<?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-31211849</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:54:15.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my saviour, He's everything to me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31211849.post-117543084473392608</id><published>2007-04-01T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T20:34:05.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ten years later and im back on the blog. =D i forgot my password and sign in name alr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, life's been pretty much fine!! i need a new handphone. mine's giving way. but i cant find any that i like. ruihon's got a nice one! with cyber shot cam. but i think its wayyyy tooooooo exxxxx for me!! HEE. my budget is a 100 bucks i think? so there, that leaves me no choice at all. i went to the hp shop being all excited and all, but cant find any. alina says she feels sad for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifeguard's been tough! we swam 40 laps straight. its easier than it sounds though. cuz after 15 laps you just get used to swimming you dun think bout it. ur legs and hands move at the same speed. haha. quite thereupatic! what happened aft that was _______. lynette passed out. over exertion. she's a great swimmer, but great swimmers need to eat too. she ate, kit kat. =(  i really hope lynette's fine. i really really hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited her on fri afternoon! i took 2 whole hours to reach there. I GOT SO LOST. VERY VERY LOST. and it dint help that my contacts were a disturbance, and i needed the toilet HEE. i bought her this really happy looking sunflower. BIG YELLOW variety!! but it ended up looking sadder and messier cuz of my walk ard singapore. she was all up and happy, having slept for uber long i think. ate ice cream and chatted alot. i feel super happy times like that. i love times like that! sit down and dun do hw and talk. lynette passed out agn on fri night =( she never pick up my calls, i hope she's fine. LYNETTE IS A BRAVE GIRL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY today i finally went out with TRH again! we went to the food centre to eat cuz i was craving for desserts. so while he was eating his laksa and nasi lemak, i ate, desserts!! which he bought for me. im a happy girl. walked ard, went to a pet shop! i like looking in cages and watch hamsters sleep, or eat, or run. =) which expains why i got 11 hamsters to date! not this time though. then i got sent home =DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to do gp hw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-117543084473392608?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/117543084473392608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=117543084473392608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/117543084473392608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/117543084473392608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2007/04/ten-years-later-and-im-back-on-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116759323226704428</id><published>2007-01-01T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T03:27:12.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2007! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year everyoneeeee!!!! spread the love!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116759323226704428?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116759323226704428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116759323226704428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116759323226704428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116759323226704428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007-d-happy-new-year-everyoneeeee_01.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116708808701133559</id><published>2006-12-26T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T07:08:08.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i abandoned my blog! i got a spongebob squarepants pencil case from miss joan yeo!! its pretty with like 50 silly faces of sponge! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might not be updating, i guess. i dunno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116708808701133559?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116708808701133559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116708808701133559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116708808701133559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116708808701133559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/12/boooooo-i-abandoned-my-blog-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116602381700797936</id><published>2006-12-13T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:30:33.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116602381700797936?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116602381700797936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116602381700797936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116602381700797936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116602381700797936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116489384308324889</id><published>2006-11-30T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T21:37:23.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO FROM ISRAEL! they've got their internet in hebrew. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) there's a strike in the airport. hahaha. so we havent got our lugguage in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather's perfect, everything's good. oh, the toilets here are very clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, im off for some ice cream (their ice cream is super huge. like HUGE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YA ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116489384308324889?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116489384308324889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116489384308324889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116489384308324889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116489384308324889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-from-israel-theyve-got-their.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116471732583828501</id><published>2006-11-28T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T20:35:27.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;BING BANG BBOOMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;hello everyone, im the guest blogger. my name starts with l and ends with g, with 6 letters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;if anyone is bored, log on to neopets and play merca chase. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;the wongs will be away from now till e 11th. dun miss wong le jing too much. our plane got delayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;which explains our boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;bye all! love, wong le ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ps: wheeee. take care everyone! il be back in abit! =) love ya all -lejing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116471732583828501?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116471732583828501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116471732583828501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116471732583828501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116471732583828501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/11/bing-bang-bboomm-hello-everyone-im.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116438960580128579</id><published>2006-11-25T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T01:33:26.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GB DRILL CAMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIONEER CAMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss e gb room alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall source for pics to update with! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116438960580128579?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116438960580128579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116438960580128579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116438960580128579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116438960580128579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/11/gb-drill-camp-pioneer-camp-fun-ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116403495956905525</id><published>2006-11-20T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T23:02:40.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>close ur eyes, bite ur lips and breathe in hard. how do u stop tears from flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camp's up tmr, hello my fave cute juniors. i hope it'll be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathe, oh wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) ,  i still love u all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116403495956905525?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116403495956905525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116403495956905525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116403495956905525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116403495956905525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/11/close-ur-eyes-bite-ur-lips-and-breathe.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116395493919099375</id><published>2006-11-20T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:48:59.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>song currently in my head: it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a bad thing cuz tt song reaches quite high. so when i when i sang, my dad went, 'can u close e door! i want to listen to my news'. hahaha. he usually hates me cloing e door. acc to him, its e most anti social action in e family ( it typed this sentence 4 times before spelling it right )= )&lt;br /&gt;today's a great day, and so were e past few! SENNNNTOSAAAAA. sun sand sea! sunny sandyyy seaay! =))))) ok right. but it was a helluva fun. my lifeguard girls =) minus aiyun, rebecca =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt i drowned someone &lt;em&gt;deliberately&lt;/em&gt; last nite. so if u count w me, tts 4 days after i passed (i think) my cpr test. hahaha. ahhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, one reminder: it'd be nice if u could start being more sensitive to pple's feelings agn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to everyone else: shut me out if i ever do hurt ur feelings. ur worth much more than tt. i dont mean a word i said. i dun say it well, say stuff tt's diff from what i feel. honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye, im not emo! stating facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ASIDEEEE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those happpy finshed 0/a levels pple. wheeeeee!! play time is here! gloat all u want now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love teddy bears, extremely huggable ones, and i LOVE YOU ALL too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116395493919099375?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116395493919099375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116395493919099375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116395493919099375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116395493919099375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/11/song-currently-in-my-head-its-all_20.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116316205995551947</id><published>2006-11-10T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T20:34:20.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayover at sarah's. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifeguards was crazy. so the girls were cam whoring. u know there are some sort of stuff that happens, and even when u think about it at home, u start laughing to urself. haha, so disturbing, something like that. i havent laughed as hard in quite a while. we were rolling on the floor. we were =D lynette came over to my place for goong, n planning girls shopping session! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GB day! the girls last meeting. stella refused to shake my hands cuz she said im not smart enough. mad js7s, screaming down e 2nd floor, only to realise tt e sec4/5s were having o levels in e hall. lovely haha, and based on our past, u can hear from inside. planning camps. planning camps and more planning camps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im up for drill then lifeguards tmr =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116316205995551947?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116316205995551947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116316205995551947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116316205995551947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116316205995551947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116282612061676334</id><published>2006-11-06T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:15:28.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my short term goal: OP OP OP OP OP OP OP OPPPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) after which, thats when the hols start swinging in. but i think il miss the times at sonia's house. we do talking more than work. haha, like all other groups i assume. fun fun! to all muggers for a's/o's or anything else to do with papers n exams, all the best ya? STUDYYYY your guts out. it'll be over in just abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wongleying, come home quick. the room's empty, the home's quiet, no one's disturbing me, no one to fight for toilet with me. 14 days =( i cant believe im missing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116282612061676334?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116282612061676334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116282612061676334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116282612061676334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116282612061676334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-short-term-goal-op-op-op-op-op-op.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116245232521054863</id><published>2006-11-02T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T15:25:26.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Praise is rising, eyes are turning to You, we turn to You&lt;br /&gt;Hope is stirring, hearts are yearning for You, we long for You&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when we see You, we find strength to face the day&lt;br /&gt;In Your Presence all our fears are washed away, washed away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wongleying's leaving for india on sat. the room's gonna be empty for quite a while. sigh. no one to bug me with her yellow ducks. come back soon will ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in preparation to go india, the doc gave her malaria pills to take. and apparently, acc to her doc, the malaria pills will cause u to have nightmares. hahaha huh? since when got this kind of side effects one? quite cute. i shall go find out what my sis ' been dreaming of -ruffles off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun ever want to take malaria pills =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 love u all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116245232521054863?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116245232521054863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116245232521054863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116245232521054863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116245232521054863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/11/praise-is-rising-eyes-are-turning-to.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116205230001421274</id><published>2006-10-29T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T00:18:20.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have this want to type smth before i sleep tonight =) they shall all come in a paragraph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gb drill fairfield. juniors! i love each of em sooo much. flying helicopter which came crashing to e ground. we tried hard not to laugh. lunch at dover. playground, walkway? =) wormy's semi-d house! we got banned from gg on her bed cuz we were all sticky. hee. e floor's our alternative. chi songs. chip chip chip! =D mahjong. that word on itself spells fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely dayyyyy. now i need my sleep =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116205230001421274?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116205230001421274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116205230001421274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116205230001421274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116205230001421274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-have-this-want-to-type-smth-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116178234049456843</id><published>2006-10-25T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T21:19:00.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ac's chairs and tables are placed in a height such that if u lean forward to sleep on the table for a period of time, you'll end up getting pins and needles in ur legs. boooo. i need to start finding new positions to sleep. fell asleep during pw, and the next thing i knew, my whole poor leg was numb. i absolutely hate tt feeling. haha. dont you? feels like there's ants in ur legs. irritating + ticklish + bloodless + rarrrrr. i dun like getting my legs numb! so go figure, in e middle of someone's mock op presentation, i stood up, went to the corner of e classroom, and i started jumping! jump jump jump jump! haha. e pple at e side were whispering ' lejing r u alright?' hahahha. and i went 'yeah', jump jump jump. silly, but i needed that so badly. i hate numb feelings totally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoops my phone's ringing, bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116178234049456843?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116178234049456843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116178234049456843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116178234049456843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116178234049456843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/10/acs-chairs-and-tables-are-placed-in.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116161392236684762</id><published>2006-10-23T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:32:09.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(walks into the clinic) (wearing my fave walt disney shirt and pink pants)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;me: hellloo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(put my stuff down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dentist: hahahahahahhaha! are you all ready to sleep already?! are u going to sleep in that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;his assistant :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;( look at him)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahhahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(they laugh for quite a while at the amusement of it all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(look down at my shirt)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ohhh mhm, yah. &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt; hmmm, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(quickly look away!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(sit down at the chair)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dentist: hahahahaha, only girls will wear these sort of shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noo, not again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine, my dentist's last comment was very random. but someone please remind me not to wear my sleeping attire out anymore. NO MORE, not even downstairs. heee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116161392236684762?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116161392236684762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116161392236684762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116161392236684762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116161392236684762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/10/walks-into-clinic-wearing-my-fave-walt.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116153660803187225</id><published>2006-10-23T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T01:03:28.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAAAADEEEEDUM. i want to sleep, but i cant, too full. next time no eating of botak jones past nine. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's highlights were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) arcading&lt;br /&gt;2) shopping&lt;br /&gt;3) TOPSHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten million trillion tons of hugs for being there for me at topshop. i was this close to freaking out. my poor arm stuck, laughing nervously in&lt;strong&gt; extreme&lt;/strong&gt; pain &lt;em&gt;(why u got bone here one?)&lt;/em&gt; ends well, ended well. =) im lazy to blog, hee, ask if u wanna know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to walrus, cow, snoop dog : i just got a &lt;strong&gt;20% discount voucher at topshop/topman&lt;/strong&gt; today from my mom. we all know what il buy. booooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116153660803187225?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116153660803187225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116153660803187225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116153660803187225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116153660803187225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/10/laaaadeeeedum.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116145257580424740</id><published>2006-10-22T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T01:42:56.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;if you don't like me, and i don't like you, can we still be friends?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been blogging past midnight i realise. so essentially when you see the post date as sunday, im actually blogging on sat night. and when i say today, i actually mean yesterday. haha understand? gah, u wouldn't care. =) oh, and i think this - &lt;3 - is quite cute. so im gonna learn to put it more often. &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 like that, hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person who made my day : DANIELLE CHENG QIAN LING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she will never exactly know how much she meant to me today. thanks soooo much for inviting me over. but why ur rabbit run away from me. =( ! i got only one chance to pat its head before it scrambled off. caught a korean movie (complete with cute guy and pretty girls) . so since chi a's are round the corner, she wanted me to read the chi subtitles. haha, oh yeah right as if. i gave up at the beginning and read e eng ones. the movie's too fast for my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun like blogging bout sad stuff. why pull down pple's mood together with you? mhm. so everytime when i do, its only because it hurts so darn badly. if i ever do say im sad, its because its PAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i just lost a friend. isn't there an alternative way. isn't there some other way i can show u how much ur friendship means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to all: dont read so much into what i say okie? cheeeerrrrrs =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116145257580424740?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116145257580424740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116145257580424740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116145257580424740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116145257580424740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-you-dont-like-me-and-i-dont-like.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116136504907983440</id><published>2006-10-21T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T01:37:40.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELLO JC2, HERE I COME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;my night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me&lt;br /&gt;what i am &lt;em&gt;thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;how do i &lt;em&gt;feel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i&lt;em&gt; say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i tell &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i tell you &lt;em&gt;im sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will you realise tt u dun deserve all these pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so when i cant seem to express myself, i just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/1600/cry.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/400/cry.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/1600/cry.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/1600/cry.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116136504907983440?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116136504907983440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116136504907983440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116136504907983440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116136504907983440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-day-hello-jc2-here-i-come-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116109473419784580</id><published>2006-10-17T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:18:54.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blogging mode's off these days. call it lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zihui rang my house doorbell at 730 this morning. i was still fast asleep. went out to greet her, pull my blankets over to the next room and slept again! we both ended up waking at 950 to joan's phonecall. so essentially, zihui came over to my place to do nth but sleep. im sooo sorry! my eyes couldn't open, tooo tired. left e house at 10 with zh, joan, pam and vanessa. brisked walked, we were near late, thanks to me as usual. booo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there u have it! we sneaked into school at 10am. ok not exactly sneak, we just STROLLED in. ( the guards either dun care, or think we r j2s) haha. we've been making use of the j2s study break to get out of sch any time we like/come to sch late. yey!! hahaha. the feeling's mutual! the j2s also used us to get out of sch during our promos. =) we love each other. skipped 2 hours of sexuality talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets welcome intense chinese lessons and pw. cut the sweet talk, but i really need to say that i love and treasure SONIA, JASMINE, VIV alot. tons. they're the best teammates ever, and i think i dun deserve such luck having them. it rocks so much having an all girls grp. pw's a chore, stupid thing, haha. but its made so much bearable because of u pple. we're gonna make it together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, maybe promotion can become a reality after all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116109473419784580?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116109473419784580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116109473419784580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116109473419784580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116109473419784580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-blogging-modes-off-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116066703532938929</id><published>2006-10-12T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:30:36.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>round two of ac games was a blast! =) so we got 3rd for water bomb, lost basketball at e second round, lost street bendy at quarters. dun care results, it was funnnnnn. FUN. we got all drenched after e water bomb game. drew and sam doused half a bucket of water on me. ' who ask u to come late?' haha. i dun think anyone was left dry, even the counsellors got targetted. hee. totally reminded me of jjc's orientation. very wet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures of mon's sentosa outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/group%20photo%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger would only let me load one. hah. next time then! sean's the buried one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116066703532938929?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116066703532938929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116066703532938929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116066703532938929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116066703532938929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/10/round-two-of-ac-games-was-blast-so-we.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116057322049178356</id><published>2006-10-11T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T21:27:00.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;late for school, i woke up at 720 from joan's phonecall. ' are u coming down yet?' hurr. walked straight into school. decided to make my way to sch despite hearing that there'll be pw and chi, cuz of the service. il miss the j2s. alot alot. ac games today. i thought we did pretty well today, dint we? we got through to the 2nd rounds for basketball, floor ball and mhm bridge. hah. maybe we dint do as well as everyone else, but today was real fun. so im gonna be good and not pon sch tmr. come on, one more round of games! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;sentosa and marina on mon with sc7 was great. we all got dunked into e water, and gossip sessions under the shade, courtesy of miner. hahaha. steamboat was made memorable because of the prawns. silly prawns, got everyone freaked out. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im lazy, lazy to the core. youtube's been a good pasttime. goong! i dunno why, but im looking forward for tmr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116023841752381973</id><published>2006-10-07T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T00:33:40.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i totally love the i-dun-need-to-wake-up-early-tmr,-i-can-get-up-anytime-i-like feeling. its been sooo long. to all those who's still having exams/gg to have exams, all the best ya? dun fret, cuz ur time to play will come real soon too! =D the haze's getting bad, so much for hoping my cough will heal soon. but we're not gonna let the stuuuupid haze drag our moods down. right? hee. i dun care, no outdoors, then indoor's would be just as fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;movie marathon at sarah's house today. hahaha. ok fine, marathon's an extremely exaggerated word. caught 3 shows. one zebra show, one dog show, one human show. i love romantic comedies! story line all e same never mind, make me smile can already. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;stayed up last nite to watch high school musical. for e 4-5th time. superrrr nice. i started watching at 230 am. attempted to make myself comfy. so i switched on e aircon, grabbed my comforter, jacket, pillows, and sat in front of e com. how lovely, i fell asleep during one of the commercial breaks, dint wake up. quite stupid? my mum came into the room at 5 am to find me curled up in front of e com sleeping. dun ask me why i dint fast forward the commercials. i did, for all the rest of the commercials. then for the last commercial break ( the one before 'we're all in this this together') i thought to myself ' just see the commercials, sure got cute kids' eyecandy. so there u have it, i fell asleep unknowingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i need to say this random thing. i think jo's quite cute! she watches white chicks for 10 - 20 over times, she doesn't get sick of it. hahaha .she can tell u what they're gonna say for the next line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly farmers who burn trees. the haze's all their fault. im suggesting that we all boycott their vegetable products or smth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116023841752381973?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116023841752381973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116023841752381973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116023841752381973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116023841752381973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-totally-love-i-dun-need-to-wake-up.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-116015543913943299</id><published>2006-10-07T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T01:23:59.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;its over! =) okay right, im not actually that excited. promo's over, great. fullstop. now what's next. haha. im really quite bored now. tell me what i can do to entertain myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;just reached home, caught scoop. nice movie. =D i think scarlett's pretty hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-116015543913943299?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/116015543913943299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=116015543913943299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116015543913943299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/116015543913943299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/10/screams-its-over-okay-right-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115984971511774895</id><published>2006-10-03T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T12:30:58.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my prev post was all emo, oh well. i tend to feel like that when e sky's dark, im all alone in e room, everyone's asleep (i think), silence. hah. so i prefer mornings. its brighter, and ya brighter! sleep does you good. its 1215, and ive had chem tuition. one productive morning, so im convinced that i need a break. wheeee =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my notes/books were all in piles on my table. cant stand the sight of it. so i shoved everything into a file, and chucked em underneath my table. hahaha. now my table's quite neat, just dun look below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan just called. she's downstairs with chia. finally, FOOD TIME. my stomach's been grumbling. study's straight after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love all u pple. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115984971511774895?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115984971511774895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115984971511774895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115984971511774895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115984971511774895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-prev-post-was-all-emo-oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115980683949936053</id><published>2006-10-03T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T00:39:52.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'i'l still love u even if u fail'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'it's all in God's hands. one day u'll find out what His plans are'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRY. my dad's checking out australia, i saw my mom tear. promos and what happens if i dun pass. its the halfway mark, im losing hope of promoting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, im pleading, will You be gracious to me. if not to me, then to my parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115980683949936053?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115980683949936053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115980683949936053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115980683949936053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115980683949936053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/10/il-still-love-u-even-if-u-fail-its-all.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115963856799433965</id><published>2006-10-01T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T01:55:00.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i reached out for a butcher knife to cut my tomatoes. it must be maths affecting me subconciously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115963856799433965?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115963856799433965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115963856799433965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115963856799433965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115963856799433965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-reached-out-for-butcher-knife-to-cut.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115928250339629927</id><published>2006-09-26T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:55:03.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my sis stole my spongebob boxers to wear! =( i feel like getting a few more pieces of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. you know how sometimes pple end up buying so expensive undergarments. comfort's a reason, okay. but i think although no one's gonna look =) , you just feel good wearing them. like ya! in small ways, wearing spongebob makes me happy. =D but no one else will get to see me wear them, save for my family. not that u wanna see either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, u shud have seen assembly today. the 1aa class rows were practically empty, the void deck was relatively quiet, 8 pple went for chi class only. hahaha. i skipped tt to do dna. not very productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats when u know exams r coming. bleh, who ask e sch not to give us study break? toooo baddddd. so the students declare breaks themselves. oh well =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115928250339629927?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115928250339629927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115928250339629927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115928250339629927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115928250339629927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-sis-stole-my-spongebob-boxers-to.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115917730717830774</id><published>2006-09-25T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T17:41:47.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been drawing lots of these &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/alkenes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;for alkenes lately. and when i looked back at my notes ( i re-read them =D), i realise they look like those houses i used to draw in pri sch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;see what i mean. haha. even e double bonds look like chimneys. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115917730717830774?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115917730717830774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115917730717830774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115917730717830774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115917730717830774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/ive-been-drawing-lots-of-these-for.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115907364076701867</id><published>2006-09-24T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T12:54:00.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>studying at nus is the most condusive place ever. the library's so quiet. when i mean quiet i mean dead silent. u shuffle through ur pens in e pencil case and pple can hear. ga. u can hear typing sounds from  laptops like 2 tables away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to limit e number of times i coughed. =(they've got this enclosed area for u to specially make phone calls. something happened, super embarrassing, i shant say. =( !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a reason why only smart pple end up in nus. not me. hahaha. we chucked away our books once chia came. e uni students are lucky i say, they've got a duper good prata shop just out of e sch compound. eat eat eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met ms yao there, and after passing us she msged dan to say ' i thought u guys got exams coming?' smth to tt effect. and smart chia commented ' exams coming, cannot eat dinner meh?' hahahahha. super funny. go picture tt with chia's blur face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting lazy with putting colours on my post. so til then, bear with black&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115907364076701867?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31211849.post-115894543122068661</id><published>2006-09-23T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T01:17:11.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my sis was being kaypoh i think, so she took my ac magazine and started flipping. and halfway though she was like ' ehh, are you in old ham?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahha. OLD HAM. i burst out laughing, her innocent face was super funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(private joke, if u dun get it, never mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like ' no mei, not oldham, im in thoburn'.  i was thinking of those bbq-ed hams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;my sis planned out her life already. she say she'd have gone to nanyang kindergarten, nanyang primary, and now nanyang girls' high. after which, she says she'll go to nanyang tech university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following graduation, she'll work at nanyang optical shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115894543122068661?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115894543122068661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115894543122068661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115894543122068661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115894543122068661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-sis-was-being-kaypoh-i-think-so-she.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115888628599808262</id><published>2006-09-22T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T08:51:26.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dan text-ed a msg that read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1Hr Of sTuDyINg maKeS u    ... (@_@'')&lt;br /&gt;2 Hr oF STuDyInG mAkEs u  ... (-_-) zZZ&lt;br /&gt;3 Hr Of sTuDyInG makes u  ... (x_x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt SoOn It'll Be oVeR My fReN . HANG IN THERE! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness, i had so much trouble typing the up-down lettering. the msg implies that pple are starting to study, so i better start doing so too. hahaha. but still, i say the msg was really sweet, means alot. and i like the way it ends by screaming for u to hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not in school today, dun ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all, study hard. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115888628599808262?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115888628599808262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115888628599808262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115888628599808262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115888628599808262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/dan-text-ed-msg-that-read-1hr-of.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115876208203502815</id><published>2006-09-20T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:21:22.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got stuck outside home for a good 15 mins or so. waited til my parents came home. (i sat outside in the corridor no idea what to do). my sis was at home all the time, but she slept like a log. ding the door bell, ring the house phone/her hp. never answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly log. u cant wake her up when she's asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115876208203502815?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115876208203502815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115876208203502815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115876208203502815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115876208203502815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/got-stuck-outside-home-for-good-15.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115865044481876412</id><published>2006-09-19T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T15:23:35.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;im afraid of falling sick. i think i am. slight cough plus flu. and its bad because my nose ends up stuffy the whole day. u know times when u have exams? and then the person across the asle keeps on sniffing the whole paper through. quite annoying right? ( its NOT the person's fault, cuz he/she so poor thing). but yeah, promos is coming, and i dun wanna end up being the one who makes pple lose concentration during papers. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;or maybe im the only one who is bothered. cuz i end up anticipating when the person will sniff next. hahaha. like il think ' mayb the person will sniff now, now'. i had a bad cough yesterday, and then i ate icecream. i dint cough the whole night. so essentially, eating ice cream healed my cough. yeah. oh well, but it came back this morn agn. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;im getting depressed over my pimple really. why wont it go. my lovely classmates have been poking fun, i feel them staring at it all the time. hahaha. and worse, in the initial days, they kept on insisting that i take pictures with them. hurr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/me%20and%20lejing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;there u go. i hate it. grumblegrumble. il slap on more cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;im considering tying my hair, cuz i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;think its current state is like er seaweed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;tmr sch's promotional sales at e concourse! =D like its here, finally. i think the queueing will take ages.&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/31211849-115865044481876412?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115865044481876412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115865044481876412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115865044481876412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115865044481876412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-afraid-of-falling-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115858358037961696</id><published>2006-09-18T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T20:46:20.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;joan came over for a round of ice cream at my home after sch. thats what neighbour are for! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drool. we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ben and jerry's! courtesy of my dad. scoop scoop scoop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lazed ard in my room. she helped me see my notes. like make sure they're in order and all. cuz im pretty sure i lost some of them. hah. i had files and files of them, with worksheets chucked in and some slipping out. thank u joan! i think ive got them all in the correct order already ( next step is to start studying). =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;then we went into crazy laughing fits in front of the com. okay everyone, open up ur limewires and start downloading the song tokyo drift by teriyaki boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wonder if you know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;How they live in Tokyo,&lt;br /&gt;If you seen it then you mean it&lt;br /&gt;Then you know you have to go.&lt;br /&gt;Fast and furious! (Kitaa!) (Drift, Drift, Drift)&lt;br /&gt;Fast and furious! (Kitaa!) (Drift, Drift, Drift)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hahahahaha. the girls sing it in a totally absolutely seductive voice. (its worse then mr brown podcast from sean's phone) it was so hilarious imititating em. &lt;em&gt;fast and fulliciousss.&lt;/em&gt; we were on a long time high. go, go download!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;we visited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phobialist.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;www.phobialist.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;. they've got super ridiculous phobias like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Alektorophobia-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; Fear of chickens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Pogonophobia&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Fear of beards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;poor santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;and the ultimate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Arachibutyrophobia-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of the mouth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115858358037961696?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115858358037961696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115858358037961696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115858358037961696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115858358037961696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/joan-came-over-for-round-of-ice-cream.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115846898605468970</id><published>2006-09-17T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T13:01:22.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;who wakes up at 450am on a sunday morning. waking up today was therapeutic&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i love this christian song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Empty Hands held high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Such Small sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If not joined with my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I sing in vain tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;May the words I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And the things I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Make my lifesong sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bring a smile to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let my lifesong sing to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let my lifesong sing to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I want to sign your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to the end of this day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Knowing that my heart was true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let my lifesong sing to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;speaks volumes to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i met a super duper cute boy on bus 106 today. i think he is my age minus 15. he sat by my side across e alse. his grandparents went ' &lt;em&gt;show jie jie how u dance'&lt;/em&gt; . so he flashed a wide smile to me, stood on the chair and promptly started wagging his diaper clad butt ( in this unstable manner) . SUPER SUPER CUTE! and he collapsed on the chair later. duh, the bus was moving ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;he showed me how he did bowling, and he kept blowing kisses to me. lalalala. im so smitten by him! if not for the alse, i would have hugged him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;he's got expressive eyes and mesmerizing toothless grin. I LOVE YOU, whoever you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;on a diff note, i'll sleep well tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115846898605468970?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115846898605468970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115846898605468970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115846898605468970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115846898605468970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/who-wakes-up-at-450am-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115814737788689700</id><published>2006-09-13T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T19:48:23.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;this is my new love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/1600/paddle_pop_hip_hop_jelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/paddle_pop_hip_hop_jelly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hip hop jelly&lt;/strong&gt; from walls! =) ask the gb girls. i eat four at one go. il lick em til they're slimy and wobbly, and then chew them. thank you mama shop which just opened, i think il be visiting u often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;speaking of which, boooo, i miss gb! i miss those camps we had, those crazy times when there's only girls in the room. =D those were e days. its diff now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/all%20of%20us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;pbb awardees.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;andrew says he dint know whether to laugh/cry when he saw my gb pic on friendster. so he did both. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;gp mock exam a while ago, i shouldn't have gotten the ac foolscape from alina the worm. hahaha. now what, because of our pact, i better switch off my (one line) singing sound track for a week. i regret lor, drew was giving out foolscape free later on. haha. aliiinnnnaaaaaa&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/31211849-115814737788689700?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115814737788689700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115814737788689700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115814737788689700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115814737788689700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-my-new-love-hip-hop-jelly-from.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115807153414533705</id><published>2006-09-12T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T22:32:14.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;was flipping through my sister's (messy) notebook. and her book's in such a way that every page, there's a quote from a famous person. so its like flip flip, ghandi's words, flip flip, john donne (i saw his name somewhere in corrinne may's lyrics). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;so anyway, i turned the page, and suddenly i saw this quote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;' Don't worry, tomorrow we'll be back for more FROLIC and FUN.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahhhhhh! guess who wrote this quote? hint: bikini bottom, pineapple, patrick....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;spongebob squarepants! spongebob squarepants! hahaha. my spongebob wrote this quote! i still think its weird, because they feature quotes form real people. but oh wells. SPONGEBOB!! i read and re read the quote. boy, it made me so happy. HEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;anyway, did u know that penguins can be homos? hurr, spoilt their bouncy cute image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;i need sleep badly, cuz my sleeping pattern's been way weird. lol. its all my sis's fault. miss wong le ying will run at 10 pm, and come back at 1030 to say that she wants to go to jap garden's macs. so we did, and brought our books there. came back at 130 am. ive been looking feeling eating macs for the past week. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;promos, people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115807153414533705?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115807153414533705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115807153414533705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115807153414533705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115807153414533705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/was-flipping-through-my-sisters-messy.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115790270812168876</id><published>2006-09-10T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T23:38:28.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my dad wants to keep a hairstyle like paul twohill. haha nooo. it wont work. ive got my archives up, thanks to lovely zihui! she's the nicest. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i need to get that pimple bump off my nose. everyone's been poking fun at it. its red, and big. because of it, tmr i shant go sch. and my parent's letter will read ' pls excuse my daughter lejing cuz she has a pimple on her nose. hahahaha. embarassing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;cya all in sch tmr, =). hello term 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115790270812168876?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115790270812168876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115790270812168876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115790270812168876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115790270812168876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-dad-wants-to-keep-hairstyle-like.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115765227668896204</id><published>2006-09-08T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T02:04:38.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;my hols is sorely devoted to chem. i love chem! not tt bad la huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;went from habourfront to bugis for shopping w my mum and sis. wait, must be happier. i went shopping!!! =) its been that long since i said tt. the company's great. my flops gave way, so i bought new palm/ pump( lol. we were debating over the spelling. someone pls enlighten us) shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;it was quite cute, because at the end of the shopping trip, we all hmmm exchanged shoes! hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; my sis bought the first thing of the night. white heels, very slight heels. what do u call tt? either way, since mine was breaking, she gave it to me to wear. so took out mine, and wore her new white heels. then walk walk walk. ahhhhh, i saw silver shoes! so yummy and pretty! so i got that one, got hooked and took out my sis white heels. my sis, seeing her new white heels, took out her teva and wore the white ones on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;=) and my mom, realising that since my sis dint want to wear her teva anymore, decided to wear them. my mom's all for comfort. haha. it was weird, cuz she was wearing office clothes! so its like formal top informal bottom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tada, so we all switched footwear by e time we got home. daddy picked us from buona v. we went into e car and we went ' &lt;em&gt;helloooooo!&lt;/em&gt;'. picture happy faces and cheery voices. =) lalala. dad made a silly face and went ' &lt;em&gt;hi what hi, u all spend my money, of course hi la'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;hahhahahahaha. just keep on smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LYNETTE SOH JIA'EN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;im good at not forgetting ur ' .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115765227668896204?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115765227668896204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115765227668896204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115765227668896204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115765227668896204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-hols-is-sorely-devoted-to-chem.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115756229347010041</id><published>2006-09-07T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T01:04:54.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;4 hours straight of chem, my brain threathened to die on me. then at one, painting of lifeguards banner! pretty design by lynette. i think the entre council hates lifeguards now, and its xu's fault. haha. the poor girls i tell you. ' this is not orange, i want orange' mix mix mix ' no, its not orange' mix mix mix . but its all good fun, did finish the banner in 6 hours i think. stayed til the skies were all dark, my contacts were hurting. lynette loves her country erasers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love lifeguards so so much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dirty hands, dirty feet! washed/packed up, the guys used the girls toilets in the oldham wing. lol. no lights there in their toilet apparently. madly hungry. crystal jade la mian xiao long bao later at holland, super duper nice. while eating, we saw e waitress bring a duck, pass us, to the next table. and then 1 more. so robert said tt if 1 more duck pass by, he'd pay our bills. rar! no more ducks passed us later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;robert's an eating machine, he gobbles up our leftovers. =) ahh, he looks like mr bean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;nice day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;im home, im tired, and i think evil twin's alot like me in thinking. i just find myself nodding to whatever's said. hahaha. disturbing i say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115756229347010041?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115756229347010041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115756229347010041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115756229347010041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115756229347010041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/4-hours-straight-of-chem-my-brain.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115738172773271054</id><published>2006-09-04T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T22:55:27.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; i was randomly looking at my online contacts, saw so many people putting this cute turtle at the front of their nicks. i was half laughing and half going ' mei, come and see, come and see, so many pple got turtle!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;cheap thrill yes. called my sis, she nvr heard cuz she was (still is) sleeping in my parents room.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got the msg from tommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Steve Irwin (the Crocodile Hunter that you see all the time on TV) died today on the 4th of September, on the Batt Reef, pierced by a stingray barb through his heart near Cairns. As a sign of respect for the Australian cultural icon, please place a turtle ( tu ) at the Start of your MSN name, and forward this message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;sigh. im dead guilty for laughing. my dad used to say stuff bout him once in a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP steve, here's the saddest turtle i could find. for you, and for those who miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/400/turtle.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;a sad lost. =(&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/31211849-115738172773271054?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115738172773271054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115738172773271054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115738172773271054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115738172773271054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-randomly-looking-at-my-online.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115729459616102044</id><published>2006-09-03T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:43:16.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;mugging session with dan and jo at kap. i cant keep my eyes open to look at my differentiation notes. told em il sleep for 5 mins, ended up doing so for 20. heh, and while sleeping, the 2 lovely girls drew on my neck and hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;was throwing rubbish into mac's dustbin. and after i looked up i realised i threw in the whole tray as well. haha. hmmm, so i reached in to get it out and ran to the toilet to wash hands! mad thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;we decided we had enough at 6pm, so bussed to jp to shop a lil. we got junlong's present. wheee. a 1000 piece puzzle he always wanted. super duper cute, there's tigger, pooh, piglet and a er caterpillar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then came the darn fun part. hee. by joanne's brilliant idea, we cabbed down to his house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i bet the taxi driver was eavesdropping our conversation and sniggering at what we said. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;went to the 12 floor, and hid the present among his house plants. then we went down to the 11 floor and called him. asked him to come out of his house to find the present. he found it, and we bluffed him that we're already gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;apparently he believed i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then we waited another 5 mins before going upstairs. ding dong,  surprise!! =)) happy belated birthday junlong!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;ok fine, i dun sound exciting here, but it was quite fun!! heejl gave us this blur look, he was sleeping u see. whoops. oh well, but it was fun! and we hope u like the present. =) great day in all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Junlong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;left for home, lynette called. nice short talk. she said she wanted to talk to the 16th person she scrolled down the list. and she found WONG LE JING. ahhhhhh yey. very timely. she's bumped her head at the pool, sounded like she had fun. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant say enough. thanks for everything, cuz i was feeling so down after 10. lynette, i think God meant for you to call me tonight.&lt;/em&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/31211849-115729459616102044?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115729459616102044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115729459616102044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115729459616102044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115729459616102044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/mugging-session-with-dan-and-jo-at-kap.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115721220338584920</id><published>2006-09-02T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:50:03.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you know you've become lazier when u have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lifeguard list of who's a singtel user and who's not. and thats when the singtel free sms service comes in handy. boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;credits to our dearest class treasurer, joan, who chases pple for sports complex fees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;aside,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise The Lord 2006 was a blast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="21" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/lamp.jpg" width="28" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;a combined baptist church youth worship service. &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt; churches,&lt;em&gt; one&lt;/em&gt; Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus I believe in You&lt;br /&gt;Jesus I belong to You&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason that i live&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason that i sing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With All I Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115721220338584920?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115721220338584920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115721220338584920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115721220338584920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115721220338584920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-know-youve-become-lazier-when-u.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115710145231326985</id><published>2006-09-01T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T17:04:12.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;31st aug 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Happy birthday mummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/mum%27s%20bdae%2006%20001.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my sis, painting the toy trains for mum. and the hair dryer to quickly blow dry. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/mum%27s%20bdae%2006%20004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the half completed card minus our message. now we all know how old my mom is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/mum%27s%20bdae%2006%20003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;the front of the card. train tracks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/mum%27s%20bdae%2006%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;all bathed and fresh. on the way to pick mummy up. comex 2006 here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/mum%27s%20bdae%2006%20011.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;we gave her the present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/mum%27s%20bdae%2006%20013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;the trains, complete with mum words and magnets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/mum%27s%20bdae%2006%20012.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my sis insisted i take this pic with her fave duck, moody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;my mum said i probably enjoyed yesterday more than she did. heh. quite true!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i love you so much mum, you're the best mum in the world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115710145231326985?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115710145231326985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115710145231326985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115710145231326985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115710145231326985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/09/31st-aug-2006-happy-birthday-mummy-my.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115642805778042665</id><published>2006-08-24T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T22:59:31.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we were ahead of other classes, so mark ritchie tan cancelled bio class today. haha. have u heard that before. so our class got a hmmm, well deserved one hour break! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;headed to the sports complex after school, couldn't go for lifeguards due to the totm. =( roar, but for i once i dint regret not swimming you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;because in lane one, they found poo there apparently. it got the lifeguards out of the pool in seconds. the scene was pretty cute alright. one minute all's calm, and the next everyone's in a frenzy to get out. mhmm. we laughed abt the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;yuxun hurt his foot, for the maddest reason ever. worshipping God at planet shakers concert, jumping around, and he sprained it. hahahahha. so poor thing! =) but i figured, if i had to break a leg, i would rather break it like that. while singing, and praising God. gagagaga. its true! what say you, its the most worth it way to break a leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i think thats a happiest way ever to sprain an ankle. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bussed 196 to queensway to meet joan. im getting good at directions of late. tee hee. fine, i had company on the bus. went straight to blommington and got gifts for sam and drew. nice nice! thanks joan for helping me bring back my shoe bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;gareth msged me, and asked me if i could get a flower for a particular someone. hahaha, sneaky! got that for him. =) im not good with flowers, dun know what its called at all. i just saw a really pretty one, and pointed ' auntie, i want this one' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;im sure she'll be touched when she gets it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115642805778042665?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115642805778042665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115642805778042665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115642805778042665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115642805778042665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-were-ahead-of-other-classes-so-mark.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115634412782493591</id><published>2006-08-23T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T22:42:07.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;pw meeting at sonia's house with vivian today after school. not too bad i say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;her house's pretty big, with a nice garden and loads of fishes. we were pulling out the separating cardboard between the fighting fishes. heh heh. but no aggressive show, no fun. gee hee. i sorely believe ive been getting sadistic these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i electrocuted an ant today, and burst out laughing at it. the cute ant was red with long legs, and it was scrambling across the work table. nervously, i took the electric fly swapper and zapped it. the next thing, i went into a mad frenzy. hahaha, ask them, i went ard the 2 rooms like a mad girl searching for insects (to zap). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;shoots, i feel so remorseful now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;played i dont wanna miss a thing on wmp over and over agn, and fell asleep huddled on sonia's bed after viv left. i reckon i slept for an hour, like a log. woke up in a total blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;WR-ing on full steam now, =).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;viv showed us her science test paper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 years ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qn13)&lt;/strong&gt;   __________  refers to an animal shedding its old skin and growing a new one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(1) Splitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(2) Hatching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(3) Moulting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(4) Fertilisation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;brilliant &lt;strong&gt;vivian tham hui wen&lt;/strong&gt; put her answer as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;option 4.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;hahaha. hmmmm! fertilization. i shall assume we all, minus viv, know the answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;such innocence of primary 5, =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115634412782493591?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115634412782493591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115634412782493591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115634412782493591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115634412782493591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/08/pw-meeting-at-sonias-house-with-vivian.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115625631001203183</id><published>2006-08-22T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:18:30.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;alina and i have been up with pri sch games of late. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;im looking at my hand now, and its got &lt;strong&gt;small brown/red spots&lt;/strong&gt; on them, thanks to the whacking scissorspaperstone. she claims its &lt;em&gt;blood vessels&lt;/em&gt; that are broken. boo, i dun wanna die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i mean like look, i keep losing alright. the people at the side go '&lt;em&gt; lejing lejing! dun keep putting stone!&lt;/em&gt;' hahaha, so fine, and what, the next moment i put scissors, alina's out with stone. WHACK WHACK WHACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;the ratio of her whacking me : i whacking her is a miserable 25 : 1 . go figure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;BOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so in one sad movement, i hereby declare that im super lousy at this game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ALINA'S GLOATING AT MY MISERY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;heh, our lovely class chairman offered that instead of hitting hands, we should hit heads. oww.  hahahah, no way. at that rate, il just go bongus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;i just cannot win you know. so til the day that i do, il be getting murdered by nana from classes right to the void deck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;kids stuff, i like. =)&lt;/span&gt; i figure that ive been under the influence of the worm of late. she's been affecting the class with her spastic movements. e.g jasmine. worm cracks me up at boring lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;all the best to the j2s for whats left of their prelims! =) schools's been empty, school's been relaxed. i need to get stressed over promos. fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i love you all. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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-31211849.post-115600535730112118</id><published>2006-08-20T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T02:06:48.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SamRyo's farewell party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;190806&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Sarah's house&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;clementi park condo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thanks sarah for hosting the party. =) i gave the musical a miss tonight. thats 20 bucks gone like that. boo. its alright, i'd rather be here either way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pizza sofa room bed blankets playground cards mahjong fairsians&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/samryo%20farewell%20190806%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/samryo%20farewell%20190806%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/samryo%20farewell%20190806%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/samryo%20farewell%20190806%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My 2 minute fling with aiyun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/samryo%20farewell%20190806%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/samryo%20farewell%20190806%20037.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the last few people who left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bye bye Sammy, we'll all miss you so much. have a great time there, and stop sleeping in lessons. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;take care, til we meet again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/samryo%20farewell%20190806%20039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115600535730112118?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115600535730112118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115600535730112118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115600535730112118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115600535730112118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/08/samryos-farewell-party-190806-sarahs.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115591820174218736</id><published>2006-08-18T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:23:21.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in lecture,&lt;br /&gt;i drew a smiley face on alina's bio notes in pencil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/smiley%20face1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alina&lt;/strong&gt; : im a worm, worms dun have eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-proceeds to rub the eyes away&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/smiley%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zihui:&lt;/strong&gt; she shouldn't be sticking her tongue out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-procceds to rub the tongue away&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/smiley%20face2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, what sort of a smiley face is that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&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/31211849-115591820174218736?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115591820174218736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115591820174218736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115591820174218736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115591820174218736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-lecture-i-drew-smiley-face-on.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115565386233583152</id><published>2006-08-15T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:57:42.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ALINA EOW SZE SZE&lt;/span&gt; THE WORM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;its pure madness coming to think of it. this silly girl has been in my class since &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;primary 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; (save for sec2, thank goodness) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;let me see, she's been in my class for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;primary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1E 2D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;3E &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;secondary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1A&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2A  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1SC7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(and if i actually do get promoted)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2SC7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we just had to come from the same cca in pri and sec too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so u wonder why my life is so  miserable. that makes it 9 freaking years to be in the same class as me. stop stalking me worm! roar. ive known this fact for a long time already, but today, the reality of it all just hit me. 9 years. thats a darn long time considering how extremely often we make our way to sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that why we always say, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sec 2 is the best year of our lives. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heh heh, -evil laughter. eh, at least i had a yr break from alina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, for now, ive got another 1 plus yr of my wonderful schooling life with worm. pity me cuz ive got to tolerate her silly antics. haha. like waving her long alienated fingers (picture it with a silly face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it when she does the ice age thing though. =) il go, &lt;em&gt;' alina, show me, show me leh.&lt;/em&gt;' and she'll blatantly refuse to. quite cute what, why dun want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but wormy, i really do treasure the times with u alot. im so so glad ure in my class again. =) danielle says im lucky to have you in my class. hee, i got to agree. she doesn't say the same for you though-.-  i still remember pri sch time with you. with melia, charissa and the rest. every morning sit at the porch, recess time sit on the floor eating hotdog/ nugget/seaweed. heh. those were the times when it was so carefree. and il never forget the way we used to sit down. so unglam! =) oh, and i've got brilliant memory, i remember your pri sch crush. hahaha. alina, stop blushing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then came sec 1. i know who used to like you. lol. came to me once or twice to ask bout you. teeheehee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after sec 2 we just weren't as close anymore. =( but its okay worm! now ive got you agn! ive got alina to bug and disturb in my class once more! i rather think its the other way ard though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love u so much alina eow sze sze! you're such a pest that i cant ignore you. =)  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sadder note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my com crashed, gobbling up all my photos from 3-4 yrs ago. and some pw stuff too. roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything else can be redone, but i do want my photos back. i want it badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my mummy told me that all's gone, the first thing i thought of was, 'oh shoots, my sec 4 grad photos'. i dun wish to think what else ive lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hope that somewhere somehow, there's a burned cd on it. cant remember anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115565386233583152?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115565386233583152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115565386233583152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115565386233583152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115565386233583152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-love-alina-eow-sze-sze-worm-its-pure.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115545026151305952</id><published>2006-08-13T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T14:24:21.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my computer crashed. so im at my aunt's office, using her com.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;EOM&lt;/span&gt; to do. heh, i need to do that so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i stole my cousin's ipod to listen to. that same fella who told my dad not to let me stayover at lifeguard's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i whacked him the moment i saw him. he told my dad its dangerous to let me stay. all his fault! roar. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, he's coming over now. bbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;EOM EOM EOM EOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115545026151305952?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115545026151305952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115545026151305952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115545026151305952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115545026151305952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-computer-crashed.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115532393389022987</id><published>2006-08-12T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T17:55:27.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;09aug06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sorry for all the tears u shed, all the stress you felt, all the pain this daughter caused to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I want to blog about this because I want to remember this in days to come. A somewhat full account of what happened. A lot of things I forgot already cuz I wasnt even sane at that time. &lt;strong&gt;Its darn boring, I doubt u want to read it.&lt;/strong&gt; Its irritatingly dramatic, I say agn, I wasnt sane I think. But I write this now feeling horrid. Maybe uve ran away from home before, its no big deal, but I would like to say sorry for all the pain I caused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i was Totally childish / immature / irrational / ignorant / selfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I wish that time could be turned back would that be allowed?&lt;br /&gt;If I asked you to forgive me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a sad, guilty (and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;) post.&lt;br /&gt;national day holidays were draining, for my family, for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im absolutely &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; for all that happened. It was all &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;my fault&lt;/span&gt;. It was such a small thing, but I made it such a big issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;started well. national day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifeguards was a ton of fun. Headed for xu's house. Xu's house is freaking big, and it has a pool, darn it. that rich brat! hahaha. We, 17 yr olds, played&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/ hide and seek&lt;br /&gt;2/ catching&lt;br /&gt;3/ freeze and melt&lt;br /&gt;4/ monkey&lt;br /&gt;5/ captain's ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both in the pool and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner in the night, by the pool. With the pool lights on, sitting at the side, eating pizzas. Quite romantic. Ok well, besides the fact that we were shoving people into the pool at the same time. =) Someone dropped pizza into the pool.-.- I bet they're still remnants left in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WE WERE SUPER HIGH.&lt;/span&gt; Doing crazy stuff in the pool. Yelling, laughing like anything. I drank so much pool water that evening, I felt bloated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoots, esp the part when we played catching, we were darn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HIGH&lt;/span&gt;. I had freaking alot of fun, I hope the rest did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1030 pm&lt;/span&gt; , I called my mom on dad's hp. They were at waipo's house. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;She dint allow me to stayover with the lifeguards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I stayed by xu's garden and pleaded with her. Cannot. Msged her. Still cannot. I went into the house and continued messaging. She never replied my messages. I came to know later that she dint bring her phone that night at all. Gagaga. I dint know at that time, and thus I took it as ignoring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went on for like 1 plus hour. I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;DESPERATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to stayover. It was so much fun, and the night hasn't even begun properly. I wasn't ready to go home. I msged my sis like never before in my life, she answered only briefly. I begged my parents, pleaded, cried a&lt;em&gt; lil&lt;/em&gt; in one of the rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the most tiring hour ever, but I so &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;BADLY&lt;/span&gt; wanted to stayover. &lt;strong&gt;lifeguards may not mean as much to many others, but it means a lot to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;12am&lt;/span&gt;, against all my pleas. My dad/mom/sis came to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just the beginning, of one hectic night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all through the car journey home, the whole family was extremely silent. Everything inside me was burning. I was upset, disappointed, angry. Everything within me screamed. Why so unfair, I really wanted to stayover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the carpark, I alighted first and briefly ran to my block to take the lift up myself. as I went up, I thought of how when I reached home, &lt;em&gt;il take the pillow and whack my parents.&lt;/em&gt; I wanted to do that. Take a pillow, whack them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let them feel my hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I reached home, I knew I dun think i wanted to do that. i know myself well, I will regret my actions. but i cannot help it at that time. i was so mad. &lt;strong&gt;so mad&lt;/strong&gt;. i wasn't thinking. Coupled with the fact that that I was fuming and wanted to slash back at them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ran&lt;/span&gt; away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dashed across the block, and to the opp playground. &lt;strong&gt;Cry, run, cry, run, cry&lt;/strong&gt;. I sat on top of the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.15am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the morning. All alone, all dark. Clutched my bag, put my legs to myself. Cried my heart out. No more anger,  just PAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crying is good therapy. Now when I think back, I cant say for certain why I cried. Maybe its just a built up of all the past feelings. So a time like this made me let go of everything. Perhaps evil twin knows what im talking abt.&lt;br /&gt;=( whatever it is, that night, I just broke down completely at the playground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stay at a playground all night. not abt to go home. so I picked up my phone, dialed michelle's number. Asleep already. I wasn't even beginning to think properly. Dialed chia ling's number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She picked up my call. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;130 am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. chia, I dunno what I would have done without you. I stopped sobbing by then. Tired. I mumbled something. Incoherently I suppose. Asked whether I could go to her house. 130 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and this is a mark of a true friend, she said yes&lt;/strong&gt;. I walked to her house. Cant remember how I did it, when I did. went over. By then I have been answering numerous phone calls by my parents. They were &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FREAKING&lt;/span&gt; worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the turning point for me came when my dad yelled over the phone. '&lt;em&gt;you make daddy very stressed you know, do you know how many construction workers there are at this time of the night. One girl walk alone in the middle of the night.' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slammed the whole bloody phone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You make daddy very stressed you know.' i made my dad so hurt. I sobbed silently at that. I know better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dint want to go home, because I felt it'd be better for things to cool down with me at chia's place. it subsided my sadness, fury. it gave me a proper closure some sort. They knew I was safe, was angry, but left me alone with her that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoke a lot to chia, poured out everything that day to her. Lynette called from xu's place. Chia brought pillow and blanket for me. Rested in the living room. I lay on her sofa just thinking and thinking. Tired, drained out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;the next morning, my sis msged me to say that she was going out. Coming home in the evening. Since dad and mum were fuming, I agreed to stay out and study til mei came home. I dint want to be caught in the house with my dad or mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Il be the death of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! Chia had a date. Hahhaha. With samryo to the movies. Given the situation, it would be wrong if I caught a movie. insensitive to my parents, what'd you think. parents so angry, u go ahead to watch movie. very wrong move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i called danielle and joanne, explained my situation abit. Met dan at Holland delifrance. Jo came later. Couldn't study much, I was distracted by what might happen when I go home. jo and dan persuaded me to say sorry to my parents. To apologize. i was confused, tired, everything. Thanks so much for coming to meet me lovelies, =). you were there when i needed you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis called. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6 pm.&lt;/span&gt; bussed home. All through that time I spoke to michelle. Worried. I never felt so &lt;strong&gt;apprehensive&lt;/strong&gt; about going home before in my life. I hung ard downstairs before going up. spoke to mich all the way to my doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fear that they would yell at me was too overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I reached home, my parents were silent.too angry to say a word. Cold war. Shut myself up in the room. Spoke to my sis, cried terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I asked my sis to tell my mom to come into the room. I dun know if she did that or not, but my mom came in. we cried, i apologized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one second. That one word of sorry. That big hug my mom gave me. '&lt;em&gt; dun ever do this agn please'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It changed everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everything's cool now, but im still really sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at one point of time, i told dan that everything sure will be alright one la. how wrong can my relationship with my parents go? its not as if we can get a parent-child divorce or something. dan then said something that made me think, abt how i should never take my parents love&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;for granted. she's right, because i think i do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my sis told me abt how my mom stayed up all night, dint want to close the door, because she thought that i'd come back home. i didn't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i sobbed like anything when i spoke to my sis. its all me. my sis acted as our talking medium, pulled into this whole thing because of me. i was tired, she was even more confused. you can hear it through her voice. as i wept, my sis told me this was exactly how mummy cried that night i ran away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was too selfish. cared for my fun only.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there's alot of people i wanna thank for being there. shall do that a next time.&lt;/span&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/31211849-115532393389022987?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115532393389022987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115532393389022987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115532393389022987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115532393389022987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/08/09aug06-im-sorry-for-all-tears-u-shed.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115521335753511964</id><published>2006-08-10T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T20:54:21.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;FAIRFIELD FOUNDERS DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;04 AUG 06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;swissotel the stamford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos, photos, photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When marimba rhythms start to play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dance with me, make me sway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/fdd%204aug06%20007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wormy and pear at the lift lobby before dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/fdd%204aug06%20015.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sam Ryo! the dork whom i havent seen in ages straight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/fdd%204aug06%20020.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;swissotel's ballroom. look at the empty tables, they're for 05 grads. all &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fashionably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; late. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/1600/fdd%204aug06%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/fdd%204aug06%20061.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;lovely table 52 &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/208986350_0f4b1afda4%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/fdd%204aug06%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;cheena tuition grp! i got the lowest grades for o's. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/fdd%204aug06%20102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;me. tse. mindy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/fdd%204aug06%20086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pretending to walk glamly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/fdd%204aug06%20072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lalala&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/fdd%204aug06%20101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dan and i invaded the higher chinese group shot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the stayover&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/fdd%204aug06%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/208028694_1fb9438278%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/208027104_5244bb5fb3%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115521335753511964?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115521335753511964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115521335753511964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115521335753511964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115521335753511964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/08/fairfield-founders-day-04-aug-06.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115462969981937479</id><published>2006-08-04T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T10:49:25.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;118TH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FOUNDERS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;DAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;SERVICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;03 AUG 06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a world has opened for us, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a world thats bright and gay, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a world thats full of interest, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;since to school we found our way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i used to think these were the cheesiest line ever. and after you've sang this school song for &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10 &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;years straight, you dun wanna sing it anymore. haha, imagine the 12 yrs acs guys. heh, but today, i was sooo happy to sing that song. its been so long, what'd you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i still remember how the whole school would be relatively quiet throughout the song, and the only part we would sing is the part where it goes ' ........ ... GAY '. hahahahha. you think everyone's silent, but suddenly at the gay part you hear mass voices singing. rigggghhhhtt. crazy childish fairsians!! heh . and teachers will scold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;' can you all please not emphasize &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; word, thank you'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wonderful. we don't do that in proper services though, do we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met people i haven't met in ages. they're all so good looking now! prettier and all. hahahaha. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;refreshments&lt;/span&gt; came at the just the right time too, i was partly starving. oh, and listening to wanling and her&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; heh heh. it was so cute! it cracked us up really badly. dun tell acsians you're from fairfield okay. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;service &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was fine, not bad. i think we all had a great time screaming and clapping and cheering for all the prize recipients. =))) triple yey!!! now, where's mine huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mr G&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Miss Lee&lt;/span&gt; won the caring teachers award. hahahaha. i think nearly half the cohort stood up for them and yelled can. i clapped til my hands were all red! teehee. fun fun!! i miss fairfield teachers, i miss fairfield teachers, i miss ms lee's casper, and mr g's wake up your idea crap. roar! you hardly can find teachers like em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Plus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Joanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;made her head councillor's speech. unprepared, acc to her. -.-. but i was so proud of her! i thought it was really good. heh heh, and there was this part where she said something like ' &lt;em&gt;i made friends who have weird characters, and weird laughters'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and dearest &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Eunice Li&lt;/span&gt; tapped me from the back and said that jo was referring to me. &lt;strong&gt;thanks alot.&lt;/strong&gt; hahahahahaha, no! i beg to differ, she was prob referring to aiyun. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lovely day in all. im really so badly looking forward to tmr. FDD FDD FDD! in fact im looking forward to the national day hols. the whole week ahead. i feel i feel as if holidays are here. hee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115462969981937479?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115462969981937479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115462969981937479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115462969981937479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115462969981937479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/08/fairfield-118th-founders-day-service03.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115452509591008566</id><published>2006-08-02T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T21:24:55.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i absolutely love my new shampoo, it makes my hair smell like &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;strawberry youghurt&lt;/span&gt;! nice nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, yesterday, a belated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PAMELA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;KOH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its disney princess's bdae, and im envious cuz u shud have seen the number of presents she received. hee. and the presents she received were really cute, a bunch of fairsian girls gave her a whole range of whitening products. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and zi hui gave her underwears. heh heh. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; ones with the word &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; written with girly font at the front. hee, so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hello to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lynette Soh&lt;/span&gt; who blogged on my behalf&lt;br /&gt;plus &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Michelle Verma&lt;/span&gt; who cycled all the way to my house. her bike was super gorgeous, darn. its got wheels that have thickness the size of a thumb. =) oh, she came to flirt with xu over the phone. hahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got the chance to give mich her bdae present. happy birthday mich! belated by 8 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was great with lynette and mich around, do come more often. =)&lt;br /&gt;they keep me from thinking. thinking.&lt;br /&gt;now that they're gone, i dunno how to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh. and to add, im going to miss lifeguards for 2 lousy weeks. all my fault for doing so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115452509591008566?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115452509591008566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115452509591008566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115452509591008566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115452509591008566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-absolutely-love-my-new-shampoo-it.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115451782546670154</id><published>2006-08-02T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T19:38:41.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people in computerland!&lt;br /&gt;today is a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is happy and i am high on murukoo (i dont know how to spell it).&lt;br /&gt;actually i'm not, because i dont like murukoo.&lt;br /&gt;rebecca likes murukoo.&lt;br /&gt;rebecca is a new lifeguard member and i'm the absolute love of her life.&lt;br /&gt;alright, not. haha!&lt;br /&gt;damn, i'm very bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lejing is thrilled by her friend, michelle's, bike.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why she's so fascinated, but i gotta say yea, its a cool bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're going to stay at xiangun's 2nd house on wednesday (national day).&lt;br /&gt;his second house has no television, no internet.&lt;br /&gt;its like 3rd world or something.&lt;br /&gt;but its comforting to know that there's at least a pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/1600/IMG_3375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/IMG_3375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, byebye people in computerland.&lt;br /&gt;oh, forgot to tell you, i am lynette.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115451782546670154?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115451782546670154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115451782546670154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115451782546670154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115451782546670154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-people-in-computerland-today-is.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115417933778198088</id><published>2006-07-29T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T20:01:10.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im rather bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, there were 4 crabs alive and kicking in the basin. there was daddy crab, mummy crab, and junior crabs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/crabs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then all of a sudden, sonny crab decided to escape from the basin. they tried to stop him, but they couldn't. sonny wanted to be free. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/run%20away.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off he went out of the basin, onto the floor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/teehee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crawl crawl crawl. ' im free! im free! im free!' he said aloud. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/walking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after a while&lt;/em&gt; . gayly, he looked to his left (crabs walk sideways you see), and saw a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;huge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'where's this?' he thought, and proceeded to climb in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he saw pails, more pails, and piles of clothes. &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/huh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then suddenly from the corner of his eye, he saw a huge shadow coming from behind him. ' humans!!', he shrieked, and started scurrying towards a huge structure. it was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; big, he thought it clever to find refuge there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/toilet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but no such luck. human spotted him. ' noooooooo, dun take me away!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;too bad, a pair of metal tongs were lowered, and he got &lt;em&gt;kiaped&lt;/em&gt; away.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/sob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so poor thing! got thrown back into the basin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and so, no points for guessing what i ate for dinner today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i ate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="149" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3711/3366/320/crab.0.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CRABS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;four&lt;/strong&gt; homemade chilli crabs for &lt;strong&gt;four&lt;/strong&gt; hungry humans! hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;today's crab was great! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but i think i feel secretly sad for that&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;crab. my mom found it hidding behind our &lt;em&gt;toilet bowl&lt;/em&gt;. she dint notice one escaped. heh. that &lt;strong&gt;crazy &lt;/strong&gt;crab! walked SO far from the basin it was put in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sad crab, must have been desperate to not get eaten. but in the end? still got chopped up into &lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt; by my dad. well, at least he tried. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rest in peace la okay!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think i dare not draw people anymore. afraid's the word. so its anything else but people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115417933778198088?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115417933778198088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115417933778198088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115417933778198088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115417933778198088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-rather-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115415905435157543</id><published>2006-07-29T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T19:11:54.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i told my daddy i was going to study with &lt;strong&gt;danielle&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; alina. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he fetched me to clementi, and dropped me off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guiltily, i dint study, and went to kfc to eat / talk / laugh instead.  gee. and kfc has glass walls ya know. and all of a sudden,&lt;br /&gt;i saw this darn familiar figure walking pass kfc outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'oh shoots! its DADDY!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hoped so hard that he wouldn't turn his eyes to the left and see me in kfc.&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;strong&gt;didn't.&lt;/strong&gt; good thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;now thinking about it, i vaguely remember&lt;br /&gt;him saying something about going to clementi to buy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder he volunteered to fetch me there. heh, im kidding, my dad doesn't do things cuz he stands to gain. he does it out of&lt;strong&gt; love. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i quickly turned to my bag and whipped out my differentiation notes. flipped to a random page, and placed it on the table. LOL. precaution you know, just in case he walks pass that condemned corridor again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next time, if i ever set up a restaurant, my eating place WILL NOT have &lt;strong&gt;glass doors&lt;/strong&gt;. haha, being sneaky is one reason. the other reason is so that &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; people will not walk straight into it. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, off to holland we went, to study.&lt;strong&gt; STUDY STUDY STUDY! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i finally did study ok&lt;br /&gt;heh, and just in case &lt;strong&gt;wongleying&lt;/strong&gt; reads this. i never meant to lie to daddy. i promise you, my initial intention was really to mug. i did in the end anyway. heeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;anything's enjoyable when u do it with the people you adore, even the most boring crap. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115415905435157543?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115415905435157543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115415905435157543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115415905435157543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115415905435157543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-told-my-daddy-i-was-going-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115401081158680317</id><published>2006-07-27T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T22:46:42.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>headed for essential brews today with &lt;strong&gt;joan miner andrew louis sean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we made quite a din&lt;br /&gt;had my ZOC and cheesecake. both are nothing worth mentioning about. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i liked the ambience, and i like you people even more!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try saying this really fast.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one smart fellow, he felt smart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;two smart fellow, they felt smart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;three smart fellow, they felt smart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on. say it &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; fast aloud, no slip ups and no pauses. heh.&lt;br /&gt;not easy okay, &lt;strong&gt;none&lt;/strong&gt; of us could do it. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played rounds of scum, im the king! and louis is my queen! hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im missing lifeguards alot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna bring down the previous post, i badly dun want people to think wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115401081158680317?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115401081158680317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115401081158680317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115401081158680317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115401081158680317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/07/headed-for-essential-brews-today-with.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115355951456558389</id><published>2006-07-22T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T17:41:53.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still remember the dozens of times i told people il &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; get a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see if i said any of these to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/ dun want, public blog cannot say everything thats on ur heart. shy/ offensive/ weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/ you only can say ' i had a sad day because of _______ ' , without letting on as to who ________ is and 'why ______ made u sad ' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/ i prefer reading blogs, not doing it myself. no, it isn't meant to sound selfish. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/ er ah, dun want to let people know whats going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/ do i look like i can do html?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/ cannot leh, i think il be someone who lets her blog dies. like my last post will be 5 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/ if i blog, i end up smiling to the computer screen as i type a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/ lazy la lazy, soon soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/ hee, so not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i figured a blog would be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i can read it when im old, on a rocking chair, drinking kopi-o, and laugh (in a mature/restrained way) at how &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;silly&lt;/span&gt; i was when i was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and proceed to play mahjong later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside, the &lt;strong&gt;lifeguards&lt;/strong&gt; came to my house on thurs. =) we ate ice cream, played indian poker, watched gayle get out of singapore idol (to hong nigiap's sorrow), tell mark ritchie tan's lecture jokes (darren's good at that), and doing/ filming crazy forfeits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great fun, i wanna have more of it next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lynette, xueyuan, hn, darren, johnny, xiang un, ian, kuok ming, yu xun and robert&lt;/span&gt;, you people made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those that couldn't come, i missed you people. never mind, got next time! =) and oh, rui hon couldn't make it because according to him, &lt;strong&gt;' i need to send my baby sister to art class' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;come on! admit it! dun u think that sounds so cute? imagine a jc1 guy accompaning a small girl to her ' dear drawing class' . quite sweet right? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love talking to lynette over the phone, she's just the nicest nicest girl, and im so happy to have known her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle! lets sit at the bus stop and let more mosquitoes bite us next time. =) i miss fairfield so much, and i miss the times we had like this even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking after we left, i wanna go buy a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yellow adidas bottle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;again. because it brings back so much memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and inside it, i want it to contain water plus leaves and soil, the silly fruit loops, noodles, rice, tang yuan soup, peanuts, ribena and soya bean and all those nonsense. and you can take it and leave it at the middle of the freaking parade square.&lt;/span&gt; squirt it at me before u put it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i remember how angry i was one of those days. you remember the day you all put leaves into my bottle? i drank from it. i didn't tell. HAHA.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rar. i totally regret losing the bottle. and, i know u mad people want to know this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my current bottle doesn't leak. not anymore =) -big smile-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so go on and try to bully me/ steal from me/ wet the back of my skirt with your handprints/ scare me at toilets , i want to be in secondary school again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115355951456558389?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115355951456558389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115355951456558389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115355951456558389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115355951456558389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-still-remember-dozens-of-times-i.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115332785104935171</id><published>2006-07-20T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T01:25:39.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;McTell Ralph &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Streets of London&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the old man&lt;br /&gt;In the closed-down market&lt;br /&gt;Kicking up the paper,&lt;br /&gt;with his worn out shoes?&lt;br /&gt;In his eyes you see no pride&lt;br /&gt;And held loosely at his side&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So how can you tell me you're lonely, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And say for you that the sun don't shine? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me take you by the hand &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and lead you through the streets of London&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll show you something to make you change your mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the old girl&lt;br /&gt;Who walks the streets of London&lt;br /&gt;Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?&lt;br /&gt;She's no time for talking,&lt;br /&gt;She just keeps right on walking&lt;br /&gt;Carrying her home in two carrier bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the all night cafe&lt;br /&gt;At a quarter past eleven,&lt;br /&gt;Same old man is sitting there on his own&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the world&lt;br /&gt;Over the rim of his tea-cup,&lt;br /&gt;Each tea last an hour&lt;br /&gt;Then he wanders home alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have you seen the old man&lt;br /&gt;Outside the seaman's mission&lt;br /&gt;Memory fading with The medal ribbons that he wears.&lt;br /&gt;In our winter city, The rain cries a little pity&lt;br /&gt;For one more forgotten hero&lt;br /&gt;And a world that doesn't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from slightly quirky lyrics -.- , this song with its melody is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, dun feel bad anymore. - take and hug you by surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog's rather empty in profile, tags and all. lynette! i need lynette to help me. i know nuts about these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115332785104935171?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115332785104935171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115332785104935171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115332785104935171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115332785104935171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/07/mctell-ralph-streets-of-london-have.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115331421980010955</id><published>2006-07-19T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:03:39.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I told Sam Ryo I was going to pon school today.&lt;br /&gt;He dint believe me at first,&lt;br /&gt;then later he went on and said ' there's a first to everything'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, im new to the ponning club. my mom volunteered to write my mc letter.&lt;br /&gt;but im not about to do this often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to asian civilisation museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all because andrew bluffed me by saying that the chinese cher is angry.&lt;br /&gt;rar! so i made my way down to school at 215.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in case u dint know, it was.. booorringg..  but im going to say this, and say this only once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i regret going. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sorta expected the boring museum, but it wasn't too bad going with you pple. =)&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Danielle was there. =))&lt;br /&gt;-Sean was so fascinated with the toilets, it amazed me.&lt;br /&gt;-Masa looks like one of those museum artefact. or so we claim. then the artefact beside it must be a female, name starting with S. (no fun! the class starts a scandal on the day im not here)&lt;br /&gt;- Geraldine wants to go to BK to _________ . =))) go la, go to penthouse fullerton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was cute Pam and mad drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la, not too bad la hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope they come and stayover at my house tmr. it'll be great fun. anyhow, im looking forward to fdd. get to see people i haven't seen in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairfield Founders Day Dinner&lt;br /&gt;Date: 4th Aug 2006&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Swissotel the Stamford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 60 bucks well well well spent. im so looking forward to it, all you silly fairsians out there better be too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115331421980010955?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115331421980010955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115331421980010955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115331421980010955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115331421980010955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-told-sam-ryo-i-was-going-to-pon.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115323994069847244</id><published>2006-07-18T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T02:11:16.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chinese listening compre. gagaga. i was praying so hard the radio wouldn't spoil on us. it was that bit easier than o levels, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;--------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school was the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;highlight&lt;/span&gt; of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynette + xueyuan + me n my house = lots of FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;we missed aiyun n xiaojie though.&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be a study session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we ended up ice creaming. lynette was looking at the calories, xueyuan just wanted to eat : ' -smiles- can i have the other flavour puh lease' . =) xueyuan's cone leaked ice cream. not too bad. i scooped ice cream onto my white shirt. picture white ac shirt with brown choc. one whole chunk. so poor thing. picked it up and put it back into my cone. and ya, ate. stuff you only do at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendster, blogger, friendster, blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lynette did up this blog for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. there, i gave u credit alright. i just sat there and nodded my head whenever she said/asked anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' ( yada yada, add in some words ) , i know u dunno what im talking about right? '&lt;br /&gt;-nod. ' huh, what, ya, uhh, oh anything lor'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine. why does html sound like greek to me. but its kinda fun! i learn abit. abit. thanks tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day is hilariously censored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of us,&lt;br /&gt;stood up&lt;br /&gt;high fived&lt;br /&gt;screamed&lt;br /&gt;hugged&lt;br /&gt;laughed like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)))))), hey you, we were good, we guessed spot on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally love tues and thurs.&lt;br /&gt;lifeguards, lifeguards, lifeguards. its the single best decision i made in my ac life.&lt;br /&gt;and did u hear, lynette says im the absolute love of her life.&lt;br /&gt;and will u please stop tagging in my name. - glare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;kap was great yesterday with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;joanne, junlong, danielle, aiyun, nathanael &lt;/span&gt;. we met &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;linus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;its these small things that really make my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when are we&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;going out with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;eunice and dorcas&lt;/span&gt; . aye, i need to say this in my first proper post. you are the ones that i treasure &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt; as friends. you know who all of u are, always brighten up my day. and i love to see (and bug) you people in the morning. yar yar, okay la! i know i always come late! cannot meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there's a museum outing tmr. i foresee it'll turn out boring, but the company's fun. it better be fun. it took up my only available day to go out with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sam Ryo&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and the rest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; dang, i haven't seen you silly person in 4 mths or so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think il make my posts delightingly colourful in future. makes thing easier to see huh. and if u haven't realised, im, rather random. i think , type type type, think, type type. my brain is abit cranky,  terrible blogger. i now have 6 wonderful gp essays to write. 500 words each. its 1230, at this rate, il turn in to a nite owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry werma for not calling. il call you back when im free okay. gee hee hee. see see! i got essays to write. - wave papers at you. its not that i dun wanna call, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;-the splendour of a King, clothed in majesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115323994069847244?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115323994069847244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115323994069847244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115323994069847244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115323994069847244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/07/chinese-listening-compre.html' title=''/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-31211849.post-115307108746174129</id><published>2006-07-17T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T01:31:27.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog</title><content type='html'>rar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31211849-115307108746174129?l=onmysecondthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/feeds/115307108746174129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31211849&amp;postID=115307108746174129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115307108746174129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31211849/posts/default/115307108746174129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmysecondthought.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog.html' title='blog'/><author><name>LeJing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13928436047858955513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
