI/AAAAAAAABhA/UMSDeDkKngw/s72-c/DSC00429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-4821770575018087204</id><published>2010-04-03T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:37:38.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7dRRmYumfI/AAAAAAAABg4/H-uOy_aNhMw/s1600/DSC00402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7dRRmYumfI/AAAAAAAABg4/H-uOy_aNhMw/s320/DSC00402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455918836386535922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey! This will probably be my LAST blog post before I leave for camp tomorrow):&lt;br /&gt;Just done packing my camp stuff. &amp;amp; my duffel bag seemed to have 'Up-sized' after I pack the things in. :O!&lt;br /&gt;Previously, I was quite unhappy that I'm going to a 6D5N camp. But I don't know why, I'M FREAKING EXCITED NOW TO THE EXTEND THAT I CAN'T STOP GRINNING. TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Shit! Forgot to buy snacks!&lt;br /&gt;(kay, maybe buy tomorrow.) I need snacks that can last me for 6 days!&lt;br /&gt;omg, I can't describe this excitement. I'm so unexpected. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE JUMPING!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, new tutorial uploaded. Go check it out(:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=51c8DyW2jLA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-4821770575018087204?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/4821770575018087204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=4821770575018087204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4821770575018087204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4821770575018087204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-hey-this-will-probably-be-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7dRRmYumfI/AAAAAAAABg4/H-uOy_aNhMw/s72-c/DSC00402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-4117411958087868149</id><published>2010-04-01T20:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:13:23.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Sy9nLGxAI/AAAAAAAABgg/4AHzlDcVYDY/s1600/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Sy-PDNFXI/AAAAAAAABgo/BYKCXDauqSs/s320/DSC00357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455181830914119026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Sy9L7S38I/AAAAAAAABgY/qgk-8hYwiTo/s1600/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Sy9L7S38I/AAAAAAAABgY/qgk-8hYwiTo/s320/DSC00359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455181812895768514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, close eyes^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Sy81JkeGI/AAAAAAAABgQ/qJAOu1S4o9M/s1600/DSC00360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Sy81JkeGI/AAAAAAAABgQ/qJAOu1S4o9M/s320/DSC00360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455181806781626466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SperftZlI/AAAAAAAABgI/98UhnKHU6lY/s1600/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SperftZlI/AAAAAAAABgI/98UhnKHU6lY/s320/DSC00362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455171393189406290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SpeFlGnvI/AAAAAAAABgA/YnuxCG80F_w/s1600/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SpeFlGnvI/AAAAAAAABgA/YnuxCG80F_w/s320/DSC00364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455171383011483378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Spdl31a0I/AAAAAAAABf4/5I_8i88aBVc/s1600/DSC00365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Spdl31a0I/AAAAAAAABf4/5I_8i88aBVc/s320/DSC00365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455171374500113218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SpdLauaVI/AAAAAAAABfw/u5qVG9z6MRA/s1600/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SpdLauaVI/AAAAAAAABfw/u5qVG9z6MRA/s320/DSC00366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455171367398697298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really love those details&lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SpcoF8tAI/AAAAAAAABfo/bytL5qXW8Sg/s1600/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SpcoF8tAI/AAAAAAAABfo/bytL5qXW8Sg/s320/DSC00367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455171357916312578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know, very pretty right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Sjzh_hP3I/AAAAAAAABfg/Vsw_MQHq-8k/s1600/DSC00368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Sjzh_hP3I/AAAAAAAABfg/Vsw_MQHq-8k/s320/DSC00368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455165154345959282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SjzU9-syI/AAAAAAAABfY/AojuKCyacsY/s1600/DSC00369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SjzU9-syI/AAAAAAAABfY/AojuKCyacsY/s320/DSC00369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455165150849839906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Sjy8yhgmI/AAAAAAAABfQ/OPgqUP71eVc/s1600/DSC00370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Sjy8yhgmI/AAAAAAAABfQ/OPgqUP71eVc/s320/DSC00370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455165144359338594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SjyI2FlzI/AAAAAAAABfI/B30dpOoAMFc/s1600/DSC00371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SjyI2FlzI/AAAAAAAABfI/B30dpOoAMFc/s320/DSC00371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455165130415642418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SjxhJHjAI/AAAAAAAABfA/tylg60Is1yg/s1600/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SjxhJHjAI/AAAAAAAABfA/tylg60Is1yg/s320/DSC00372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455165119758044162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene was so slow at the 'taking-photos' topic, lol. me &amp;amp; Diviyath kept laughing, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Diviyath: Eh, want seat here?(point point)&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: Take photo together arh?(AHAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Sdge6WSBI/AAAAAAAABe4/_zI4DQjKJEU/s1600/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Sdge6WSBI/AAAAAAAABe4/_zI4DQjKJEU/s320/DSC00373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455158230031681554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SdfzCmQ0I/AAAAAAAABew/uwGUUdtfNYU/s1600/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SdfzCmQ0I/AAAAAAAABew/uwGUUdtfNYU/s320/DSC00374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455158218255123266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SdfJ9HwsI/AAAAAAAABeo/sSrvz2CkbmE/s1600/DSC00375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SdfJ9HwsI/AAAAAAAABeo/sSrvz2CkbmE/s320/DSC00375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455158207226299074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SdepkmfoI/AAAAAAAABeg/akwARbEpZzE/s1600/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SdepkmfoI/AAAAAAAABeg/akwARbEpZzE/s320/DSC00381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455158198533521026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Zena's pencil box, Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7SdeTGVmqI/AAAAAAAABeY/uXpjll09dtQ/s1600/DSC00384.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at those photos above, something different today^^&lt;br /&gt;Held the food fair(:&lt;br /&gt;But me &amp;amp; ShiJing was quite shock at first the 4/6 students took the whole canteen lane. I was quite pissed off that time, cos it's just so like wtf(you know what I mean).&lt;br /&gt;But Mdm Jas made them shift, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was selling the curry puffs, popiah and samosa.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;The popiah was very sell able.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! This blog post is getting more &amp;amp; more boring. D:&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop here, too boring. Anyway, I'll be at camp from Sunday till Friday. So I'll try my best to post more till Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;So that I wouldn't miss the laptop that much(haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Bieber's voice got deeper!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/cd12846553/bieber-takes-over?rel=player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, regarding the April Fools, the most successful joke that I made was telling Afiq I took a photo of him naked. He actually fell for it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I didn't get fooled today^^ Mdm Jas even tried to fool me-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-4117411958087868149?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/4117411958087868149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=4117411958087868149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4117411958087868149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4117411958087868149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/haha-close-eyes-really-love-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7Sy9nLGxAI/AAAAAAAABgg/4AHzlDcVYDY/s72-c/DSC00358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-3329290743513684056</id><published>2010-04-01T00:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T00:30:08.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7N3QUeSHSI/AAAAAAAABeQ/E58xQRAtD8U/s1600/Photo1128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7N3QUeSHSI/AAAAAAAABeQ/E58xQRAtD8U/s320/Photo1128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454834695933140258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That cat was very unwilling to take the snapshot-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7N2w0julMI/AAAAAAAABeI/gYEy_SIlQwk/s1600/Photo1124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7N2w0julMI/AAAAAAAABeI/gYEy_SIlQwk/s320/Photo1124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454834154790098114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7N2wbPNFrI/AAAAAAAABeA/1aSTdKsKlpY/s1600/Photo1129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7N2wbPNFrI/AAAAAAAABeA/1aSTdKsKlpY/s320/Photo1129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454834147993130674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before Mrs Lazarus used the cats' bowls, me &amp;amp; Shi Jing almost wanted to use them to store the tomatoes. LOL, lucky didn't take :x Didn't know it was for the cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7N2v9ImcAI/AAAAAAAABd4/iSRIyvpPjmU/s1600/Photo1130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7N2v9ImcAI/AAAAAAAABd4/iSRIyvpPjmU/s320/Photo1130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454834139912368130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7N2vspP33I/AAAAAAAABdw/Zx3fzwfQjL8/s1600/Photo1131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7N2vspP33I/AAAAAAAABdw/Zx3fzwfQjL8/s320/Photo1131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454834135485898610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7N2uyqBkPI/AAAAAAAABdo/soeayU-C8Go/s1600/Photo1132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7N2uyqBkPI/AAAAAAAABdo/soeayU-C8Go/s320/Photo1132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454834119919898866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day!(Isn't it?)&lt;br /&gt;I was only home at 7.40pm, so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Had two hours of boring Chemistry today, in addition of Physic.&lt;br /&gt;How bored can it get-.-&lt;br /&gt;Had to force myself to pay attention):&lt;br /&gt;There's the speech during assembly, I think the chances of our class winning is not high. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I went over to Mrs Lazarus' house with Jasmine &amp;amp; ShiJing, we were there to help make tomato-cucumber sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;It may sound so plain &amp;amp; all, but it actually taste quite good(never expected that.)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because the way Mrs Lazarus season it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite fun too:D!&lt;br /&gt;I did the packing of the sandwiches, Jasmine spread the butter, Shi Jing lay the ingredients &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I accidentally dropped a packet of sandwich behind Mrs Lazarus' fridge! Was so sorry!&lt;br /&gt;I actually plan to shift the fridge out or something, but was told not to do so.&lt;br /&gt;So there we go, a sandwich is gonna decay(decompose), rot(whatever) &amp;amp; that will be the insects' food source. 'Great'!&lt;br /&gt;(still feels guilty:)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she had 3 cute cats. So nice to have pets roaming around the house(;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I have to say, she have a very country-side house. You'll feel warm when you're in her house.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, we talked about some stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;(even talked about, erm, Germaine. Lol.)&lt;br /&gt;Haha, left her house at 7.25pm(I think).&lt;br /&gt;So fun(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-3329290743513684056?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/3329290743513684056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=3329290743513684056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3329290743513684056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3329290743513684056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/04/that-cat-was-very-unwilling-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7N3QUeSHSI/AAAAAAAABeQ/E58xQRAtD8U/s72-c/Photo1128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-5597630309095196012</id><published>2010-03-30T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:31:11.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7IK7RBidFI/AAAAAAAABdg/ll297ETbF9w/s1600/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7IK7RBidFI/AAAAAAAABdg/ll297ETbF9w/s320/DSC00246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454434111997506642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This photo look so, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have no idea why the music video above(points) cannot be played-.- There's this error thing over there.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, anyway, it's Justin Bieber's new music video. Never Let You Go. He's so hot in this music video. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's quite fine today. &amp;amp; just learnt that we have to camp in the school for 6D5N. By the 5th day, I think I'll hate the school. To think of it now, the sec 3 camp seems more interesting. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I saw this, what I would call 'Funny Romance'.&lt;br /&gt;There's this couple sitting at the bus stop opposite out school. They were waiting for the bus &amp;amp; it's raining. Then I don't know how(I was walking on the pavement directly opposite the bus stop), they started kissing. Then the guy open the umbrella &amp;amp; cover their face, kissing. LOL. I seriously laughed when I saw that. LOL. &amp;amp; at my angle, I can see them kiss. AHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-5597630309095196012?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/5597630309095196012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=5597630309095196012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5597630309095196012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5597630309095196012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-photo-look-so-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S7IK7RBidFI/AAAAAAAABdg/ll297ETbF9w/s72-c/DSC00246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-4850835096920109067</id><published>2010-03-25T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T00:11:00.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6uG8tocxYI/AAAAAAAABdY/OeSyKBm_0PI/s1600/Photo0746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6uG8tocxYI/AAAAAAAABdY/OeSyKBm_0PI/s320/Photo0746.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452600151461643650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I love the song "That Should Be Me" by Justin Bieber more &amp;amp; more when  I  listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to ran the Nafar 2.4km retest today. I was like. "I FAIL?!?!?"&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not wrong, I passed what-.-?&lt;br /&gt;Ms Gan said this that day after I ran pass her about 10 seconds "Come on, going to boarder line pass already. Ran faster!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I heard there's a problem with the numbering.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I passed the ran(Told cha. I didn't fail-.-)&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, I brought the mixture for making waffles, &amp;amp; the waffle machine to school.&lt;br /&gt;AND, cook it in the Library. Sounds so crazy, but we did it. The whole workroom smell so good!&lt;br /&gt;But we're not selling waffles for the food fair anymore): Because the profit we earn from it wouldn't be much.&lt;br /&gt;): Maybe some other time(Mdm Jas say maybe we can have a workshop to teach people make waffles or something. Don't know.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so LOL in the workroom, Germaine totally don't understand what Jasmine and I are trying to say. We repeat like don't know many times. She still don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed till I look like I just cried. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine also told me something in the workroom. About someone in my class, which is seriously eww/pervert.&lt;br /&gt;I'll avoid him in future. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that's all for the day at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my nap just now. Shall do my holiday assignments now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh YA! There's this awkward moment today in the library._.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chee(Terence): You're Esther right?(he happen to walk pass our table)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Er, ya.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chee: I remember you're from 3E4, I'm sorry that the lesson yesterday wasn't good.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? It was okay.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chee: Really, I know it's not good.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (mouth open, but don't know what to say.)&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time a teacher apologise to me for not conducting a lesson well.__.&lt;br /&gt;His lesson are quite alright, at least he got a bit of humor. Unlike Ms Gan-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-4850835096920109067?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/4850835096920109067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=4850835096920109067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4850835096920109067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4850835096920109067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/omg-i-love-song-that-should-be-me-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6uG8tocxYI/AAAAAAAABdY/OeSyKBm_0PI/s72-c/Photo0746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-3531402044113649028</id><published>2010-03-23T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:21:11.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6jD53Ai7GI/AAAAAAAABdQ/HAi7wrWg1DI/s1600-h/Photo1075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6jD53Ai7GI/AAAAAAAABdQ/HAi7wrWg1DI/s320/Photo1075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451822747718184034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I thank those who hurt me, because they toughened my will.&lt;br /&gt;I thank those who deceived me, because they made me wiser.&lt;br /&gt;I thank those who insulted me, because they strengthened my character.&lt;br /&gt;I thank those who beat me, because they fueled my will to fight.&lt;br /&gt;I thank those who abandoned me, because they taught me to be  independent.&lt;br /&gt;I thank those who toppled me, because they solidified my stance.&lt;br /&gt;I thank those who accused me, because they reminded me of my  inadequacy.&lt;br /&gt;I thank those who opposed me, because they made me more vigilant.&lt;br /&gt;I thank those who were frank with me, because they are my true  friends.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for allowing adversity to befall upon me, for that is the  only path for spiritual growth and maturity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Lifted from Bubzbeauty fanpage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Realising the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;positives&lt;/span&gt; within the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;negatives&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello! I just woke up from my nap. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Today was very like, slacking. I slept/rest(didn't mange to fall asleep) for the whole CE period as Mdm Saratha wasn't in school, &amp;amp; some relief teacher took over.&lt;br /&gt;o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussed a lot on the food fair during CCA today. I might be cooking waffles in the library on this thursday. LOL, &amp;amp; make the whole library smell like waffles :D!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Right, that's for the quick update. Need to do my Social Studies homework &amp;amp; study for my Physic test.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, check my new tutorial out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dKYst-JYSmE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dKYst-JYSmE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-3531402044113649028?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/3531402044113649028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=3531402044113649028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3531402044113649028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3531402044113649028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-i-just-woke-up-from-my-nap.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6jD53Ai7GI/AAAAAAAABdQ/HAi7wrWg1DI/s72-c/Photo1075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-3584964642550288300</id><published>2010-03-19T21:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:40:34.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(I'm so disappointed with myself, cos took so many blur photos todayD:)&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bugis Street and Bishan today. I was late because I realise that I look weird with my shoes, so I went back to change. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry! D:&lt;br /&gt;It was very sunny on my way to Admiralty MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ONFdFvHZI/AAAAAAAABdI/7DEB19bpS1k/s1600-h/Photo1082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ONFdFvHZI/AAAAAAAABdI/7DEB19bpS1k/s320/Photo1082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450355098895981970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Kiy Yee, then took the MRT with Shi Hui &amp;amp; Kit Yee to Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ONE7jLO4I/AAAAAAAABdA/ZXHfImpFne4/s1600-h/Photo1084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ONE7jLO4I/AAAAAAAABdA/ZXHfImpFne4/s320/Photo1084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450355089892653954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ONEZ96qjI/AAAAAAAABc4/hWrnBxpzB4k/s1600-h/Photo1085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ONEZ96qjI/AAAAAAAABc4/hWrnBxpzB4k/s320/Photo1085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450355080878008882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, WHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ONDkfBaBI/AAAAAAAABcw/UJSOx0fnQrI/s1600-h/Photo1086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ONDkfBaBI/AAAAAAAABcw/UJSOx0fnQrI/s320/Photo1086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450355066521348114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ONDfkMyyI/AAAAAAAABco/2J2XtHvsOHY/s1600-h/Photo1087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ONDfkMyyI/AAAAAAAABco/2J2XtHvsOHY/s320/Photo1087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450355065200888610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought a bag(for school), a purse(me and Kit Yee got the same design^^), ear studs and solar powered moving flower. The bag and purse was quite cheap. But I have my doubts when it comes to the quality): Hope it's good(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OIB4qqWZI/AAAAAAAABcg/h1lyCoJfalo/s1600-h/Photo1088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OIB4qqWZI/AAAAAAAABcg/h1lyCoJfalo/s320/Photo1088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450349540021000594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OIBeg-aUI/AAAAAAAABcY/zbTW_QScyhQ/s1600-h/Photo1090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OIBeg-aUI/AAAAAAAABcY/zbTW_QScyhQ/s320/Photo1090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450349533001050434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OIA8UahzI/AAAAAAAABcQ/NknVZx90ZYU/s1600-h/Photo1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OIA8UahzI/AAAAAAAABcQ/NknVZx90ZYU/s320/Photo1091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450349523821561650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OIAUp6qII/AAAAAAAABcI/zIqODuoomU8/s1600-h/Photo1094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OIAUp6qII/AAAAAAAABcI/zIqODuoomU8/s320/Photo1094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450349513174329474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OH_Vx2HuI/AAAAAAAABcA/cq9srlfkRkE/s1600-h/Photo1095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OH_Vx2HuI/AAAAAAAABcA/cq9srlfkRkE/s320/Photo1095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450349496296152802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I see a Bee:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OGqb2MNqI/AAAAAAAABb4/Og1nlR1eJt0/s1600-h/Photo1096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OGqb2MNqI/AAAAAAAABb4/Og1nlR1eJt0/s320/Photo1096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450348037636109986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had lunch at Long John Sliver, it was the only meal I had for the day, so far.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't ate Long John Silver for years, no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OGp60471I/AAAAAAAABbw/3Yq9vrG6FCY/s1600-h/Photo1097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OGp60471I/AAAAAAAABbw/3Yq9vrG6FCY/s320/Photo1097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450348028772282194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It looks quite unhealthy from this angle, and it actually is unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OGpLCO1EI/AAAAAAAABbo/OoF6tOUfGaY/s1600-h/Photo1098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OGpLCO1EI/AAAAAAAABbo/OoF6tOUfGaY/s320/Photo1098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450348015943341122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like top views(photos) nowadays, don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OGotnIfmI/AAAAAAAABbg/gL7sFCBzl_w/s1600-h/Photo1101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OGotnIfmI/AAAAAAAABbg/gL7sFCBzl_w/s320/Photo1101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450348008045051490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was actually quite candid for Kit Yee, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OGoF2YaFI/AAAAAAAABbY/GboFefqKp3Y/s1600-h/Photo1102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OGoF2YaFI/AAAAAAAABbY/GboFefqKp3Y/s320/Photo1102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450347997371590738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OE846ZqQI/AAAAAAAABbQ/_c35NPd3svs/s1600-h/Photo1103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OE846ZqQI/AAAAAAAABbQ/_c35NPd3svs/s320/Photo1103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450346155652786434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright, hold your laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Head over to Bishan after our meal. Walk around Junction 8, then to the Bishan Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OE8XIHCqI/AAAAAAAABbI/_l3bQOlxY-I/s1600-h/Photo1105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OE8XIHCqI/AAAAAAAABbI/_l3bQOlxY-I/s320/Photo1105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450346146583480994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mum says, this is what Malay aunties carry to the market(she's not being racist here.)&lt;br /&gt;But to think of it, it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; look like those aunties' purse. OMG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OE6-DYaCI/AAAAAAAABbA/7YMx7CYnLcg/s1600-h/Photo1106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OE6-DYaCI/AAAAAAAABbA/7YMx7CYnLcg/s320/Photo1106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450346122672891938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just love the little details, don't you;D?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OE6TuyUpI/AAAAAAAABa4/F-89-B4UN0Q/s1600-h/Photo1108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OE6TuyUpI/AAAAAAAABa4/F-89-B4UN0Q/s320/Photo1108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450346111312220818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking out from the glass panels. Pretty(if you're sitting down there.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OE58ca8QI/AAAAAAAABaw/lO9PKsWZWBY/s1600-h/Photo1110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6OE58ca8QI/AAAAAAAABaw/lO9PKsWZWBY/s320/Photo1110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450346105061175554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, we did our homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ODj0i2hjI/AAAAAAAABao/_duvUOmTpM8/s1600-h/Photo1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ODj0i2hjI/AAAAAAAABao/_duvUOmTpM8/s320/Photo1111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450344625471915570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found this awesome book about miniatures in the Bishan Library. It's really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Kit Yee &amp;amp; Shi Hui would have saw my facial expressions as I flip through the pages of the book, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ODjWj8ePI/AAAAAAAABag/m3k_Mm6EezE/s1600-h/Photo1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ODjWj8ePI/AAAAAAAABag/m3k_Mm6EezE/s320/Photo1112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450344617423436018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ODinVlt1I/AAAAAAAABaY/UUSMx111Mwk/s1600-h/Photo1114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ODinVlt1I/AAAAAAAABaY/UUSMx111Mwk/s320/Photo1114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450344604746757970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waffles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ODiP53MJI/AAAAAAAABaQ/guuqlQ_j4r4/s1600-h/Photo1118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ODiP53MJI/AAAAAAAABaQ/guuqlQ_j4r4/s320/Photo1118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450344598456447122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute little capsule studs!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ODhYws3bI/AAAAAAAABaI/M53dNXH6cFs/s1600-h/Photo1120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ODhYws3bI/AAAAAAAABaI/M53dNXH6cFs/s320/Photo1120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450344583654071730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train back home with Shi Hui after that as Kit Yee is having dinner at Bishan with her family.&lt;br /&gt;The MRT was seriously so pack, that there's even this strong sweaty smell coming from I-don't-know where in the train-.-&lt;br /&gt;I keep losing my balance in the MRT today, LOL. Embarrassing sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Imagine me go " Woah Woah Woah, Boom Boom Boom(yea)" LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-3584964642550288300?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/3584964642550288300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=3584964642550288300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3584964642550288300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3584964642550288300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-so-disappointed-with-myself-cos-took.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ONFdFvHZI/AAAAAAAABdI/7DEB19bpS1k/s72-c/Photo1082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-2649756563469784605</id><published>2010-03-18T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T22:06:14.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ItvmFljhI/AAAAAAAABaA/EpRJV9xPQXg/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ItvmFljhI/AAAAAAAABaA/EpRJV9xPQXg/s320/DSC00235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449968794772803090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll give you a candy if you can guess what's that in the photo:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally did my homework today! Actually, only a little bit. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 9am to do homework, but was distracted by the laptop till close 11am. :P&lt;br /&gt;I went to the library at 2pm to meet Crystal for English Project. Saw Afiq and Nadia there:D&lt;br /&gt;We waited in the library by surfing the net with our own laptops till 3.10pm for Naresh. And it turn out that his cca teacher have just release him from cca._. Alright.&lt;br /&gt;Discuss a bit ourselves cos we can't wait anymore. Then I accompany her to print some photos.&lt;br /&gt;Had some problems with the stupid machine-.-&lt;br /&gt;After that, went our separate ways. I went to John Little, but can't find the thing I want. Plus, I forgot what it is called):&lt;br /&gt;Then, took the bus home. Meet Crystal on the bus again. Then suddenly Kelly grin at me, then I grin back. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like seriously losing my balance on the bus(I'll leave it up to your imagination for that;D).&lt;br /&gt;Alighted the bus, then I 'walk' Kelly home. LOL. She didn't know I live near her. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Always saw her going to school^_^&lt;br /&gt;Head back home. Watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;On 4.55pm, Channel 5 show the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"We Are The World 25 For Haiti". I was so happy till my eyes was teary. I suppose those were tears of joy:D I actually tweet about this, but it's missing on my twitter?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Had my nap at 6pm, cos I slept late last night, but woke up early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/szH-CHYtfnI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/szH-CHYtfnI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Bieber: Female Dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-2649756563469784605?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/2649756563469784605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=2649756563469784605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2649756563469784605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2649756563469784605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/ill-give-you-candy-if-you-can-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6ItvmFljhI/AAAAAAAABaA/EpRJV9xPQXg/s72-c/DSC00235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-2746587202974395274</id><published>2010-03-17T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T19:03:35.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6C2N46xSJI/AAAAAAAABZ4/DL9zUPTzO6s/s1600-h/O_O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6C2N46xSJI/AAAAAAAABZ4/DL9zUPTzO6s/s320/O_O.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449555898851739794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you need your eyes to be checked? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just done with dinner(:&lt;br /&gt;Had the meeting today at 1pm. Ended at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed a lot, especially the night walk part. LOL. Kay, SHH SHH. Shall not leak any info out:)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much today, shall do my holiday homework now. I didn't even touch it yet T_T&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&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/3040731822464636915-2746587202974395274?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/2746587202974395274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=2746587202974395274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2746587202974395274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/2746587202974395274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you-need-your-eyes-to-be-checked-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S6C2N46xSJI/AAAAAAAABZ4/DL9zUPTzO6s/s72-c/O_O.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-5972190932671386438</id><published>2010-03-16T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:39:52.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5-W34Ea9DI/AAAAAAAABZw/s5yxi_6wtFQ/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5-W34Ea9DI/AAAAAAAABZw/s5yxi_6wtFQ/s320/DSC00267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449239960829490226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Mummy!&lt;br /&gt;(She's the in background, walking, I think?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo above is still quite fresh, because I just celebrated my mother's birthday an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;WEE!~&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about today. &amp;amp; today is my only free day for this week. So I spend most of the time using my laptop:D&lt;br /&gt;Right, will update more next time. For quick update, visit my twitter profile above. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-5972190932671386438?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/5972190932671386438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=5972190932671386438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5972190932671386438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5972190932671386438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-mummy-shes-in-background.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5-W34Ea9DI/AAAAAAAABZw/s5yxi_6wtFQ/s72-c/DSC00267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-9189861864989830474</id><published>2010-03-15T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:32:47.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S55Sg_02R2I/AAAAAAAABYo/MevjqxaH6_Y/s1600-h/Photo1054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S55Sg_02R2I/AAAAAAAABYo/MevjqxaH6_Y/s320/Photo1054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448883326007265122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO!(remembers the Leon thing, LOL)&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was late today for the meeting, &amp;amp; I ran my way to school. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But end up with only a handful of people there-.-&lt;br /&gt;Haha, lucky not late(:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I finally talked today during the meeting. Maybe because I'm more comfortable talking in a group with lesser people(lesser by a handful of people actually.)&lt;br /&gt;Haha, and my laptop hang in the library today-.-&lt;br /&gt;I was so worried that all the work that I wrote on Microsoft word today would just be deleted. Was glad that it was recovered(:&lt;br /&gt;OH YA! we talked about this during breaks. Should talk about it to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Save the Earth by going &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; everyone! Be a vegetarian! If everyone in America be a vegetarian for one meal day every week(for a year). That would be equal to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; removing 8 million cars off the road&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The Earth is dying(&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;ice&lt;/span&gt; melts and flood the world/rise in temperature). The only solution is that all of us become a vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;Because if we eat less meat, more land could be used to plant plants instead of using the land to rear animals. Also, animals produce harmful gases that contributes to Global Warming.&lt;br /&gt;Though we'll still consume the plants, but plants can help remove some of the harmful gases &amp;amp; replace them with oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;So, go vegetarian. You can choose to be a vegetarian once a week. Do your part, save the Earth. It's in your hands(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I'll do my part too.(My parents don't allow me to be a vegetarian because of the nutrition, so I'll do it once a week. YEA!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-9189861864989830474?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/9189861864989830474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=9189861864989830474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/9189861864989830474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/9189861864989830474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/yoremembers-leon-thing-lol-i-thought-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S55Sg_02R2I/AAAAAAAABYo/MevjqxaH6_Y/s72-c/Photo1054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-8034538835800808010</id><published>2010-03-15T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:07:59.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUCRZzhbHH0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" 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I was thinking about what Rasyidah was say, or trying to say on facebook. &amp;amp; my heart suddenly beat so hard, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; fast, hard. So hard that it seemed to affect my breathing. I had to sit up to breathe properly. Omg? Could this be side effects of depression? I don't know if I have depression or not. But my father does, I worry I got it from him. Oh my gosh. My heart did not beat hard for just once, it was a couple of times, each time it interrupts my thoughts-.-&lt;br /&gt;It's probably how stress up I am now. Because I don't really get what some thing Rasyidah is talking about.&lt;br /&gt;I can't possibly called her by the full name for the whole year right? The class tee thing can't possibly lasted for the whole year too right? Or is it that she can't take jokes? Serious, how am I suppose to know-.-?&lt;br /&gt;I don't read minds for a living. I would love to tell her sorry, in front of her. but I know need to know exactly why  am I saying sorry for. D;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I think she should say sorry for me too, that is if she even know why am I pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I doubt she will read my blog anymore, since she "don't wish to talk to me anymore". &amp;amp; even if she does, I don't care much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit~)&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; can't remember myself typing her full name in the conver. &amp;amp; all my last year conversations(except december &amp;amp; november ones) are all in my old desktop, which was thrown away. No wait, it's in Malaysia, my aunt took it. Right. Not remembering it proves one thing too, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;it wasn't done intentionally&lt;/span&gt; to address her like that, if not why can't I remember it? I can swear if you want. No clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit~)&lt;br /&gt;No, I guess that heavy heartbeat/ hard breathing isn't side effects of depressions. But, still. Yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-4017194843730144610?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/4017194843730144610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=4017194843730144610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4017194843730144610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4017194843730144610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-night-was-quite-terrible-night-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-4949365830468838800</id><published>2010-03-12T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:28:39.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dETT-S_epKI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dETT-S_epKI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, the last 9minutes of the video was so funny! Charlie bit my finger remix, LMAO!! SO FUNNNNNNNNNNY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-4949365830468838800?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/4949365830468838800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=4949365830468838800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4949365830468838800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4949365830468838800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/omg-last-9minutes-of-video-was-so-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-7265609202548777391</id><published>2010-03-12T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T20:56:32.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I slipped in the bathroom, then sat on the floor, crying. Not because it hurt badly, but because I feel that my life's so messed up now. &amp;amp; this fall is making things more pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5ozQZY6koI/AAAAAAAABYg/5quyJGZpwNY/s1600-h/Photo0620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5ozQZY6koI/AAAAAAAABYg/5quyJGZpwNY/s320/Photo0620.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447723056044348034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo looks kinda weird &amp;amp; creepy. Cos I edited it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! Kit Yee came over just now^^&lt;br /&gt;We cooked waffle, used the laptop, bounce ourselves(LOL.), clay-ed, beaded(I don't think I'm using the right word.) and finally chatted.&lt;br /&gt;On the chatting part, we uncover so much about one &amp;amp; another.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you KitYee, I'll try to not let fate decide my future.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also, we also chatted about other stuff^^&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yea. I missed watching Ellen show on channel five just now cos KitYee came. Justin Bieber was on the show today. But I think it's worth missing the favourites for a friend.&lt;br /&gt;(shall search the net for that show later on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had NAPHA today, I failed standing board jump. By 2cm, omg.&lt;br /&gt;stupid stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the incline pull up, the teacher ask me to have my head position underneath the bar. How am I suppose to lift my head to the top when I'm under the bar?(directly under the bar.___.)&lt;br /&gt;LOL, but she's VERY understanding. I'm touched by how understanding she was. When I can't really reach the string, she count that as one pull up. So nice. &amp;amp; she tried to let every student pass by motivating them. Some can't even pull themselves up, she keep encouraging them till they are able to move up a little.&lt;br /&gt;(But the thing is, I forgot her name.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be all(idk?), &amp;amp; yay. Last day of school for the term! :O!!&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/3040731822464636915-7265609202548777391?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/7265609202548777391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=7265609202548777391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7265609202548777391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7265609202548777391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-slipped-in-bathroom-then-sat-on-floor.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5ozQZY6koI/AAAAAAAABYg/5quyJGZpwNY/s72-c/Photo0620.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-8512912457777754546</id><published>2010-03-10T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T23:22:42.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5e2QJD1CDI/AAAAAAAABYY/ePgvDOHfV8U/s1600-h/Waffle.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5e2QJD1CDI/AAAAAAAABYY/ePgvDOHfV8U/s320/Waffle.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447022662754043954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yer yer!&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally done with my Chemistry revision(actually, not quite.)&lt;br /&gt;Refering from the photo above, I made some waffles for dinner today. Sick of Asian food(mention them on my twitter once;D)&lt;br /&gt;Yea, will probably make some on friday morning &amp;amp; bring it to school. That will be if I'll willing to wake up early. &amp;amp; I'll share it around(: (depends, depends. Make me happy &amp;amp; you will get a waffle:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Mathematics test today, pretty easy. I'm confident of getting full marks(provided I made no careless mistakes.) HEEHEE, hope for no disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to go to bed;D&lt;br /&gt;Right, take care &amp;amp; dream of me.&lt;br /&gt;(joke)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-8512912457777754546?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/8512912457777754546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=8512912457777754546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8512912457777754546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/8512912457777754546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/yer-yer-im-finally-done-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5e2QJD1CDI/AAAAAAAABYY/ePgvDOHfV8U/s72-c/Waffle.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-4767567287979779023</id><published>2010-03-09T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:23:10.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5Zl0oWnXuI/AAAAAAAABYI/p1RkQuMimzw/s1600-h/DSC00230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5Zl0oWnXuI/AAAAAAAABYI/p1RkQuMimzw/s320/DSC00230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446652754211069666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's suppose to be a Domo Kun, but I did the eyes wrong. Will edit later:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school  at 7am today, was briefed about the plannings. Realised that our group overlook somethings, it's like the 4 hours at Saturday wasted. Maria seems very depress upon it. I don't know what to say. Speechless.&lt;br /&gt;So the day goes by fine, Mr Soong keep thinking that I don't understand A Maths? I admit I used to not understand, but I understand now. yet, he keep prompting me whether I understand or not. Hope he get used to my blur face;D(I think that's the reason? Don't know.)&lt;br /&gt;Right, had CCA today. We discussed a lot on the Food Fair that will be held on 1st April, in the school canteen.&lt;br /&gt;Come support(: , there will be muffins, cupcakes, cookies, waffle, ice-cream, sandwiches. Everything sold below $2. SO BIRNG MORE MONEY ON 1ST APRIL OKAY? :D&lt;br /&gt;Right, that should be all shall revise my E maths now. There's a test tomorrow, omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5ZmJ9IKbcI/AAAAAAAABYQ/JgbxekfksR0/s1600-h/Justin+Bieber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5ZmJ9IKbcI/AAAAAAAABYQ/JgbxekfksR0/s320/Justin+Bieber.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446653120564850114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why are you so cute, Bieber, WHY? LOL, that's very cute right;D&lt;br /&gt;Justin Bieber!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-4767567287979779023?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/4767567287979779023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=4767567287979779023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4767567287979779023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/4767567287979779023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-suppose-to-be-domo-kun-but-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5Zl0oWnXuI/AAAAAAAABYI/p1RkQuMimzw/s72-c/DSC00230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-7814634680415151002</id><published>2010-03-06T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T13:38:22.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5HktttMxxI/AAAAAAAABYA/9acZ5DNOC08/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5HktttMxxI/AAAAAAAABYA/9acZ5DNOC08/s320/DSC00022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445384898482063122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, just got back from the Sec 2 Camp meeting in school.&lt;br /&gt;The meeting started off at 8am, haha. I was really quiet, cos I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;The the menu for the camp that the Welfare designed was cute &amp;amp; funny. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Orange juice and mash potato for supper? LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I look forward to the camp &amp;amp; meeting the Secondary 2 people(:&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, they are nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't know I told you all this. I'm the Vice-Chairperson for my cca. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, WeiLun is also the Vice-Chairperson. Yay, someone can share the workload;D&lt;br /&gt;I hope things will go by smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;So yea yea~, that's the short post.&lt;br /&gt;Till here, we'll speak again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-7814634680415151002?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/7814634680415151002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=7814634680415151002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7814634680415151002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/7814634680415151002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-just-got-back-from-sec-2-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5HktttMxxI/AAAAAAAABYA/9acZ5DNOC08/s72-c/DSC00022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-1485882461703605570</id><published>2010-03-05T22:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:39:47.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5ERKbd6jbI/AAAAAAAABXw/EG7zWKJeBAc/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5ERKbd6jbI/AAAAAAAABXw/EG7zWKJeBAc/s320/DSC00133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445152295337233842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually wearing a soft piece of clay(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5EQXaTxq3I/AAAAAAAABXY/IeWx1TEbPf8/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5EQXaTxq3I/AAAAAAAABXY/IeWx1TEbPf8/s320/DSC00134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445151418852944754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5EQYCH1N8I/AAAAAAAABXg/0cEl1Otr51A/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5EQYCH1N8I/AAAAAAAABXg/0cEl1Otr51A/s320/DSC00141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445151429540263874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I accidentally left my purse in the washing machine, and those 'letters' kinda smudge.&lt;br /&gt;(Farhan wrote this to me:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5ETvJFoIUI/AAAAAAAABX4/Inxh-oM9kyA/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5ETvJFoIUI/AAAAAAAABX4/Inxh-oM9kyA/s320/DSC00142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445155125081940290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;But Peaches &amp;amp; Rasyidah's ones are okay?&lt;br /&gt;This proves one thing, Farhan uses cheap pen:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey there! I just got back from SSC. Wee, I bought so much things my clay creations(:&lt;br /&gt;One of the best items is the metal plates that I found, six pieces for 2 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Good Deal!&lt;br /&gt;OH OH! Are you listening to the song currently playing on my blog, Never Let You Go? It's very nice right? :) The song is so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ran Nafar 2.4km. I think it's one of the most effortless runs I every had. I don't really feel tired or breathless.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, the weather is so weird.&lt;br /&gt;The sky looked like it's gonna rain, but when you get off the bus, you can feel that the air is warm. Humid?&lt;br /&gt;The ground is so hot that I can feel my feet steaming in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also, this is one of the runs I talked the most. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I usually don't breathe a word when I run, at most a "hmm? Mmm."*nod, shake head*&lt;br /&gt;Yea, because I really focus into running. Wee!~&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I heard that there's some problems with the numbering. :0&lt;br /&gt;Right, that should be all. Have to be in school by 8am tmr(I know it's like Saturday tomorrow D:)&lt;br /&gt;So alright, sleep tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-1485882461703605570?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/1485882461703605570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=1485882461703605570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1485882461703605570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/1485882461703605570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-actually-wearing-soft-piece-of-clay.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S5ERKbd6jbI/AAAAAAAABXw/EG7zWKJeBAc/s72-c/DSC00133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-5647868938414880913</id><published>2010-03-04T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:24:19.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Ace Learning homework(due by 08.03.10)&lt;br /&gt;2. Bring Chinese homework to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;3. Complete English intro-presentation(unreasonable people D:)&lt;br /&gt;4. Upload the tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, have to remember them mentally because I'm too lazy to write them down. -.-&lt;br /&gt;So yea. Note: It's a random post here, please ignore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-5647868938414880913?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/5647868938414880913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=5647868938414880913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5647868938414880913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/5647868938414880913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-3550671565340196896</id><published>2010-03-02T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:58:34.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quick update, I was looking through my past msn chats.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I was so, er, ignorant?&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I read the conver with several people. I'm so sorry Xinpei if I said things rude &amp;amp; harsh in that class tee conver. I didn't know I was that, stupid, irritating, idk. Until I read the conver(s), I then realise how annoying I can be, stupid me. I'm sorry Xinpei, was so rude back then. Sigh, why do people start realising things when it's all over?(an example? me.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-3550671565340196896?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/3550671565340196896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=3550671565340196896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3550671565340196896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/3550671565340196896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/quick-update-i-was-looking-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040731822464636915.post-6042926413150406612</id><published>2010-03-02T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:18:49.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S40O7KbPNHI/AAAAAAAABXI/dtdXdvJaiv8/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S40O7KbPNHI/AAAAAAAABXI/dtdXdvJaiv8/s320/DSC00019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444023934134465650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HELLO!! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired today, my eyes were like shutting down during Physic. Either Mrs Oh is boring or I'm tired, OR, it could be both. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had the meeting for the Sec 2 camp in the morning. I'm in the Programming group._. But I chose Welfare):&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; people who chose Programme got Welfare. What is this-.-&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to do in the Programming group :O&lt;br /&gt;Kay, eh, what else?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, had CCA today): &amp;amp; I'm unhappy because I'm tired. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So this will be a short post for the day, tired tired tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I can air walk already:D It's so easy, can do it better than my moonwalk &amp;amp; glide. WEE!&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040731822464636915-6042926413150406612?l=unspecially.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/feeds/6042926413150406612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3040731822464636915&amp;postID=6042926413150406612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6042926413150406612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3040731822464636915/posts/default/6042926413150406612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unspecially.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01154763325941513415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZqAHyZEl3So/S40O7KbPNHI/AAAAAAAABXI/dtdXdvJaiv8/s72-c/DSC00019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
