<?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-9856873</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:13:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` angeelgeerr</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9856873.post-116615385824371665</id><published>2006-12-15T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T11:40:05.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've changed my blog to &lt;a href="http://www.ixoxoyou.livejournal.com"&gt;ixoxoyou.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt; so i wun be blogging here anymore! =)&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-9856873.post-115919286004358436</id><published>2006-09-25T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T22:01:00.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha has it really been THAT long since i've updated? prelims have come and gone, now its results time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its not that its something to be really happy about since the collection of results are more traumatizing. i was sleeping in the afternoon and i kept on thinking bout the results i collected today and felt so... wasted cause actually i could have done well but a little mistake and i dropped a grade. especially disappointed in my a math cause i was supposed to get a 1! go for so much tuition for wad? spend time doing math for wad? haii. and my ss... practice so much and i did well for source based only. essay was a total disaster, bet ms teo had such an easy time marking mine. 3 out of 13? i might as well dun do that question! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but for my hcl and chem im satisfied. grins. though hcl is just a 4 but i passed!! so can minus 2 points, i'm more than glad =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hady won the singapore idol! haha well i'm not exactly a fanatic supporter of either one of them, but whoever wins is fine with me. i just think that both of them are better than taufik. =x *u give me wings*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i have this urge to start studying again. so worried for o levels. shall start doing papers next week. notice i said next week cuz this week i'm still on relax mode. =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;still suffering from sun burn on my shoulders, so pain when i lift my arms or what. =( everyone put sunblock whenever gg to sentosa. i'm gona look for some entertainment now. later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-115919286004358436?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115919286004358436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If tomorrow never comes - Ronan Keating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes late at night I lie awake and watch her sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She's lost in peaceful dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the thought crosses my mind If I never wake up in the morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Would she ever doubt the way I feel About her in my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If tomorrow never comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will she know how much I loved her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Did I try in every way to show her every day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That she's my only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if my time on earth were through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And she must face the world wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hout me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is the love I gave her in the past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gonna be enough to last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If tomorrow never comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause I've lost loved ones in my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Who never knew how much I loved them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I live with the regret &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That my true feelings for them never were revealed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I made a promise to myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To say each day how much she means to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And avoid that circumstance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where there's no second chance to tell her how I feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If tomorrow never comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will she know how much I loved her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Did I try in every way to show her every day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That she's my only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if my time on earth were through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And she must face the world without me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is the love I gave her in the past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gonna be enough to last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If tomorrow never comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So tell that someone that you love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just what you're thinking of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If tomorrow never comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-115755491614165299?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115755491614165299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;today's weather is so cooling and refreshing. i wish this would be the weather everyday, just for this two weeks. although it makes ppl feel sleepy but it has a different kind of effect on me. i don't feel so irritated and hot and i can study better in this wonderful cooling weather. whee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;didnt go for the whatever event the school was having today at tampines because i needed sleep more than a guiness world record. heard that some crawling was involved, and making me get up so early just to get crawling is not the way i would wana spend this nice day. laying back watching some full house and doing test papers is the kinda way man. i really want everyday to be like this till prelims, i feel lazy to even step out of the house for dinner. but sadly, tmr i've to get out of bed early for the compo exam. arghh. mayb i'll read the dictionary later on tonight. haha like that is going to help. =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;let's see what i should blog about today. nothing much happened today at home because basically it was the double s thing. study and slack. so i shall talk about how much i want an imac computer or at least an editing program which works on my com. my mum wants me to edit more videos before she'll consider changing the com to an imac but there's no point because my basic editing program can only do the basic things like zooming in and out and just putting in transitions. but what i really wanna do are videos which are more interesting with more fanciful effects and all. the one i did for my dad's birthday was like the very basic and looking at the video again i realise how boring it is. but since it was for my dad then mayb the basic kind is suitable since he wouldnt be able to appreciate fast cuts and all that stuff. but for my bro's birthday i had some good ideas which couldnt be done on the program, argh. i actually dreamt of how the video should look like, with a little humour inside it but... it just couldnt be done. how frustrating. i wouldnt wanna make another boring basic video with just pictures zooming in and out. i wanna make something more spectacular, one that would make me go wow! haha. so for the mean time, i'll just keep thinking of fresh ideas and wait till a better editing program comes my way. =x i would really post the video i made for my dad's birthday if not for the fact that the video contained some parts with me doing embarrassing stuff. something which i wasnt too proud of so it shall remain only under the viewing of my dad's friends and close relatives haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-115693492396300218?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115693492396300218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=115693492396300218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115693492396300218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115693492396300218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/08/todays-weather-is-so-cooling-and.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-115685590493599675</id><published>2006-08-29T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T20:51:44.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;full house is so nice to watch! squeals. haha. i know its a bit lag but i happened to scroll to channel 56 while that show was on and i got hooked onto it and started watching it on youtube. kinda spent most of the time today watching. their sweet but after watching until disc 19 i start to feel quite sian of it. i think i shall finish that serial after prelims, i mean, if i can actually help it. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;much of my mind is occupied with thurs compo papers. i dun have much mood to pen down stories or anything, i wonder how i'm gona do it on thurs. i just pray that all those nice vocabulary just pops up in my mind, and hope that i wouldnt make any grammer errors. my higher chi shld be quite hard to score so i guess i'll just have to rely on my eng as language. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel quite accomplished for studying 2 chaps of history today, haha. not that i totally memorised all the contents but i kinda got the points in my head. but i'll probably forget them as the exam draws nearer so i gotta revise AGAIN! argh. what a bother. february october revolutions, bolsheviks, lenin, stalin..... blah blah blah yada yada yada. just wanna hurry get over the prelims. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-115685590493599675?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115685590493599675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=115685590493599675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115685590493599675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115685590493599675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/08/full-house-is-so-nice-to-watch-squeals.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-115677410151829159</id><published>2006-08-28T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:08:21.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its two weeks on the countdown to prelims. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well... what can i say? there's not much time left and i'm still unable to quit the youtube addiction. =( why aren't i getting in the mood to pia? today's ss results was disheartening because its so near the exams and i'm still scoring way below an a. my ss was supposed to pull my literature marks up but unfortunately its the other way around. i really wanna give up my elective but it wouldnt look nice on the result slip right? i wonder why i always screw up one of the two subs. so irritating. =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i like 183 club songs!! ok, i heard many boos.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;today was our last proper lesson day in school, the end of our 4 years, or so i heard. i wonder if it's true but i think it is. come to think of it, our days in anglican are really numbered. some might feel relieved to go, some may be elated but all i can say is that i've kinda grown used to this environment. still, nothing beats sec 2 life but i think that upper sec life would be better than jc life. i dun really know what to expect though. the thing i'll miss a lot are the basketball matches that we played in our school, the trainings, the friendly matches, the victories and the defeats. that court held our laughters and our sorrows, our disappointments i'll kinda nv forget. but even through the disappointments we found comfort because we had each other and we were still the eventual winners. i really wanna play some more matches before we leave but.. even if we do, i doubt we'll be able to grasp the feeling we had in the past. =( we played for a common goal, we trained for a common victory, but if we were to play once again, what would be our goal? boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;reflections reflections. i blog as if i'm so old already. =S i'm NOT! anyway today i was feeling so tired that i slept when i got home and woke up only at 8. my dinner wasnt very delightful- porridge with fish, egg and veg. scrumptious aye? my mum is sick so.. that explains my wonderful dinner but i wasnt very hungry anyway so its okay i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tmr the 4a-ers are gg to justin's house for tennis, swimming and etc. you might call it destressing or just plainly slacking. at least there's a reason to go out and get some exercise but me and chew peng has already promised ourselves that we will go home STRAIGHT after tennis and study. no going to the mall to loiter or... play arcade =x we must be disciplined! fighting! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;alrighty, its time to study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-115677410151829159?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115677410151829159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=115677410151829159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115677410151829159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115677410151829159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-two-weeks-on-countdown-to-prelims.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-115591440013903935</id><published>2006-08-18T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:20:01.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh gosh, i just read cheng's blog and watched our digital story again... needless to say, it still has the same eye tearing effect on me again. i still remember that time during the 50th anniversary concert, i think juliana was playing the guitar and the rest of her old classmates starting singing thats what friends are for and i was totally trying very hard not to let the tear drop. from the start of the song till the end i was tring to look away and not get so emotional over it. i mean after all that was one of the songs in our digital story. well it might not have the same effect on everyone else but alot ran through my mind before i picked that song to be in the video so it means alot to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tightened braces today. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-115591440013903935?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115591440013903935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=115591440013903935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115591440013903935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115591440013903935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-gosh-i-just-read-chengs-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-115518252784753149</id><published>2006-08-10T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T12:02:07.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;who says i dun update my blog? i do! and im doing so now. my blog is NOT rotting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this week has been uh rather slack i guess. mon was normal sch as usual with ss as the common test and i think i played a little ball w juniors and frenx which was quite a weird feeling cuz i've not been touching the ball. it feels like a stranger to me now, bahhh. tues was the 2.4 and i've nv felt so cold while running before, practically shivering due to the nervousness and the breeze that i got by the seaside. brr. its a wonder how i even got through all that but i'm sure glad its over. =) finished 2nd again and i feel im cursed. =( every year i'd be soo close to 1st but nv get it. argh oh wells, be contented with wad u have, at least it's better den someone who got 5th! =P. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday i went out to watch click with my bro and we sat the couple seat. first time sitting couple seat but there's nothing special bout it though. the show was er, horny and rather touching. its hard to imagine how such a horny show can be so touching but ya it is, my tears couldnt help but drip. ='( oh yah i found out that my one feet is wider than the other cuz only my right feet got blisters but my left feet didnt, its weird and PAIN. stupid heels, but i still like it. hee. i went to the face shop to get eye liner but blur me ended up with a lip liner instead. the packaging was the same!! but i didnt read the prints, i was just concentrating on getting the colour i wanted. argh. so 7.90 is wasted since i dun like to use lip liner, i think i wanna give it to my mum =x. as we were walking, this guy wanted to give me a brochure, normally i would have considered taking it but i looked closely at the brochure, it was on credit cards so i looked up to him trying to hint that i'm not up to age yet. then he opened his mouth and said, miss would u like to consider a credit card? ..... he is so mean, i dun look that old ok, and i really want a credit card but i cant! ah get away man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok so for today, i'll be guai and go math tuition. signing off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-115518252784753149?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115518252784753149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=115518252784753149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115518252784753149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115518252784753149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/08/who-says-i-dun-update-my-blog-i-do-and.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-115486855418102619</id><published>2006-08-06T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T20:49:14.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no tennis for me today =( im gona have to catch up on some work, been watching too much of youtube lately. just addicted to it, since there're sooo many programs to watch on youtube its like never ending! but now i guess i gotta reduce it if not i'll really go crazy hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2.4km run is coming up, haven train cuz too lazy! i think this yr's route is a little different from the previous years, before i run i really must pray and pray to make it! i keep having nightmares about being too breathless and faint halfway during the run cuz its really a long time since i really ran 2.4 leh. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm pleased with my chem and history results. whee. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;argh i really duno wad to update. i'll go study then, cya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-115486855418102619?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-9856873.post-115314364698006354</id><published>2006-07-17T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T21:40:46.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;SOME RANDOM SHOTS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;so we think we really CAN dance!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/676/1600/77898379-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/676/320/77898379-M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;look at kangli behind. and half of yanlin. we're so spas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/676/1600/hee%20td.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/676/320/hee%20td.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;nice try sek, u missed ur face by FAR.. haha.. see im concentrating on lessons ok!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/676/1600/amelia!%20and%20erm%20hannah%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/676/320/amelia%21%20and%20erm%20hannah%20and%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-115314364698006354?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115314364698006354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=115314364698006354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115314364698006354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115314364698006354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-random-shots.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-115313257951588364</id><published>2006-07-17T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T18:36:19.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yay it's gona be tennis lessons soon. i'm a little tired from my tuition but at least now i know how to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;do transformations and the test is gona be peanuts. =X anyway though im tired but at least i'll get to exercise a little, sweat a little get my blood pumping and adrenaline flowing. haha guess the adrenaline part was a little exaggerated. well if i can get my fore hand straightened out like really soon then i may consider taking up tennis as a cca in jc. well, just thinking only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;today was such a slack day! thr wasn't any common test (not really complaining but...) then there was slack eng period and even more slacker chi period. well its high time i start writing my zhuo wen and ying yong wen cuz it's getting a little worrying. i'd really HATE to take chi in jc nxt time, totally sucks. i'd NEVER wanna do any chi orals EVER again. haha pls dun ask me why. its evident. grr. then thr was recess and math. yayness i got 26/30 for the differentiation thingy, and the loss of that 4 marks wasnt because of carelessness or whatever so i feel the marks are justified.oh god i stink now. today thr was nass and ahs c gals match i think the score was 54-29 which is soo surprising. i mean nass actually improved so much and its well quite dangerous for our gals if they continue performing like today. oh come on juniors i wanna see ahs champs! no more mjr or whatever ok! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok lets see, what shld i blog abt today? should toilet papers be white or coloured? bahh random! haha let's talk about teenage icon 2006. today i was reading the teenage mag in class and they had this special edition for the teenage icon ppl and loads of their pictures were there. so yeah i expected some pretty ladies and charming hunks, it was a little disappointing but not as disappointing as one very SPECIAL contestant. she was like double a normal girl's size and had this obnoxious make up on her face and she looked terribly messed up. i mean she was one of the selected contestants u noe! come on, even nana looks better than her dude!! just feel that the judges are so screwed up, yeah well mayb she has really good singing skills and talents but they shld just let her get into the first few rounds but to reach such a late stage is really urghh.. i mean teenage icon man, dun ruin the whole competition! oh mann i sound like a bitch rite? but it's really true u noe. boo. so, every sub must have two sides of the story rite? so i cannot just diss her all the way like that huh. well yeah her courage shld be credited to her and her determination to prove that ANYONE is eligible to be in that competition. =S argh shyt im getting meaner.. haha okay the topic shall end here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i've to go get a bath to freshen up, so slpy! i'll write back soon. real soon i guess. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-115313257951588364?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115313257951588364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=115313257951588364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115313257951588364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115313257951588364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/07/yay-its-gona-be-tennis-lessons-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-115289103966128732</id><published>2006-07-14T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T23:30:39.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;prelims are coming soon. its time to start working buddies, no more slacking mans. basically my life has revolved around tuition tuition more tuition, school and sleep. have been feeling so tired out lately because of the lessons in school. oh yah and i've recently picked up tennis as a er hobby? so i've been having lessons for one night of the week and i play with my aunt and mum on another night of the week. so yeah u can imagine just how tired i would be for school the next day, not to mention the countless tests that we would have during the week. argh just pray that i can really survive through the prelims and hopefully the o levels. yikes! it just seems so near already, and i thought i would nv have to take o levels. time passes so quickly though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;argh my bro is so not hygienic! his shit is stuck in my toilet bowl. and i've flushed it like a million times and its still stuck. its awfully long and huge and i cant even imagine someone shitting out such a huge dung. looks like an enlarged dog shit. grrr and it gives off this terrible smell. my mum is doing some rescue job right now. she just peeked into my room to tell me that its really huge. argh pls bro handle ur shit properly alright!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;to the person who tagged, well no, im not interested in having sex with u so like go get a life alright. for one i duno who on earth you are, moreover u certainly seem desperate huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i've to go get ready for another hectic week, not many more weeks to go anyway. argh, that sounds bad.. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-115289103966128732?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115289103966128732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=115289103966128732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115289103966128732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/115289103966128732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/07/prelims-are-coming-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114878485098365104</id><published>2006-05-28T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T10:54:10.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday was like the most exciting day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ever! went for a photoshoot at "naughty by nature" studio somewhere near boat quay. i was a little apprehensive at first because i've never been for a photoshoot and normally the studios are those secluded deserted places where its rather dangerous. but when i reached there, the interior design was wow, and the people there were really cool. the whole place was quite artistically designed. =) my image consultant met up with me at the waiting area and explained all the nitty gritties. i could have to costume and make up changes and two times of shoot and the first shoot would be a casual shot with whatever i was wearing at that time. damn, i should have wore something nicer, i tot they would give me the clothes they had but oh wells, it turned out not bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;when i went into the makeup room, it was another wow for me, because there were like so many hair stylists and make up artists around, and they were all busy doing the hair and make up for people. it was like busy busy busy! haha. i sat down at a station and this makeup stylist started trimming my brows and doing my make up. i didnt noe make up could take SUCH a long time. she put on like very very thick make up but i guess it doesnt look that thick on photos. after that i went to the er, studio to start taking some warm up pics. the photographer was ok, just that he kinda left me more or less on my own. he just briefly showed me den i had to follow his pose, but i dun even noe how to do it correctly, but he just snapped quickly anyway. at first i was to keep smiling in every picture and it really doesnt look nice becuz of my braces so i told them can i NOT smile? they said its up to me and so for the next photo shoot they wanted me to wear rock/punk clothes. leather skirt and this furry overcoat or something but the overcoat was too loose for me so they asked me to take out and wear a tube. =x at least the up side of this was that i actually tried on this vv long boots, cool =) the hair and make up this round was fantastic, they gave me really dark eyes and my hair was like standing in the front and everything else clipped behind. i really liked that look!! the second shoot was, muchh cooler den the first because it comprised of more artistic shots. there was this bench where i had to put my leg on top of it, but my skirt was SHORT. they wanted me to do that but i just couldnt, the photographer and image consultant were guys! damn. so for the more sexy shots, they gave me a chair where i sat on it the other way round and put my legs at the two sides. in the photo it looks like i wasnt wearing anything becuz the chair was covering whatever i was wearing. that photo can NEVER be shown to my dad, he'll flip!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i really liked the shoot, so fun. after the shoot i went to the viewing gallery to choose my two photos! argh, i took over 50 succesful shots and i could onli choose 2! argh, man.. but anyway it wasnt the photos that really mattered, though i really wanted to keep the others.. arghh.. but the experience really rocked and so, the photos were secondary cuz i can always take them again. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well had some unhappiness with my dad about yesterday but its okay now. =x. it was a fruitful experience and my time was spent well. yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;nowadays im really like not involved in my family, it's always my dad and bro doing stuff together and i always dun really join them. and i also like dun really join my friends anymore, i duno whats wrong with me lah, i also duno what i'm doing all day. just by myself, and all. is that wad i really want? i kinda dun wanna stay in the house anymore, i really dun la becus... aiyer i just wanna leave them to do their own stuff. gosh. i'm hungry, gona grab some food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114878485098365104?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114878485098365104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114878485098365104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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feel like everyone is trying to give in to me. i wana go prom means they have to go and i'm like forcing them to pay that $75, to go to some event which they dun like. n i'm so selfish cause whatever i wan i must get that kinda thing. anyway im repenting. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dun wish to see them shouting at each other. 3 1/2 yrs of classmate, why must quarrel till like that? pls tell me its just a spur of the moment thing and that this will blow over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've changed lots huh. i just hope i've not changed till nobody recognizes me. the ugliness of my character, the selfishness of my desires, this is so unlike me in the past. but.. gradually it starts to cover up the usual me. anyone? knock some sense into me pls, it'll b greatly appreciated, i need someone to scream into my face, telling me to stop bitching. i need it like sometime now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5 = 17. great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pressed under circumstances which disallows me to reveal my true feelings. hope the world understands. at least someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114864490892998511?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114864490892998511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114864490892998511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114864490892998511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114864490892998511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/05/blows-dust-away.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114542070045068052</id><published>2006-04-19T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T12:25:00.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wagged sch today. haven been blogging cuz i dun have the mood, anyway the exam fever is on and gona start pia-ing from now tho its a little late for mid yr. nvm, do my best lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dean looks cool ya? tho she has a gf, but.. oh wells. xing fu de yi dui, kan le ye kai xin ba. 1000 regrets cuz i didnt tk a pic w her. promise to myself if i ever get to see her one more time i must pluck up enough courage to tk pic. okay. back to my books.&lt;div 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x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114476803105463596</id><published>2006-04-11T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:07:11.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stab my heart, let it bleed and leave a scar i'll never forget.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'd nv wanna forget this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114476803105463596?l=ahswinterangel.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-9856873.post-114433003789505864</id><published>2006-04-06T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T21:27:17.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so sorry team.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;promise i'll nv bail out again. i've always tot i'm always the outcast of the team becuz i play the worst, but sometimes its the morale on court that matters and i guess that was what was lacking. we were off form again today. i sat on the bench and kept blaming and blaming myself. why am i sick? at least i can contribute a little, block some people, touch some rebounds, just something! i totally hate the feeling of helplessness on the bench, and i can tell jiang shen is damn disappointed with me. i dont even dare to look at him in the eye already. but well, i've learnt my lesson and i'm determined to get well by tmr, beat the crap out of unity with the team. yes! no more defeat, victory all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not going to sch tmr and just purely gona rest and slp till the match and then i'll go play. dont wanna take anymore chances already, and most of all, i really pray that i'll be more than fine to enjoy my birthday bash tmr. i'm really grateful for all the sms that were sent while i was sprawled on the bed just now, it kinda motivated me and i'm touched for all ur concern. -weeps- okay its not that bad, i'm exaggerating just a little. but yes, i'm still touched. thank u all. and thanx to ling and nana for helping me organize and plan the party, i'll b sure to haf a rolling time tmr. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm so excited for tmr!! yay-ness. partaye partaye time. wish everyone would have the same happiness. and plus, i noe and i noe that we're gona win tmr's match so we shall have a double celebration. whee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;just to let u noe, i'm finally able to eat again. feel MUCH beta after the med and trip to the docs. he just has this healing touch and everytime i get out of the clinic i always feel 10x better. my temp reached 39.5 just now b4 seeing the doc, bt after i came back, i'm muchh beta. =) it was prescribed as a stomach flu and apparently i'm not supposed to exercise for nxt 3 days, but as i've said, i'll nv bail out again. i'm gona rest and get well! trust me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;alright then, taking no chances, i shall go have my med and slp till tmr and i'll be well and ready to go. =) see ya ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114433003789505864?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114433003789505864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114433003789505864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114433003789505864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114433003789505864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-sorry-team.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114389997086536637</id><published>2006-04-01T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T21:59:30.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;first of all, its APRIL FOOLS' DAY! okayy nothing much to be celebrated.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but, its finally april which means that a special day is coming soon.. ahem ahem.. coughs coughs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, our second round grouping is not that bad, jurong, manjusri and unity. this is the order which we are playing. praying hard that we can be on form for all the matches and move on to top 4. then we can have a memorable last year bball overseas trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;actually i have quite alot of things to blog about but i dunno where to start, its been about a week since i've updated and this week has actually been rather hectic. wed was yanlin's birthday and also assumption english's match which we oh so horribly lost by 2 points. the other main players cried like shit because they played really hard lar but still lost by abit. however that defeat isnt the end, it ended up quite gd because our second round grouping aint that bad. after the match, the team looks like they have more confidence of reaching top 4 because assumption english is supposedly the strongest team and would probably get champs this year. so the fact that we could come close to them just proves that we have a fighting chance. =) yeahh. there's hope!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;after the match we went to parkway fish and co to have dinner with yanlin. took pics, ate nice fish but lousy rice, had laughter. hope she had a lovely sweet sixteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;whats all this about people unable to tell apart bungs and gals. hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;mid yrs are coming soon, gotta buck up. get the move on. but tonite, i just feel so much like slacking after all the training and tuition i had the whole day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ah no mood to blog anymore, too many chat logs going on. tmr is campus superstar finals. gota catch it.. geraldine! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114389997086536637?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114389997086536637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114389997086536637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114389997086536637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114389997086536637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-of-all-its-april-fools-day-okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114338773226217443</id><published>2006-03-26T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T19:44:21.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just don't love you no more.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;thanx cheng for all the songs u sent to me. u rock. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i went shopping that day and tried on practicaly all the skirts available in pure milk and ended up buying none of them. =x. heh, bet that girl was kind of pissed, but those skirts really were so long. makes me look fat, just saying that i am NOT okay. but at least i bought a top, brown, sweet-- me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;on top of that bought blossomz skirt plus got a free shirt. coolness. so yeah i am glad. moods are rather high. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tightened my braces. pain. but i'm stil eating. plus i think i gained a little teeny weeny bit of weight based on the stupid weighing scale. no fair. -pouts-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my butt is aching! cant find a way to stretch the muscle there so its really irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;currently waiting for the countdown on power 98 to reach no. 1. hits are not bad so far but, still don't have the song i wanna listen to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;blogging is so taxing. i wasnt tired at first but after typing a few lines i feel so tired. haha. i still have chemistry to finish studying, comtemplating whether practising tys questions right now is worth it. because i have a yearning to watch vcd. watching this hong kong serial about hairstylists and all, quite nice. yeahh i know, hong kong serial right? but come on, its realy not bad you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm just a little note to someone. maybe u feel that home isnt a place for you anymore, but there's no other place that truly makes you belong. so however pissed u are with the situation at home, always remember that parents still love you no matter how much they scold u. i kinda understand a bit of the situation lar, though not completely. but i'll be there to listen to ur complains. including the vulgarities!! haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114338773226217443?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114338773226217443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114338773226217443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114338773226217443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114338773226217443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-just-dont-love-you-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114321535863259416</id><published>2006-03-24T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T23:49:18.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;n im so sick of love songs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tightened my braces today, not the most exciting thing of the century but my dentist says that my teeth will be all aligned by tmr. yayness. despite the fact that ppl say i look cuter with messy teeth but, nah, straight teeth is definitely a better choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh man the hits on 98 suck today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;match yesterday rocked a little, probably cuz we won quite easily. but then again, getting hit by ppl is inevitable for me yet again. but oh wells, part of the game. nothing particularly interested about the match, kinda like routine stuff u do every match so yeah. but the bus ride back was the worst time man. stupid juniors keep bullying me, throwing my tigger around and saying my NOSE is BIG! it is NOT trueee!!!!! my angel nv help me, si ba zhang nv help me, twin was sleeping, all the sisters turned against poor me. =( n even stupid pear! stupid nana, i wun forget what u did okay, still try to act innocent. so in the end i didnt get to slp on the bus. =( i shall not get bullied at training tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;digital fortress is not a bad pick. hoping to read finish by this weekend, wanna see how the story falls in place. might do a summary thing here after i read, this is to improve english. hAHAH! im like such a nerd. i actually follow wad naggy chew says, do a review on books that u read. haha. okay den, i'll be off to savour the contents. slurpp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114321535863259416?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114321535863259416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114321535863259416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114321535863259416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114321535863259416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/n-im-so-sick-of-love-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114303130726940757</id><published>2006-03-22T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:41:47.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;im soo bored. liberate me from this boredom someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;chocx.. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;doesnt anybody come to my blog now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114303130726940757?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114303130726940757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114303130726940757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114303130726940757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114303130726940757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-soo-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114287373092469010</id><published>2006-03-21T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T00:55:30.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;why must we learn chinese?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;just cant seem to find any meaning in learning it. i totally suck at it leh. pretty worried bout the o levels. at first i tot passing hcl would be not as hard but now come to think about it, its really not easy to even pass and i so totally do NOT wanna study chinese in jc. that would make life even sad. right? and it doesnt really help that i happen to have the lousiest chinese teacher in the entire world which by the way tells us that the only way to improve our standard is to improve our standard by ourselves. i mean like come on, he has to start moving and do something to salvage this wreck that he made! the wreck happens to be me just to let u know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my bill just came. 1004 msg. thats something gd and something bad. the gd thing is that its not as bad as i thought it would be? but the bad thing is that i've to fork out some money to pay the outstanding bills. my call time was lik 900 mins?! but it was mostly incoming minutes. but like 900 mins? thats rather cool. i've nv gotten to 900 mins b4. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;there's a match against zhonghua tmr. i cant say that im excited or anything about it as much as i want to. cant find any reason to be excited about it and i haf no idea why! maybe because i'll be going to the match with a YELLOW towel. that happens to be our team towel man. and why yellow? why not like green or purple? something less ahem, attention seeking? =Pp. i noe nana is so gona kill me when she reads this. -hides- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;thats all for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;+ turned off by the very sick idea. + &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114287373092469010?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114287373092469010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114287373092469010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114287373092469010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114287373092469010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-must-we-learn-chinese-just-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114278780830739394</id><published>2006-03-20T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T01:03:28.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some ppl v copy cat lehhh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dun wan do homework!!! i haf 6 more hrs b4 going to sch. deciding whether i shld even slp today. just finished maths which is not bad, but my ss is realli half-studied only. i summarized the first chap in 3 lines. thats stupid cuz tmr is structured essay which im so sure im gona flunk real bad. lord please help me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. amen amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i haf faith i haf faith, tmr wun fail tmr wun fail. ahhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;geraldine really rocks, listened to her jie tuo the whole nite le.. swoons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm hungry again. =x. i just had cereals but it really sucks, dun taste nice. wanna change brand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chocs anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry sf, i totally forgot bout u leh. i tot u'll come online den i explain to u buden u nv come and i was too occupied pia-ing ss and homework. but at least u did ask others for help. promise next time i'll help u! =) swit dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time to chiong zhuo wen. my chinese ROCKS! thanx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114278780830739394?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114278780830739394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114278780830739394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114278780830739394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114278780830739394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/some-ppl-v-copy-cat-lehhh.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114276060219879491</id><published>2006-03-19T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T17:30:02.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i meant to update yesterday but was too tired. anyway yesterday was 4a's gathering at xt's house, but well i shAll not comment on the whole event. hehe. btw, xt's bro's bed was rather comfy. smiles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tmr sch is starting already, aww that truly sucks to the core. i've tests which are unstudied, hw undone, things undone. i'm SUPPOSED to be grounded and spend time to finish all the work. however, i've just been spending the grounded time chatting online and blogging. other than that would have to be basketball, so wells, this concludes my ENTIRE march hols, the supposedly most relaxing hols. in june, it'll be full fledged studying and burying my head in bookSS. so well, i guess its over and no point mulling over my stupidity of pushing homework to the last day AGAIN. its supposed to be a routine hol thing that i stay home on the last day of hols to finish up whatever i work i pushed back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i kinda wanna eat chocs now, finished all those edible in my room, except for the ones nana gave. that has to be SLOWLy eaten. expensive chocs heh. supply of sweets running out too. boo ness. im sucha pig huh. oh ya and i just realized that i'm still as fair as ever. my tanning DID not work, i gotta go tan again someday. yes n i shall change my toe nail polish colour as it was commented to be an AH MA's colour. fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my day has been tiring enough as it is and now i've to go study for tmr's test plus do the hw which i did not complete on fri? hehe yeps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114276060219879491?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114276060219879491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114276060219879491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114276060219879491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114276060219879491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-meant-to-update-yesterday-but-was.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114259003635330826</id><published>2006-03-17T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T18:07:16.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just came back from tanning myself downstairs at my pool. phew finally i'm a LITTLE tanner and look less sickly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ya i noe, its weird. i cant attend training but i can go tanning. well u see last nite i went to bed at 9pm in hope to get enough slp so that i could train AND tan myself today. however i ended up turning in bed the WHOLE nite and i really mean the whole nite. i haf no idea why i couldnt slp either but soon twas 4am that i got up and read memoirs of a geisha. i read it till 5am? den i tried to slp AGAIN. but i just couldnt. by then i was exhausted and totally drained of energy. my head was damn pain and i continued to lie on the bed till 8am? den i msg-ed ling to tell her that i cant attend training. not in that kinda state. uh uh no way. i lied on the bed till about 9am and thats probably the time when i fell asleep. my mum on the aircon for me and i could slp. grrr if only i had tried that earlier. but i guess the whole thing happened because of my over obsession with math tuition yesterday. i stayed extra time to do more math and this is wad happens. thats just a guess only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways. YES i do look tanner now that i look carefully at my arm. my wish for the hols is fulfilled i can finally do my work in PEACE. hehe. i do hope i can go for tmr's 4a gathering at xt's hse. though going thr would be nothing new anymore but kinda the only time that i can hang out with people besides bballers. =) so yea, im gona try to persuade her? and so im gona be a gd lil gal and do my work tonite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aim: finish all chem tuition hw tonite + do finish my sch math hw by tonite too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;therefore i can conclude that i would only haf chinese compo and chemistry worksheets left to do. thats very gd. jia you amelia! u can do it! -hyper-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nanny mcphee! i wan watch! argh but thats something quite impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay time to do work. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114259003635330826?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114259003635330826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114259003635330826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114259003635330826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114259003635330826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-just-came-back-from-tanning-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114225936934941153</id><published>2006-03-13T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:16:09.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;tmr class outing to escape!!! yayy!! im so excited bout it becuz.. i CANT GO! haii i know my posts these days are getting rather naggy becuz everyday im complaining about the stuff dat i'm disallowed to do. but. really feel so left out. just because i did something wrong and this is the price i've to pay. i promised tingx last week that i could accompany her to wild wild wet. oh wait is that my mum calling? hold on. okay. anyway just feel bad that i broke my promise. sorry tingx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i kinda realise that i've not been spending time with the 2gers recently and probably only talk to sek and all. i also duno why i feel so apart from the rest, just cant seem to fit into the group anymore. realize that i'd rather spend time alone and all, i dun understand why either. hai this is a bad sign. well nvm, bottom line is that everyone should enjoy themselves tmr, enjoy ur damn freedom. wth. this feeling sucks lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today after training i was metaphorically speaking lugged back home by my mum. hate it u noe. im like a kid. sent to classes den after class my mum will come on time to pick me home. i cant even get to shoot abit more or just hang out. may seem like a small thing, but well, its something i can hardly do. its like im ALWAYS scheduled for something, tuition, lunch and the likes of it. some ppl think it's really cool to be all catered for, well there are pros and cons. so anyone wanna trade? just for a week and i'll stil be happier than i am now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yuan lai wo zhi shi tu ran lei le.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i ought to be contented, thats what pastor preached last sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;zhi zu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;failing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bought makeup today. thats probably the only upside of today. that i actually bought something. plus one more thing is that i sent my phone in for repair. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chemistry. currently killing me. i'll try to get some meaning into it. later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114225936934941153?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114225936934941153/comments/default' 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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-9856873.post-114214252082578970</id><published>2006-03-12T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T13:48:40.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haii feel damn sucky now. recently its been a downhill for me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im really sucha overprotected kid. i'm being restricted on the friends i make, the books i read, the music i listen to, the language i speak. i mean, im considered only half a human this way aint i? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dun appreciated being hurt by wad my dad says. i cant even dribble the ball properly, ya so wad? its my problem. its true, im not as skilled in sports as my dad but at least my attitude is right, i dun skip training for nothing unlike what my parents always ask me to do. and ultimately its the development of my character from training that truly matters and the skills i acquire from training are secondary. so whats the big deal? true, i cant dribble the damn ball but u noe what? at least i do try to play my best despite the fact that my physique is totally not suitable for bball. i dont have to be constantly reminded at how i suck at bball, instead i need some encouragement of some sort. if u dun haf any den buzz off my life man. i live it well on my own, without ur stupid critisismSS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll blog back later.. besides, i'll be home the whole day. wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114214252082578970?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-9856873.post-114209764441681692</id><published>2006-03-12T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T01:20:44.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;darn it.. lost the finals.but feel the pressure, we're gona bounce right baq. bounce baq higher den u can ever imagine. this we promise. ur in for a tougher fight the next time we meet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;results weren't so bad. but im grounded. i've been a bitch. i deserve whatever im reaping now and i hope never to make such a mistake again. gota use the hols to repay for my "debts". well who's to say whats fair or unfair, i just know that i've been such a bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;overprotected.thats so true in my case. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"anyway how often will you get to go out now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is so true mum. thanx shit loads. thanx for making my life miserable. i'm supposed to wake up and be more sensible and understand that she means well but i just cant. i haf such an overprotected life which makes it miserable. i'm just a gal with no life. one that's gona be stuck home for many days. for this, i swear i'll nv forget this -- i have a sad and miserable life, at least for this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;stab me hard. i nid the pain to feel alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114182259346252876</id><published>2006-03-08T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T01:11:47.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;darn it bungs..&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/9856873-114182259346252876?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114182259346252876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the pink panther.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;what a laugh i had today. its really funny, you shld try to catch it some time. well at least i would rather have a gd laugh then hide behind my bag watching final destination 3. for those who watched it today, hope you did enjoy the gruesome-ness. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tmr is the match against dunman high, at least it's something to look forward to. finally can play against my pri school friends, it'll be rather fun, i guess? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;geraldine from campus superstar is so shuai can? i wonder what she'll wear next week cause she's not supposed to dress like how she currently is. mayb she'll wear a skirt? but isn't it weird for a butch to wear a skirt? haha. looking forward to see what she'll wear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh nothing to update today, so boring. hope tmr will be a more interesting one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114104787341069457?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114104787341069457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114104787341069457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;im left with 4 songs in my computer. pathetic me suffering from music withdrawel symptoms. i miss my itunes in the past which had lik wad 600 over song and now its reduced by 150 times. so i've been repeating those songs for the whole night. cant get them outta my head right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i can't make u love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i didnt mean to fall in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;history is killing me. taking me by my collar and strangling me. pulling out a knife from its pocket and slashing cuts on my neck. arghh. -sweat- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont think i'll wag school tmr, i mean come on, its ONLY history sbq, what harm could it do right? i'll leave the wagging to another day. i'm thinking whr should i go tmr after school. go home study? go shopping? library? yeah. or stadium. oh yahx, rach's coming over tmr for bedok south match. but im seriously in need of another book to read, feel so bored with nothing to do at home when my internet is not working. i'm currently typing on my brother's com cause my stupid com does not hav wireless. boo my com!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;let what happened on thurs not repeat itself else it'll only bring embarrassment to 3 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i finished the whole packet of poifull! i need more. addiction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i watched i not stupid 2 on fri night with my family. i noe i'm rather laggy but i must comment that its really touching and jack neo is really an inspiration to me. he basically touches on the theme of parent's negligence towards teenager's voices and ya its true that its a pressing problem in singapore. the way he localises the show and brings across the message is something I would want to achieve if let's say i have a chance to become like him. it does make a difference to people's mindsets and would touch people's hearts. i feel that that itself is a joy. also, the character blogs because thats the only way of voicing out his thoughts. and thats what i'm doing!lamee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;friendster is a very gd way of communicating huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay that was very random. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;alright then, enough of random-ness and more of revision. im going back to my history and hopefully do some math. see ya around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114096781540561600?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114096781540561600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114096781540561600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114096781540561600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114096781540561600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/history-minded.html' title='history-minded'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114070456469748131</id><published>2006-02-23T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T22:22:44.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im dead beat now. so tired. training didnt rock today. trained with c div people, which meant there were loads of us using half court and we practically had a traffic jam under the rim. my play didnt rock today either, find that i cannot shoot from outside anymore plus i'm always so apprehensive about shooting in front of a tall person. this has to end. if not i can nv be able to play with manjusri people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after seeing manjusri's play today, my confidence in getting zonal champs has somehow wavered a little. their play was steady, calm, and accurate. this is in contrary to ahs's play. we're rash, speed-lovers, and attack minded. i find that we often try our best to attack fast however we lax alot on our defence. that has got to change before we play the finals. oh ya, and if it is possible, our team players should really try to grow taller!! its such a great disadvantage! my angel~ u must get well before the finals and i pray that ur ankle will recover to be better than before and we can clinch the title..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;poiful.. munch munch... yoghurt flavour.. yumms~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahhh mann.. im supposed to be sticking to my diet rite? the one where i shld eat less of everything but not starve myself to death? and here i am munching on poiful gummies. noo. the devil inside of me is tempting me to eat. i shall not give in. lose weight lose weight lose weight!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've to go shopping tmr if possible, my mum's birthday is coming and i've not gotten her present yet! that's really sad. its in two days time and im cracking my head thinking what to buy. any suggestions? well i doubt so since nobody comes here anymore. and its such a miracle to see me updating my blog 3 days in a row! maybe i should get her perfume, jewelery? makeup is definitely out cause she bought loads in korea. arghh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yawnns. my eye lids are getting heavy. i think there's a family outing tmr nite for dinner+movie. well its been long enough since we had a proper meal together and watch a movie, not saying that i'm missing it or something. just dun feel exhilarated or anything for that matter. looking forward to tmr's "shopping for mummy's present" and "family outing" programme tmr. \ 0.0 / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;early night to everyone. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114070456469748131?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114070456469748131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114070456469748131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114070456469748131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114070456469748131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-dead-beat-now.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-114062502316356442</id><published>2006-02-23T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T00:17:03.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad mood..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wth, all my data in this com's deleted thanx to my mum.. she reformatted the com and now everything is gone.. all my hard work of editing is GONE.. thanx and apparently its MY fault.. yeah well so wth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;matrices, permutations and combinations, binomial theorem.. their my worst enemies currently.. i dun seem to understand my enemies.. their too complicated.. arghh god, pls send me a tutor.. please please please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;life is unpredictable, take it as it comes, im sure ur father is in better hands.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my dieting did not work today, i ate potato chips, couldnt resist the temptation.. boo =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;currently working on reading a chinese novel, just bought it from popular today, re lian de di pan wo zhuo zhu. its weird reading a chinese novel but u noe, im determined to improve my two languages by leaps and bounds. that explains my recent reading of newspapers and books. it has gotta improve since the languages are supposed to be important to me. as for math, lets just say i'll leave it on the waiting list. hehx. lord, pls help me in tmr's test. may all the answers come to me.. =Pp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shopping really improves ones mood. tested and proven. period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im gona finish up the book today, its getting really exciting.. squeals. =) gd nite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114062502316356442?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-9856873.post-114054247177610038</id><published>2006-02-22T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T01:21:11.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unsleepable..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;greatness.. slept from 7.30 to 11 and ended up missing my 9pm show.. boo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cant get to slp rite now, damn.. yet feel a little floaty and all.. what's wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;staring at my amath textbook which im supposedly supposed to study for my test, however the more i stare at it, the more i wonder what on earth am i learning binomial theorem for? so stupid.. i mean the math, not me.. dohh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i have this burning desire to lose at least 4 more kg before june hols, gotta keep my weight below 50.. 47kg is the weight that i wan, im FAT! arghh.. work hard at it, eat more fruits, more veggie, less meat, less rice.. plus i seriously need some tan in my skin, i look sickly and weak with such white skin.. just cant find the time to go tan myself PROPERLY.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wan watson's new pink shaver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;do i look lik a les to u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;m i a notti notti girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gosh, its like forever since i went to dare..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just some random thoughts that flashed by.. i mean this whole post ARE random stuff.. im SOO bored.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;watching match tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sick bballers pls get well soon, i dun wanna see yall so sad and i miss everyone's insults at me! haha.. cp dun cry anymore, hugx.. my slow angel.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ahs vs sac: 77-35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not the best score, not an acceptable score though.. nvm, angel pls get well soon, we need all the help we can get.. =).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;handshakes with sac players really amused me.. so many diff variations that its so weird. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont like me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i cant even stand myself doh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sleeping really soon, thoughts are getting blurer and blurer.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;stressing point: LOSE WEIGHT....... FAST! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gd nite to the world.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-114054247177610038?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114054247177610038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=114054247177610038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114054247177610038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/114054247177610038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/unsleepable.html' title='unsleepable..'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-113885299779740217</id><published>2006-02-02T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T12:03:17.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cutest doggie eva!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/676/640/IMG_1565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/676/320/IMG_1565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-113885299779740217?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113885299779740217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=113885299779740217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/113885299779740217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/113885299779740217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/cutest-doggie-eva.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-113885284274856308</id><published>2006-02-02T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T12:00:42.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my very "big" family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/676/640/IMG_1562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/676/320/IMG_1562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-113885284274856308?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113885284274856308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=113885284274856308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/113885284274856308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/113885284274856308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-very-big-family.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-113885269517617652</id><published>2006-02-02T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T11:58:15.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are we in china?!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/676/640/IMG_1557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/676/320/IMG_1557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-113885269517617652?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113885269517617652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=113885269517617652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/113885269517617652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/113885269517617652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/are-we-in-china.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-113885245342814160</id><published>2006-02-02T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T11:54:13.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we're trying to box ourselves up!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/676/640/IMG_1541.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; 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today's supposed to be packed with tests, e math and bio and supposedly english if thr was eng today so missing sch today means i gota retake these tests another day.. actually not very favourable but still, i've got today to study for them.. i think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;anyway since i've got the time i shall update bout my cny ya? spent it in malaysia.. whee? not really, cause i was already a little sick there.. =( i didnt leave at an unearthly hour in the end cause my mum was still busy packing, getting ready the new year goodies to bring thr and all so we left about 10am, went to some coffee shop that's opp broadrick sec and ate LOADSSS... like 1/2 roasted chicken, 1/2 white chicken, 2 plates of fried kuay teow, fishball soup, duck.. its alot alrite! but my brother was thr so we almost finished up everything.. =x but that was just the start of my eating spree.. hehx.. then we started off our journey by car which all i can remember is sleeping and listening to my ipod the whole journey! anyway so when we reached times square.. [btw to divert a little, its this shopping centre with like 10 levels and the remaining lik 40 levels on top are apartments. so we have an apartment there] we put down our stuff and went downstairs to buy movie tickets for the next night since we had nothing to do.. we decided on "fearless" the jet li show.. wasnt too excited bout it lahx, isnt really my cup of tea.. that night we went over to my grandfather's house for reunion dinner and i must say that every year, the spread of food is simply gigantic.. so i ate ate ate AGAIN! after that my cousins and uncle+ brother watched csi, which i was like so totally not interested in so i talked to my auntie with my mum about like what course i wanna further in future and all and seriously right now, its still a blur to me as to what sub and what career i would wanna venture in.. my aunt is this woman who has everything planned out for her daughters and sometimes i really pity them cause they just have to follow whatever she has planned for them and their like forced to like whatever my aunt chooses for them.. which i think is totally crap. come on its ur own life. lead it ur way. not ur mum's! im so glad my mum isnt really exactly like her. phew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;nxt morn was cny itself. dressed up for the occasion, took lotsa pictures w my family [their actually quite vain too!] den we left for my grand father's house.. it was time for my dad to gif us OUR ang bao rite? but instead, he gave us each a paper with questions and we were supposed to answer it and the number of right answers determined the amt of money we were gona get.. the questions were all abt our family, like birthdates, my granddad's full name, my dad's company, my mum's fav food, their anniversary and all.. which i did better than my bro cuz he cant remember all the dates. that was supposedly paper 2.. paper 1 was like essay question where we were supposed to write " my greetings to dad and mum" so i just sucked up and all.. putting all those nice nice words in.. in the end i got 20 for paper 1 and 70 for paper 2.. sounds to exam-ish rite? so that was worth $90.. so little rite? but that wasnt all, the bigger ang bao was $500 given to us.. wheee.. now thats what im talking about mans.. thanks dad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;actually thats probably the happening things these few days already, the rest of the time we were just slacking and watching dvds. didnt get to shop much cause the shops were closed for cny!! -sobx- but i bought pink shoes and pink sun glasses.. yayyx.. haha.. okay i shall stop here, i think i wanna study bio now.. tata~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-113884978225031653?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113884978225031653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=113884978225031653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/113884978225031653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/113884978225031653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/sick-at-home.html' title='...&quot;sick&quot; at home_`'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-113838225624478011</id><published>2006-01-27T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T01:17:36.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`_juz blogging...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;totally bored.. juz bored... have nothing to type about.. was juz wondering why does everyone blog? i mean nowadays ppl's posts are like a few sentences only and arent updated everyday so it doesnt even give a day to day reflection so wad on earth is blogging for?  mayb its just to blog about why we're blogging? geez, its so weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so screwed. had training right after the "new year celeb". practiced on breaking manjuri's and CCHS's formation and i hope we'll be fine..  i shld just be awarded with " the most fashionable girl" award.. i wore my girly slippers with basketball jersey and walked around in school.. well, ran around probably..  wasnt MY fault that i didnt think that i had to do that last nite, if not i would have worn my addidas shoes to school today.. anyway isit just my opinion that everyday should be casual day? we are a democracy, not communism, wads wif the uniforms!! totally sucky in my uni cause i bought them one size too huge for myself , just in case i grow~ sure mum.. i wonder in what way i'd grow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go for the manicure and pedicure with xt but in the end she said she didnt have money so thr goes my manicure.. haha.. besides, my mum wasnt really keen on letting me do it since i gotta tk it off in like 4 days so its a waste of money.. nvm i'll tell myself, nxt yr, i can just do anything to myself without the teachers breathing down my neck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be leaving for malaysia nxt morn, at an unearthly hour just to avoid the jam.. and guess wad? i've not packed yet.. i totally hate packing cause i haf to bring loadsa stuff which makes it so irritating.. i wish my mummy would pack for me~ smiles sweetly. my ipod would totally hafta follow me mans and i'm determined to read finish narnia.. arghh juz cant get down to finishing the very thick book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway dun miss mi ppl, i will be away till tuess.. muackxx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-113838225624478011?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113838225624478011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=113838225624478011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/113838225624478011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/113838225624478011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/juz-blogging.html' title='`_juz blogging...'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-113768153593514306</id><published>2006-01-19T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T22:38:55.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...aching_`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my arms are aching real bad, all thanks to the best pe teacher in the world... totally the best mans.. 60 incline pull ups are not alot, its like PEAnuts.. rite? i'm SURE everyone agrees with me.. anyways, east zones starts in like, 4 days time but my mood isnt really right yet.. the excitement isn't there yet, probably gotta wait till sunday and the jitters will get to me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;east zones for ahs b boys kicked off today.. it was BORING to watch chai chee get thrashed and felt kinda cheated to sit there thru the whole match.. saw shiyang today and gosh soo gayy haha.. the hairband and all.. felt tempted to go up and exchange hairbands with him.. how can he look chio-er than me?! nooo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;went for facial at century square today and man it was torturous.. i mean its meant to be like comfortable and enjoyable and relaxing and all but that wasnt the case for me.. the mask practically almost killed me, it was too minty smelling that it hindered my breathing and i stupidly opened my eyes for awhile and i guess the paste slipped into my eyes and it hurt realy bad.. the rest of the time there was this stinging feeling and i lied there for god knows how long before she actually came back into the room to remove the mask.. by then my eyes were like swollen and red.. =( thats not a very enjoyable experience.. after that my mum got her to trim my brows, i was kinda apprehensive at first because i heard it really hurt the first time.. but she said she was gona use the blade to trim and not pluck so it didnt hurt AT ALL.. yayy.. but my brows dun look lik it was trimmed cuz its still rather thick as the lady explained that students shouldnt have too thin eyebrows.. nvm at least i got it for free.. btw, she commented that i had a lovely nose ok! so my dear juniors and friends, the big nnnn is not for nothing ok!! =Pp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im determined to get nokia 7370, its like soo classy ok! carvings and etchings totally rock.. but stupid singtel doesnt sell it at a promotion price so it sucks.. argh, shall beg my mum day and night about it till she agrees.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well thats about it for today, feel so sleepy and all.. haven been slping well for past few nights.. god knows why.. ciaoo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-113768153593514306?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113768153593514306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=113768153593514306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/113768153593514306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/113768153593514306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/aching.html' title='...aching_`'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-113527007467616054</id><published>2005-12-23T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:47:54.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`_goshh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;screammmss... i'm like finally updatingg.. goshhh.. this feels weird lah, but i guess everyone doesnt even come here to read anymore but oh wells, feeling pretty bored at the moment so juz type some crap in..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;christmas is finally coming again and i'm oh so NOT prepared for it.. haven bot presents and all for peeps yet.. i'll probably try to squeeze some time in tml. its been like how many months since i updated, really didnt haf the mood to type even crap in cuz too many things happening alr, so if i gotta update everything den it'll be rather time consuming.. yuppx, so i shall do MAJOR summary.. from the time hols started, i kinda had a chalet marathon. 3 chalets straight, 3a chalet followed by bball chalet and rounded up by 2go4 chalet.. that was quite tiring, but memorable cuz i guess this time nxt yr, i'll probably haf wrecked nerves and sweaty palms, sitting in the exam hall taking my o's.. urghh, is this for real? i'm gone be 16.. SIXTEEN, people.. its weird cuz i dun feel at al like sixteen.. i wanna be lik 14? yeahh. anyways, sec sch's gona end pretty soon, kinda happie but at the same time feeling weird.. well, oki, normal life resumed before i started my overseas and camp marathons.. first went off to perth to haf an AWESOME time w the best family in auzz, the chewies.. i mean lik wad can u expect after missing them for 2 yrs? had an ok-ok time, wasnt wad i expected but its fine though.. did SOME shopping.. SOME ONLI.. not alot.. hehx.. played bball, since there's a hoop in their garage. came back and went for dare camp.. -squeals- wasnt all that happiness there.. well shall not really go into dat subject, its rather sensitive and all.. felt REALLY bogged down after the camp, when i'm in fact SUPPOSED to be recharged and gungho and all.. ahh forget it.. had best room mates tho' clarice serene and rach.. and wad happened at camp will juz be between us four.. ya? after dare camp was hong kong trip w bballers, actually didnt expect much out of it, but kinda had realll fun.. when i'm not expecting fun, dat's when fun comes knocking on my door.. juniors and all were really fun and all.. exCLUDING the NNNNN... joke.. sTePh.. sToP laughing at me!! i'm proud of me NNNN.. okkk.. and nana is SUCHA loserr.. everyday slp at 12? oh mann everyone say it with me.. L... O... S... E... R... dats nana's nickname.. uh huh it is.. well disneyland wasn't fantastic but quite enjoyable lah.. the 3d show and "broadway-like" performance really rocked.. and space mountain.. i still cant believe how i allowed them to bring me into that ride.. but i cried like mad when i got on it, but after dat i kinda enjoyed it, wasnt really v bad, kinda like a children's ride.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, dats my major summary.. not bad eh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wonder wad to write now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thinks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thinks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yeahhh im doing camera for CHRISTMAS!! screaamss.. yayy.. juz kinda excited for it, but apprehensive too.. mixed feelings.. prays it'll go well and all.. and most of all, it'll be fun.. uh huh.. actually no more to write alr.. this is a great achievement for me.. and so, till the nxt post.. ciaoo.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-113527007467616054?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113527007467616054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/archaeology%20005.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/archaeology%20005.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheet, my bro.. his looking alrite mans..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-112459798192586883?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/112459798192586883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/archaeology%20014.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/archaeology%20014.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and yingx at city link.. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-112454527516285090?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/112454527516285090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/archaeology%20011.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/archaeology%20011.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lighthouse on fort canning.. a little no link but it looks nice..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-112454522805597390?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/112454522805597390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/archaeology%20012.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/archaeology%20012.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another view of it, a little dark though..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-112454519232781059?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/112454519232781059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/archaeology%20013.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/archaeology%20013.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;archaeological site.. and if ur guessing, yep yep, today went for archaeological workshop.. fun-ness.. this is actuali taken while i was standing in the pit.. notice the difference in colour of the soil.. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-112454515912317325?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-9856873.post-112454509037386660</id><published>2005-08-20T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T21:38:10.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/archaeology%20010.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/archaeology%20010.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what on earth is everyone looking at?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&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-9856873.post-112357956328661288</id><published>2005-08-09T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T17:26:03.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: national day...`</title><content type='html'>so sian, although today national day holiday but still im like at home the whole day and juz rotting.. seriously rotting.. suddenly i felt kinda sad. for every other national day, normally i would spend it at the bowling alley. since i think p5, it has been like tt.. but this yr, mans its so different.. and im missing bedok ria caregroup even more.. since the split, it has nv been the same, and not to mention some of them migrating.. its no longer as fun as b4 and life is so totally boring rite now.. for the past few yrs, we would always be at the alley with pom poms and yada cheering on the bedok ria team.. or having bbq, fellowship time and swimming! ahhh.. those days.. how can we ever go back to those days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oki i shall go try to attempt to finish up my english compre...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-112357956328661288?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/112357956328661288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=112357956328661288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/112357956328661288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/112357956328661288'/><link rel='alternate' 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queue to meet jack they all.. grrr, i feel like whacking their heads, nv tell mi earlier dat can go in by another entrance and make mi queue there in the sun.. =X.. so anyway went over to east entrance where i saw likeee MANNNNYYYY ppl in one bunch there.. shocked plus a little sian cuz " mayb cannot go in" tots appeared in my mind.. but we saw some dare ppl there den juz squeeze into the queue.. hee.. waited there for like an hr? before they started to get ppl to move in.. but it was about 20 mins b4 my batch started to move up the stairs.. when they lifted up the barrier, everybody QIONG-ed to the stairs, some climb over some run over.. and all i remember was to be majorly squashed! felt like was some fan of a band trying to get their signatures! kinda got a little separated from my frenz but met them upstairs.. madness, totally madness.. everyone smelt so bad, due to the many hours in the sun.. and there was no air! grrr.. had to surrender my water at the entrance when wad i needed most was water.. boo.. but who careS? chiong to my seat first.. we went to the place where dare normally sits during service and guess wad? saw lotsa pink dare shirt peeps.. yay! and they chop-ed loadsa seats so managed to get seats.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the first thing i noticed was the crane in front of me! [well not exactly in front.. but it was a close view] stared at it for awhile. dun laugh at mi shao jian duo guai, but quite stunned lah. plus the hot sun in the queue juz now so abit cuckoo le.. got 2 screens de worx, one dumbbells to hold the thingy down hehx.. den count count count got about 9 cameras, 3 on stage, 2 cranes, 1 below stage, 2 center cam and one way way way up there.. hahah.. den the lightings also v chio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when it first started, the music was totally blasting into my ear.. very the pain lehh.. delirious songs are sooo rock can? kinda prefer hillsongs? but didnt mind delirious lah.. den as usual praise praise worship worship jump jump get crazy and psycho.. message time came and gone, i couldnt take it man.. duno wad he toking about.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;making my way back was terrible, had to squeeze onto the chartered bus den alighted at kallang mrt.. we had to walk to the traffic light and cross but there was this toilet there.. then the guys started to be funny and push open the door of the male cubicle and all the girls SCREAMm!! cept me cuz i was still in a state of cuckooness hahah.. den sumone in front shouted "kao pei lah!" den my fren shouted "kao bu lah!" den time to cross road already.. after that josh was like "wa lao i really wanna whack that guy sia, luckily she shout back kao bu if not i..." sumthing about this topic.. laxx.. its juz a toilet and some stupid guy whose pathetic ears cant stand a little irritance.. missed about 2-3 trains b4 we finally found some space to get onto the mrt.. den met my mum to eat at blk 85 where i waited about 30 mins for my bak chor mee.. went home and POM on the bed.. ZzzZz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my "exciting" story ends here.. hmmx well the ushers there abit fierce and strict man.. if u like leave the queue for toilet break, u cannot join back the queue already. so my frenx from dare started queuing at 12? 12-6 surely need to go toilet one rite? den the ushers dun let them join back the queue den i think they argued until the ushers allow.. but while i was queuing up i heard ppl behind mi say they started queuing at 12 den they left the queue awhile den ushers ask them to go to the back of the queue.. they were rather ji dong man.. haii well i guess this is how it goes if u wanna make sure ppl dun cut queue.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hehx, mans wanna update more but its late and i got school tml.. boo-ness.. muz wear red red so nitey ppl.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-112343145675810773?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/112343145675810773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=112343145675810773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/112343145675810773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/112343145675810773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/08/fop-feva.html' title='` fop feva..::'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-112299034403806653</id><published>2005-08-02T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T21:48:49.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: is this really me?`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehx, for anyone wondering, this is me and im back~ well mayb juz for an entry? haf no idea why im here when there's like a history assignment for me to complete, which obviously is just a little more den touched.. was playing gunbound just now when the connection suddenly broke so i guess blogging is the only thing right now, besides HISTORY! [sry ms zarina~ =Pp]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well today we had health checkup? was realy scared dat there was going to be a blood test, which will SO totalli freak me, considering the fact that blood is the second major thing dat will freak me besides taking an aeroplane.. boo. but but but boys and girls, thank god there was NO blood test, only checking of eye sight. whoo~ i was told by my mum that i didnt take lotsa injects when i was a baby cuz i kept on crying badly when they gave me one, so she decided to wait till im grown b4 she inflicts this pain on me again. but well, the nurse couldnt find my records of my injects but she said," i believe u shld haf taken all the injects which u're supposed to.. have u taken hep injection?" errrrr, no? "nvm its alrite, i think u shld haf taken the neccessary jabs... u can go now.." well fine! i hav nooooo problem with that man, i left. hurridly? yeahh.. so for now i've escaped my horror. though i noe i'll haf to take it someday, but its not now! so yippee.. ok lammeee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;other than that, for today, one more interesting thing to note was our personality profiling? i dun realli believe in this profiling thing and think dat its absolutely pointless since its not imp.. but i found it rather fun though.. besides, after paying $8.50 for dat booklet, i might as well take it with joy huh.. =S not bad, not bad at all.. had to answer questions, plot my score onto graph and all.. and finally realise that in DISC[which is all the personalities], im an I-C.. "I" was supposed to be like someone who talks quite alot[which i beg to differ] and cant realli remmeber much already. "C" was something like compliant? i'll update on it when i bring the booklet home, rather interesting. I-C meant dat i was an assesor? and it said that im have teaching qualities! oh man that is so definitly untrue ok!! teaching? me? hello? is there a world out there? haha.. but some other points are rather true, like my greatest fear = rejection. and sumtimes its rather true. sometimes u do stuff no matter wad ppl say, u juz do according to ur own beliefs, however it can be quite testing if nobody can accept ur behaviour or actions. the majority rules.. so rejection, its a hurdle dat is hard to cross. to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yah, and... my and yingz finally learnt to play the all-time confusing+complicated+blah blah game, bridge.. after watching ppl play, trying to play it ourselves and end up killing our partners after countless rounds, we haf finally broke thru.. wahahaha.. ah ma also, we always make fun of her but she's not bad at all.. [shh dun let her hear that!!] played after training today at the stadium, me and pui pui, an unbeatable team~ wheE~ phua liting: 6 diamonds! [confidently] and chose ah ma to be her partner.. haha so funny, the game was over real fast.. but 6 diamonds! oh man, she's worse than ah tian wor.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;training was killer. 2.4km napfa test cum cross country is round the corner, pray for the best.. must get top 5. pray pray pray thurs coach will be easy on us. alrite then, im off to lala land. -lalalalala- ~zZzZz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quote of the day: &lt;头可断，头发不可以乱!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;signing off as the one and only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahswinterangel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;#23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-112299034403806653?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/112299034403806653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=112299034403806653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/112299034403806653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/112299034403806653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/08/is-this-really-me_02.html' title=':: is this really me?`'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-111609292520641434</id><published>2005-05-15T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T01:48:45.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Love that You've been Looking For - 98 Degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lonely, that's not how we're meant to be&lt;br /&gt;But looking in your eyes I see&lt;br /&gt;A heart that was abandoned&lt;br /&gt;by a world that used to show you love&lt;br /&gt;You feel like you're the only one&lt;br /&gt;Whose day begins without the sun&lt;br /&gt;You're left to turn and face it all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know sometimes it seems as if&lt;br /&gt;fate has done you wrong&lt;br /&gt;But if you look inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;you'll find the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to leave it all behind you&lt;br /&gt;Break through those lonely chains that bind you&lt;br /&gt;Cause love's not far away, it's gonna find you heart someday&lt;br /&gt;And when you feel it's warmth surround you&lt;br /&gt;You'll realize that love has found you&lt;br /&gt;So turn away your fears&lt;br /&gt;Cause the love that you've been looking for is here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, your broken heart begins to see&lt;br /&gt;a love that lasts eternally&lt;br /&gt;Just look ahead and never ever let a single tear drop from you eye&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart to see you cry&lt;br /&gt;The pain that haunts you every night&lt;br /&gt;Because of all the emptiness inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know sometimes it seems as if your heart is caving in&lt;br /&gt;But if we look inside the soul we'll find the love we have within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes when things go wrong&lt;br /&gt;You search for strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;But all we need to take control&lt;br /&gt;Is the love within my soul&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know that love will find a way&lt;br /&gt;To reach your heart again someday&lt;br /&gt;You must believe it's true&lt;br /&gt;Now all you have to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-111609292520641434?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/111609292520641434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=111609292520641434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/111609292520641434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/111609292520641434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-that-youve-been-looking-for-98.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-111609249144906696</id><published>2005-05-15T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T01:41:31.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` yawnx..::</title><content type='html'>oh man.. its rather late and im stuck in my room trying to stuff some bio facts into my head.. arghh.. nothing to do so decided to come type some stuff.. hehx.. one thing i've found out: BIO HAS ALOT TO MEMORISE! and im not sure how all the names of the arteries, veins, blah blah will help mi in future cuz i'll never be a doc, blood just freaks me out.. but i guess there's no point pondering over dat cuz i still hafta study.. aww shucks.. and not forgetting the fact dat there's still chinese to revise, but i think chi i will pia on mon.. hehe.. if i pia chi now, den i'll forget all the bio stuff.. been listening to avalon songs.. nice nice~ hehe.. the whole day i've been listening to their albums.. and there's this song by 98 degress so nice also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've tot of the things i wanna do after exams already:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; watch lotsa lotsa movies, as many as i can? i hope..&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; play bball again!&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; play pool..&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; go walk walk at orchard n take lotsa neos..&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; go sentosa suntan(if tianx they all wiling to go again..)&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; haf water war in school..&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; watch lavender[hua xiang]&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; watch love at dolphin bay again! [hai tun wan liang ren]&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; haf 2g outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuppx for now it's like this.. hehx.. student camp is cominggg!! i wan go i wan go i wan go... AHH~ pls come soon... -prays- hahax.. -winter prays for exams to finish in a flash!- everyone muz amen ok cuz wen two or more agree it shall be done! hahax.. okiee i think it's late till im crapping liaos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#22&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-111609249144906696?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/111609249144906696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=111609249144906696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/111609249144906696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/111609249144906696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/05/yawnx.html' title='` yawnx..::'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-111587082309115205</id><published>2005-05-12T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T12:07:03.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: ..my shoulder hurts.. =(`</title><content type='html'>okii after lik 10000000 yrs of letting this blog rot, i've decided to revive it! wow.. and its still not the end of the exams but i feel as if its over already.. so lazy to study already.. but the worst thing is dat my two sciences are my nxt paper. what a time to feel lazy to study huh.. haha.. my neck and shoulder there is ACHING LIke MAD!! ahhhh.. v pain ah.. den muz put salonpas ting and stick there, so smelly.. but no choice lehh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been so long since i updated and now im at a loss of words.. dunno what to update about also.. just dat mayb wanna say abt god's goodness towards me during this v stressful/painful period of time haha.. to start from the beginning, it was on wed, buddy bell meeting.. at first i told estee i would go for the meeting, but cuz the exams were soo soo near i was a little apprehensive on whether i shld really go for it.. nevertheless i still felt deep inside dat i shld go cuz i wanna listen to him.. den the nxt thing was dat i had to do cam 1.. so i knew dat i muz go le.. mayb the msg is important or sumthing? haha. on the way to suntec in my mum's car.. i was lik just talking to god lah, i said lord i noe ur gona help mi get gd results and everything, but i really hope like pastor or sumone will like say it again dat if u spend time to serve god, he will return u much more and all dat.. i knew it deep in my heart yet i needed sumone to say it to me to just reassure me once again.. well, during the service of cuz while doing camera, i also listened to the msg.. indeed its good, the food as well but just didnt feel like eating.. was searching for the answer... so anyway after i went home, my mum was telling me bout her caregroup fren, that she had to go to the hospital to pray for her fren's mum, whom the fren actually begged her to go and pray cuz quite serious case... but that afternoon she had this meeting with a client that she had to propose sth or wadeva lah that needs preparation.. but in the end she went to pray for her fren's mum.. den wen she met the client, the client just like agreed to sign the contract.. by right that day was onli a meeting for the client to find out more about the product but in the end he wanted to sign.. so praise god.. den my mum's caregroup leader told her dat if u do god's business, he'll help u with ur business.. so well my mum told that whole story to me, and den said u noe today u served him rite? u've been serving and spending time doing HIS business so he'll help mi with MY business.. which RITE at this moment is EXAMS!! the first day of exams, i kinda prayed when i got my paper, laid hands on it and commited the paper into his hands.. and when i didnt noe how to do, i just skipped den at the back of my mind i said lord u noe and u'll help mi rite?? =pPp hahaa.. den i came back to it, think awhile more, den i noe le~ praise god.. at the end of the paper, i said, lord u noe i v careless one, give me a SUPER sharp eyes to spot my mistakes.. den i look around, after awhile look at the question in front of me den spotted the mistake hahaha.. and a few others after that.. from that paper onwards, every paper i started to do the same.. therefore i believe in his name dat i'll score beta den usual.. yayyy! okii.. but it doesnt mean i dun haf to study chem for tml's paper.. =((((((( booooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz cant wait for after exams, den can go out play, go out walk walk, and just slack rather den like now! cant wait cant wait.. i think i wun be able to concentrate for my last paper, which is higher chi.. arghh.. dun realli wanna care about that, so sian for chi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sun im like gona be cable assistant for cam3.. dunno how it'll turn out leh soo worried.. v pai seh if i like just trip and fall and embarass myself in front of like everyone!!!  i cant even handle short cables, den the long cable hor, a little worrying lehhhh.. boooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okii i wan go slp ler.. although my whole room stinks with salonpas but i guess it'll still be fine.. =) haha.. okiie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#21&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-111587082309115205?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/111587082309115205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=111587082309115205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/111587082309115205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/111587082309115205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-shoulder-hurts.html' title=':: ..my shoulder hurts.. =(`'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-111330692647978645</id><published>2005-04-12T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T19:55:26.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` p i s s e d big time...::</title><content type='html'>arghh!!! im fuming now.. realli fuming and im gona vent my anger here! just had a quarrel with my mum not long ago in the car while driving me back from training.. well i just gotta say dat im no baby, i've finally reached 15 and no longer the small girl oki.. i dun need everything to be done for me contrary to wad everyone says.. im just so sick and tired of my relatives claiming how spoiled i am, how everything is prim and proper for me.. dun even noe where some cooking stuff are in the kitchen.. i've seriously had enough.. i just wanna grow up right here right now.. why doesnt she let me? doesnt she feel the least bit upset when ppl tell her dat she has spoiled me? well, at least i do.. big time.. she has to plan everything for me, even when to have dinner.. today she sent me sms-es during training saying she will fetch me, go for dinner den go home.. training ended quite late today so once done i went to check my fone den saw the msg-es.. after dat a call from her came in, saying dat she already arrived, ask mi to go out now.. i haven even put my shoes back in the locker, haven even cooled down from the training yet.. plus nana wanted to tell mi some stuff after training, was waiting the whole day for her to tell me.. n now, suddenly she say go means go.. was quite upset when i got into the car already.. den another call came in from person a, my mum's fren plus mine.. first thing she said is u ah u ah u ah.. never reply my sms blah blah.. den started accusing me and stuff.. that was seriously not a gd time to do so.. jus ren zhu my anger for awhile more, den i forgot how but sumthing my mum said sparked off the whole quarrel.. was like bickering with her until i cry cry cry.. talked quite loud in the car though my poor throat was sore the whole time, but was vvv fed up, so just dun care and say say say..  i go eat my noodle first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okiee i just finished my noodles.. today seems like a quarrelsome day.. shall not say anymore ler.. anyway today was the judging of the class notice board deco.. ms kartini judged den clinton kinda introduced everything on the board to another judge.. way to go.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder why but nowadays i feel so tired+sleepy in class leh.. but when training time comes, im like not so dead already, i mean relatively lah.. in class i really feel sooooo tired and lerthagic dat i just feel like going home straight away.. received the mid yr exams schedule today, and realized dat its SO NEAR! my chi o level orals is also coming already.. CHINESE leh! if english still not so bad, but CHINESE.... HAIIIZZZ plus the first two days of the exams i have two papers each day, two humanities on the same day.... im soooooo dead.. haii but by god's grace, he will give mi the motivation to study and ability to memorize everything.. amen amen.. well anyway back to the fact dat im so lifeless during class times.. its probably cuz of the late nights and all dat.. however, at nite, i feel dat i dun need to slp the whole nite that kinda thing.. dun feel lik sleepy at all.. just wanna sit on the chair, on music and stone away the whole nite.. thinking of my life, of things..  but eventually i end up sleepy anyway and in the morns i cant even get up.. feel so sick.. so unwell.. so tired.. like today.. my throat was sore.. very sore.. as if there's an ulcer in the throat or sumthing and my head so pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in a v gd mood to update also so shall end here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#20&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-111330692647978645?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/111330692647978645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=111330692647978645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/111330692647978645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/111330692647978645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/04/p-i-s-s-e-d-big-time.html' title='` p i s s e d big time...::'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-111246183767465495</id><published>2005-04-03T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T01:10:37.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:.. i SaY u SaY wE sAy WaD?`</title><content type='html'>after letting this blog rot for like almost a month, i've finally decided to update update update!~ wheee.. i bet everyone will be happie to see that the latest entry has finally changed cuz so sianz of seeing the old one.. today was a tiring tiring tiring dae.. dare2play @ sentosa... WHEEEE.. fun fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dae started out with maths tuition in the morn [booo.. bummer..] had to prepare for the coming a n e maths test on fri, coordinate geometry.[shiver shiver] lim geok lian nv even teach loh.. lousy man. she might as well sit at home and rot and just ask us to check the website and learn everything. anyway i think i more or less understand how to do that chap already, only that i needa think v long and try to reason out stuff before i can solve the question. as usual i was like yawning away lik i always do.. probably partly cuz of the wet and sleepy weather.. [hee]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i rushed to suntec after tuition at 12.. when i reached there, many dare peeps were there but i just couldnt find anyone who was in overcomers. den suddenly i saw zachary [video, pilot?] and his daughter walking out of the lift. then he asked me to take care of his realli sweet looking daughter.. and i was like of cuz why not? fortunately i saw jack jack, joshua? and MICHAEL! arghh.. we waited like 1 hr in the overflow room, sian-ded but was chatting with jack jack and michael.. quite fun lah.. den gideon came.. after dat when i went to check my bus no. only i was bus 4.. the rest of my frenz all bus 5.. diaoox.. so unfair, sumore clarice was going sentosa later so i even more no companion.. so on the bus i was like sucha loner, grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reaching, we walked and walked to tanjong beach but it started to drizzle.. thank god i brought along my umbrella but my leg was like so grimy and dirty after dat.. anyway the main game we played today was amazing race.. [AGAIN! haisss how many times muz i play this in sentosa????] we were lik the last group to start setting up cuz we were slacking-ly slowly walking out of the beach.. and slowly discussing where our checkpoint would be in.. i think we spent like 1 plus hr finding the one checkpoint, cuz we walked the wrong places. i think the clue was like this is the first place visitors come, you should be able to do up the sum, it might be quite noisy so try to lok for me in the crowd... we went to the clock tower at the ferry terminal there and spent like almost an hr searching for a familier face.. then after dat then we decided to go to the visitor arrival centre.. actually that was our first guess one, but its like not noisy leh and dun haf much crowd wad.. so likt he clue dun really make sense loh.. anyway that station required us to get two strands of foreigner's hair, 3 kinds of foreign currency, and how to say "do u dare?" in a foreign language.. piangs.. very hard lehh but in the end we managed to do it.. yay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our place was cinemania.. and had to use two bendable stuff to act out some stuff.. we had lke 1 min to discuss lah but our group so dead, in the end nv even discuss.. so when we had to start acting, den we just starting crap. used it as hula hoop, lady's shawl[dunno how to spell lah], skipping rope, den the last one i think think think den got enlightenment, used the two to make a cross, den got jonathan to stand there to pretend lik he on the cross.. =s.. haha so cute!! and coach elizabeth and val burst out into laughter haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last station that we managed to get to is the merlion walk there.. one person was supposed to be blindfolded and fill a cup up to its brim with the water squirting out from the fountain there.. den nobody else wanted to volunteer so gideon volunteered.. everyone else had to direct him using words den like v funny cuz it squirts inside the cup already den the force is so much dat some water will splash out.. so its realli hard to get it to the brim.. but he very clever leh.. duno how he make make make til can leh.. in the end our group like could fill it to the most.. and got full marks for dat station.. cool~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was back to the beach.. water bombing games.!  the p6's were each given a sheet of newspaper and the rest of us would have to protect the newspapers they were holding from getting wet from the water bombs dat the teahcers would be throwing from the sidelines.. haha.. it was likk so chaotic.. bombs flying everywhere, den some guys throwing themselves at the bombs so that it will not hit the p6's.. and the gals would just hug onto the p6's to protect them from the bombs.. actualli i sorta understnad the meaning of this game.. itz like no matter what gets thrown by the devil, we as the older ones should protect these younger vulnerable ones and not even let a single of them get injured.. yepps.. meaningful. anyway the dinner there was like 10 times beta den the food we got at sec 3 bonding camp man.. not bad dinner.. after dinner, it was WORSHIP UNDER THE STARS! very long nv do this liao.. and it was so fun and impactful.. itz lik ur so much close to heaven[weird but thats how i feel] den got the atmosphere, the sound of the waves crashing.. yeahh.. very nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haii i duno why but im like always the target for bullying.. kena suan-ded, hair kena pulled, keep on getting insulted by those young immature brats.. haha.. although im like so used to getting suan-ed and insulted, but today is realli like the peak loh.. nv been so bullied b4.. haha.. was so tired by the end of the day dat i just like wadeva wadeva to everything..  MICHAEL AND ALOYSIUS! ur two.... grrrr.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway clarice was soo sweet.. she bought 2 slices of cake to celebrate my bday in advance! den the caregroup sang bday song for me.. awwww.. sweeettt... was lik so gan dong-ed despite being so tired.. too bad there wasnt any lighter ard, or else can light up the candle to put on the cake liao.. =)).. looking forward yet not looking forward to bday.. not looking forward cuz history competition deadline is on my bday and we haven even started!!! arghhhh how? html drives me nuts.. esp when we gotta start from scratch.. sad lifeee.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okiii! i needa go catch some slp! gd nite everyone.. happi edat i updated? bet u are.. -winkx-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#19&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-111246183767465495?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/111246183767465495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=111246183767465495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/111246183767465495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/111246183767465495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-say-u-say-we-say-wad.html' title=':.. i SaY u SaY wE sAy WaD?`'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-111003429373171779</id><published>2005-03-05T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:53:57.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::...sony ericsson 500i`</title><content type='html'>hehe yay~ finally got my new phone.. although the colour not realli nice.. but i love the design hehe.. so yepps~ actually wanted the 508i but starhub didnt offer so wells, just get this loh.. but the memory space is pathetic in my point of view.. oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had caregroup at kaiyan's house.. suddenly i felt so loved lehh.. cuz she toked about her lost bad, and i got reminded of last week's dare.. and whatever she talked about made me feel so loved, i wonder why.. couldnt wait to go church tml.. plus today i got the dare shirts!! yay so nice its pink u see.. and i'm gona wear it tml regardless whether im serving or not hehe.. cuz dare just rox my world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amelia, the daughter whom jesus loves especially, is really exicted bout tml cuz itz dare's launch~ -screams-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway juz an update, ahs b boys and b gals reached east zone finals.. and both are against manjusri on tues.. hmmx.. happie for both teams.. ahs muz win both games..!! double celebration den mayb the sch will actually recognize bball.. esp the principal.. and stop picking on sports players haha.. whats the big deal about ankle socks actually? i mean juz wearing them wun make us be more stupid or affect our studies rite? it'll make us more comfortable and all dat so why cant they juz allow it.. haiishhs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall update day by day sincei got the time.. heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was stomp performance.. the whole class except me and andy took part i think? i also duno why lahh.. haii.. anyway it was awesome loh.. the sounds dat they made is so nice and rhythmic.. just found out the results yesterday and 3a got 3rd.. yay~ not bad not bad!! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;after stomp the bballers and softballers had to go to this teahouse in chinatown there.. to can guan can guan.. not bad lehh.. quite interesting, at least now i noe the proper steps to make chi tea haha.. muz pour here pour there haha so complicated.. my table of ppl had lotsa fun doing the tea.. other den making tea, we also had tang yuan to eat and tea leaf egg.. waa shuangx.. the tea leaf egg is relli v nice and i ended up buying 2 home let ppl eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a half day for anglican peeps cuz o level results were good.. yay~ but still we had the bio test, but fortunately it is finally over!! so went tm with family to get my new new new phone~ was contemplating on the panasonic phone or the one dat i eventually bought.. though lotsa ppl say sony is v lan but i realli like it alot and am determined to get used to the messaging and all dat.. after buying, went back to school for semi finals match against dhs.. won of cuz, so into the finals already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much realli happened lehh.. jus dat i remmeber i couldnt stand our ss teacher.. she kept on stressing dat she's sucha clever person, from rgs and the top debater and bez speaker for 3 yrs in a row? i mean come on, u dun haf to flaunt urself to us rite? so wad if ur a great debater, ur attitude and pride is ur greatest downfall.. and the way to make us respect u isnt by showing us ur great achievements, itz by showing ur humility though u haf wonderful abilities.. dats someone to be respected.. haii.. but she cant even understnad dat simple logic.. tsktsk..&lt;br /&gt;also in english lessons, we played the charades and drawing game.. and we challenged justin siau's group to guess "chronicles of riddick", how cool is dat? haha.. they couldnt guess it of cuz.. then i hinted to tianz dat it was a show we watched together.. but in the end i realized itz i watch with yingz, not with tianz.. oopsiee~ hehe.. jus luv english classes to bits!! so fun and so relaxing.. though changing groups nxt term, but "We love bonus marks!" we'll always rock to the end.. all the fun and laughter, really enjoyed it alot!! mich, mou mou and COLIN!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepps dats it..  nite everyboooooodyyy~ haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*winterangel wans u to come back.. will u?? where are u now? missing uu badllyy =((**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#18&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-111003429373171779?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/111003429373171779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=111003429373171779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/111003429373171779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/111003429373171779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/03/sony-ericsson-500i.html' title='::...sony ericsson 500i`'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110963812081422768</id><published>2005-03-01T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:53:42.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`skoo...::</title><content type='html'>hehx.. now is bio period and we're supposed to do self learning on the com but i rather go home and study it.. now totally no mood and xin qing to go and read up on those things.. so shall update about yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the day o level results came out and all our seniors came back to skoo to get the results.. this yr sec 4 seniors were lik so nervous over their chinese results and kinda cried lahh.. bballer lehh also can cry one.. shows how nervous they were.. but most of them got a1 and wendy got a2.. but still not bad lahh.. hor? the match's score was 17-55.. at least they didnt score more den 20 hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i lik gave alot of ppl things.. gave yp his belated bday card, gave raymond his belated bday prezzie cuz his back to collect results.. and gave jingfeng her bday card... feel so happie cuz i made a few others happie too... raymond de hair like change alot already? haha.. now stand up so much de lol.. but nvm lahh.. after de match yesterday all the bballers like zao until dunno go where le den left me and sek in the stadium.. but sek was with cynthia? sitting one CORNER.. so left me sha sha sit there.. so decided to go canteen buy drinks.. and wen i sms-ed sek whether she wanted a drink, she nv reply till much much later.. on the way back saw the netballers setting off for their last and final match for this season.. =(( den suddenly got 2 cchs ppl tok to me and walked back with me to stadium? den i one person in the middle of alot of cchs ppl.. bu zhi suo cuo.. dunno whether shld just stay there or leave that place.. in the end decided to escape to class and hide hehehhehe~ and went back to practice a maths with yingz.. we do until very very very pek cek.. keep on not able to get the correct answers.. we kept on thinking of playing cards den cannot concentrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i forgot to bring my wallet to skoo and so didnt haf the locker keys to my bball shoe locker.. in the end my mum had to deliver it to me.. heh.. my a maths test was so-so at least i dun think i'll fail this one.. i kept on praying and praying last nite and this morn dat i'll be able to do it.. my chem test got only 29/40.. arghhh always lidat de... studied quite alot but still....... grrr... nvmmm... thurs still got another bio test...&lt;br /&gt;anyway today ahs b boys won de match le! against tampines.. forgot the score but was relli relli close.. spectators watched until v excited and all dat.. this match would decide whether their into top 4 or not.. yay!! rejoice~ andddd.. becuz of the gd o level results ahs achieved this yr, we haf a half day on thurs! but no diff to us bballers cuz we have match at 2.. so gotta come back also.. still, i feel so proud of our ex sec 4s.. this school has becum so boring and un-lively without their presence.. so sad dat their gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz now after training we had our stomp rehearsals.. stayed till quite late but v happie for 3a.. at least we were able to put up a performance.. i just sat around and lied down on the grass while watching them practise.. the clouds in the sky were realli beautiful with a tinge of orange outlining the clouds.. shoo nice! i borrowed ganda's phone [sony ericsson k700i!] sho nice but too high model liaoo.. tried to sms with that phone and found dat it was quite okie.. so i shall go get my k508i!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*winterangel is missing u.... badly.. thinking of uu =))**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#17&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110963812081422768?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110963812081422768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110963812081422768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110963812081422768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110963812081422768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/03/skoo.html' title='`skoo...::'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110951572722458409</id><published>2005-02-27T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T22:51:13.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: abba..`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your Favourite Name is Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almighty God, Lord of all creation&lt;br /&gt;Ancient of Days, The Holy One&lt;br /&gt;So many names, you've given us to call You&lt;br /&gt;But one remains, Your favourite name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your favourite name is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Father,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You love to hear Your children calling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your there to catch us, when we're falling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your favourite name is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Father&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Eternal King, Alpha and Omega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jehovah God, The Mighty One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So many names, you've given us to call you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But one remains, Your favourite name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abba Father&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Holy is Your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Abba Father&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Holy is Your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's message in my opinion is really good.. i dunno why but i felt so gd going to church today and getting to hear the msg twice.. so dat the msg could soak rite into the very core of my little heart.. hehe.. indeed, He is many many different names, but the one he wans us to call him is abba.. the most intimate way dat u could address ur daddy.. ur god.. He feels great when u call out abba, he'll just embrace you and put u on his lap.. He was willing to crush his very BELOVED son just becuz of his great love for his.. which makes us more more more beloved.. i'll never let the devil take the title beloved away from my name ever.. i'm always his beloved... Abba....&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday at dare, praise and worship was realli realli long.. cuz deacon daniel had the anointing and flow to minister to ppl who had lost things.. he said that no matter wad u've lost, whether its the sight of ur future, time, or even material things.. God will restore 100 times more than wad u've lost.. and restoration is coming.. like straight away in the very corner dat i was squatting in during service i started to cry and cry and cry.. just couldnt help it.. den lao da ask those ppl to go forward for prayer.. den i didnt realli wanna go, later i slain le den nobody switch the matrix.. =p.. but anyway God proved to me dat even if i didnt go up, he can minister to me right where i was... i remember dat time when i first got slained during church camp, this heat came upon my face and body.. the same feeling came upon me rite where i was squatting.. the heat was just growing and growing.. and i juz cried and cried.. and i really believed dat restoration was coming my way!!! amen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realli pray dat tml's ss test will go smoothly for me.. that i'm able to answer the questions well and all the points would be there.. dunno how else to study for it already.. and also for the a maths test coming on tues.. my e maths results was disappointing and scary but it doesnt matter.. my a maths test will be much much much beta.. cuz god will be there to guide and teach me.. yay!!! okie i go slp already... tml still have bball match.. =S nite nite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110951572722458409?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110951572722458409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110951572722458409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110951572722458409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110951572722458409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/02/abba.html' title=':: abba..`'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110924941003137927</id><published>2005-02-24T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T20:50:10.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` muscles aching..::</title><content type='html'>haii today de match i score nada points.. sad isnt it... anyway quite used to it liao.. didnt play much lah and when i did.. i didnt play well.. so.. actually today felt so slack cuz only stayed for a few lessons nia..and plus skipped chem test.. whee~~ but tml muz take.. at least get to postpone one day also gd lah... now i think i cha bu duo finish studying for it liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in chi class mi yingz tianz gs was playing dai dee.. with the real cards.. den play till v shuang.. and den teacher lik asked us dun play lahh unless his lessons really v boring and wu liao.. but he doesnt think it is.. so in the end we dun play the cards liao.. took out the "small cards" [they used cardboard to cut out rectangular strips den wrote in the number and pattern] so used that as substitude to play dai dee.. lidat no one will suspect we playing cards.. they clever rite?! haha.. so fun.. at the last part of his lesson, we decided to hurry up finish one more game, so we play till vv fast and v ji dong esp me.. heh.. so farny and we kept laughing and laughing all the way haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i already more or less decided on the phone model i wanna get already.. when my dad comes back from argentina den can straight away go buy liao.. either sony ericsson k500i or k508i.. dey look almost the same.. but k508i like newer model so see whether can get loh.. i love the camera at the back so cute cuz can cover one.. heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today nothing much to update.. signing off... tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#15&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110924941003137927?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110924941003137927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110924941003137927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110924941003137927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110924941003137927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/02/muscles-aching.html' title='` muscles aching..::'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110883089751347522</id><published>2005-02-20T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T00:34:57.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::...ARGHZ!!`</title><content type='html'>grrr... the devil is lik so having "fun" with me now huh.. throwing bad things at me one after another.. im sure yesterday's entry has made it quite clear dat i've not been in the best of moods lately.. this morning while on the way to tuition.. i almost cried out cuz was reminded of the maths test den thought of the 2 hours which i had to spend on tuition again and i juz felt so sian..  when i got out of the car and into the lift, one nottie tear just rolled down.. argh.. i was lik the only person who went tuition just now and so all his attention was practically focused on me.. great just wad i needed.. poof... i was so blur today and while he was explaining to me, i jus drifted off a little? just a little.. haii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tuition, went bedok to meet up with the caregroup.. there was this inter district caregroup games at east coast park.. so we met up, ate a little den made our way there.. for once i thought dat everything is turning out to be good, and i felt quite relaxed while playing the games there.. little did i noe dat after the games, when i went to look for my bag which was supposedly to be under the tree, it was gone.. and so was kai yan's one.. i went around the whole field searching for the bag but to no avail.. told kai yan.. she was at a lost too and told the other leaders.. after much much much much searching.. the bags were still unable to be found.. and so, i just left that dreaded place sadly.. however so many d.a.r.e ppl came over to encourage me and comfort me dat i didnt feel so sad n didnt have any urge to cry or whatsoever.. i juz held a smile on my face, it wasnt too fake after all.. went to macs to eat dinner den later on met my mum at marine bowl.. that was when all the action began...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she started scolding me saying dat i shouldnt have left my bag unattended, shouldnt have brought so many things, blah blah.. should haf been more responsible, leaders should be responsible blah blah.. and i was lik trying desperately to explain time and time again.. everyone left their bags together in one pile.. we were playing GAMES and thus would not carry our belongings with us rite.. moreover, there were leaders there who werent realli playing and just sitting around.. they didnt see any suspicious ppl or anything.. and my bag was one of the first to be put down, so it should be covered by at least one bag? i dunno lahh.. so anyway she continued scolding and accusing me, saying how irresponsible and i should have this should have that.. den i got SOOO fed up and like said dat YA SO I SHOULDNT EVA GO FOR CAREGROUPS ANY MORE IZIT? NEXT TIME I GO OUT DUN BRING WALLET AND HP IZIT? cuz she said dat everytime i go out with caregroup den sumthing lidat happens.. den she ask mi why i bring so many valuables along.. goshhh.. i couldnt take it anymore.. and was crying crying sobbing all the way home.. finally when i was in my room, i just let out 2 sentences.. U THINK I WANTED FOR THIS TO HAPPEN? THOSE THINGS WERE MINE AND IT WAS IMPORTANT TO ME TOO, NOT ONLY TO U..  oki b4 i carry on, i shall mention wad things were exactly in my bag..&lt;br /&gt;wallet[with ezlink card and resident pass], handphone[sobx the one dat makes mi the saddest, all contacts are now reduced to 0], bunch of keys[house key, secret cupboard key and shoe locker key..], pencil case[hais my new beautiful op pencil case with my new bought orange pen and my school individual photos], pink mirror[bought it from taiwan and was my fav], handsfree set, lime magazine.. the rest i cannot remember liao.. and dun intend to..  so to continue, i was lik crying on my bed and thinking of my loss.. and den i SUDDENly thought about the tsunami victims, just suddenly.. cuz i remembered dat they practically lost their entire homes, families, livelihood and their hopes.. and i came to think dat i'm not dat bad after all.. itz just a bag.. i'm sure god will restore me double... yeahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually the sad thing to me is my phone lah.. and also cuz of my mum.. she kept on scolding mi and all dat and dat realli made mi feel 10000 times worse den b4.. not to mention all the sadness of yesterday's events..  if she didnt keep on scolding me with all those negative stuff and hurting things, i guess i wouldnt be so sad lah,.. at macs she came awhile to tell mi to meet her at marine bowl and i was with frenz.. so i jokingly said, mum i no phone liao but u said recently u would change my phone so tml we go buy k? den she just said u dream on ah.. and walked off.. straight in my face.. duhhh that sux okie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai.. now my eyes are red red one.. cuz i juz now play captain ball in the sun den quite tired so eyes red and plus the heavy crying done in a single nite.. quite incredible huh.. yepp i guess so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml serving 4th service, i noe its for god and all dat.. but sumhow rite at this moment, i got the kinda feeling dat i dun wanna do anything but stay home locked in my room.. sighhs.. i hope i'll feel different tml.. i relaly hope..  gd nite everybody.. i dislike 20th feb 2005.. but i believe my restoration is coming and is really near.. amen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#!4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110883089751347522?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110883089751347522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110883089751347522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110883089751347522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110883089751347522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/02/arghz.html' title='::...ARGHZ!!`'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110873361461813015</id><published>2005-02-18T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T21:33:34.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` totally screwed..::</title><content type='html'>haiz haiz haiz.. so sad sia.. my tests results are realli bad.. and this is the second paper i've failed in my sec sch already.. i reallli hate this man.. i mean i spend so much time studying for it and in the end wad happens? i get realli low.. and ppl who dun have to spend as much time studying actually gets higher den me.. i feel its totally so unfair for me.. 1% talent, 99% hardwork? nahh.. i dun think so man.. i juz cant believe it lohh.. or mayb im juz lacking in that pathetic 1 percent? sighhh..!!&lt;br /&gt;i noe i shouldnt be saying this but my subject teachers arent helping the sorryful state dat i'm in now.. i mean most lahh.. my chinese is known to be one of the worst and guess wad? i'm stuck with a lousy teacher who spends the class time telling us crap and rubbish.. telling us about his history and all dat.. haii.. mrs lam cant even set a chemistry paper properly in standard english.. grrr.. -screams!!- okie fine.. let me calm down awhile...&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okiee.. yesterday had the match against east view sec and it was thrashing again.. something lik our victory, 67-15? i think.. but our coaches were like totally disappointed in us cuz we didnt perform our formations and all dat well.. i guess we were somewhat off form? i dunno.. but i juz scared a lousy 2 points.. dats a HUGE contribution i gues... just glad dat i decided to juz go ahead and rush in to do a layup rather den being the usual scared me and pass it away.. yepp.. i shall strive to do beta the next match.. mayb score 3 points!!! duhhh haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days my mum and some other ppl keeps on nagging at me and all dat saying dat i always leave my work to be piled up and den in the end i stress myself at the very last minute.. and my mum keeps on reminding mi to stop doing so and all dat.. well it is true dat i let my work pile up.. cant really help it though.. everytime i complete one, i realize there's another new one dat juz came.. just totally so fed up.. and plus i've been feeling so discouraged about studying cuz my tests results arent encouraging mi or spuring mi on to greater heights.. i started the yr off with lotsa zeal and energy to study and make sure i score well.. but itz jus lik 2 months and i'm so worn out.. mostly cuz of the bball training and competitions... i've had 1 competition on mon, 1 trainign on tues, had to go moe for this course on wed, match on thurs and training today again.. tml will be a week without d.a.r.e but there's this caregroup thingy dat i guess i cant skip any longer.. feel so bad abt it lahh.. and sun serving 4th? i wonder when i can actually squeeze time in to study or complete my mountains of work!! i was telling my dad on wed, how much do i need to buy rest and sleep? and he didnt get my question.. oh wellss.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah on wed i got to leave school early with val and yingz to go to moe for a course on the latest prog microsoft producer blah blah.. itz to design websites with multimedia tools.. quite interesting lah.. but i feel dat it's too boring lehh.. lik alot of things i done for u already and cant realy design the page how u want it too.. the video element is a bit useful only lahh.. mr yeow drove us there in his car and i should mention dat moe building is really incredible.. it looks so new and high tech haha.. we went to the "edutorium" where itz lik a lecture hall.. the seats all had this plug thing so u can attach ur notebook charger to it.. oki i noe it's probably v common but i was intrigue by it cuz i found it so cool!! if only schools use notebooks for lessons... so anyway we were playing around with his labtop and had to make "practise webbie" so we put mr yeow's funny funny pictures in and all dat.. had fun lah.. though a little boring.. i dun think i'll use that program to do up the history trail introduction part.. i might use macromedia flash.. MIGHT only...&lt;br /&gt;anyway i got home and went out soon again to bedok stadium.. my bro and dad was like gona compete 100m sprint.. and t hey conveniently dragged me into this guy's-egoistic-business thing.. my dad had a cramp so i could win him by a little.. and my bro.. far in front.. dats surprising isnt it.. considering his size!! haha.. went 85 to eat den got home and dat was the time dat i had to complete loads of work...ended up sleeping really late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now im juz thinking how i can motivate myself to start hitting my books.. this term is already halfway through and im lik so not motivated.. how am i gona take my ca.. i'll pray about it and ask god to give mi the confidence and strength to pia my studies from now on baz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110873361461813015?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110873361461813015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110873361461813015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110873361461813015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110873361461813015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/02/totally-screwed.html' title='` totally screwed..::'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110838381275244969</id><published>2005-02-14T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:23:32.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/IMG_0489.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; 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margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/IMG_0487.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks as if its do re mi fa rite? but guess wad i'm catching up with my mum!! we're looking reali sweet and happi ya?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110838375947869663?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110838375947869663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110838375947869663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110838375947869663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110838375947869663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/02/it-looks-as-if-its-do-re-mi-fa-rite.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110838370991814989</id><published>2005-02-14T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:21:49.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/IMG_0484.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/IMG_0484.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his collection for the day.. he is looking sooo happy.. dats cuz he had a gd combination and got more than me!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110838370991814989?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110838370991814989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110838370991814989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110838370991814989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110838370991814989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/02/his-collection-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110838365426087385</id><published>2005-02-14T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:20:54.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/IMG_0483.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/IMG_0483.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. my 5 100 rm notes.. god's grace upon me this cny.. happy and satisfied...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110838365426087385?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110838365426087385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110838365426087385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110838365426087385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110838365426087385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/02/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110838359480705739</id><published>2005-02-14T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:19:54.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/IMG_0480.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/IMG_0480.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro stressing over the ang baos to choose.. feeling and touching to guess how much is inside.. me? jus sitting there admiring how stress he is.. haha..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110838359480705739?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110838359480705739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110838359480705739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110838359480705739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110838359480705739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-bro-stressing-over-ang-baos-to.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110838153082565964</id><published>2005-02-14T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T19:45:30.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: east zones! yikes../cny`</title><content type='html'>okay i noe itz been realli long since i updated.. very lazy so plz DUN blame me.. anyway zonals have started and i'm juz a little less den normal excited about this whole thing.. i guess it's cuz the feeling of team is no longer in me anymore i realli miss c div'04.. just cant get to fit into this current team.. actualli since sec sch i cant seem to fit into anywhere.. i wonder why.. i think i kinda contained myself up after pri sch.. used to be so bubbly, alive, cheerful, talkative, blah blah.. but now.. i just build a wall around myself, trying to seclude myself.. sumtimes i really hate what i'm doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i shall update on my malaysia cny trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day (8th feb): was supposed to have a half day sch programme but i kinda just skipped it and left for malaysia.. we left quite late, lik mayb 10+? i think i could have just went to sch heh.. on the way during the drive, mi and my bro decided to play our game boy.. and guess which MATURE game? POKEMON!! haha.. anyway we started from scratch again and began playing.. like i would play awhile den him and all dat.. so practically the whole drive i was preoccupied with the gameboy.. also, was listening to ncc's cd "you gave" and hillsong "for all you've done" the whole way.. and drove my bro nuts nuts nuts cuz he was sick and tired of having to listen it over and over again.. heh!! after we reached, we rested awhile in our apartment, changed the bed sheets blah blah den went on to my grand father's house... okie like i've said, i dun seem to be able to fit in anywhere, so at the house my bro talked with my uncle and cousin and all dat while i? just sat on the sofa and dream.. the food dat night was i should say a disaster for me cuz everything was lik meat meat and MORE meat.. and i so totally do not like to eat so much meat.. i rather some easier-to-chew stuff and nice-to-eat stuff.. it was jus driving me nutss! in the end i settled for the mushroom and toufu with rice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day(9th feb): was last to wake up in the morning as usual.. got tugged at and pulled by my bro and father, trying desperately to pull me out from the bed.. anyway eventually and surely i got up and got ready to go bai nian.. just wore a normal red t with jeans.. felt that it was kinda casual but my closet is not exactly well off.. before we set off to bai nian, my dad did the yearly tradition thingy of giving us ang baos.. but he always gives us lots of choices and we suppose to choose one.. of cuz we wouldnt noe how much there was in each ang bao cuz that would spoil all the fun.. for the past few yrs i've always touched every ang bao, tried to feel how much notes were inside btu always ended up with the least amount of money inside while my bro who also does the same as me always gets the most.. well.. this yr i decided to break my habit and just set my eyes on the first ang bao dat catches my attention.. my bro got to choose it first, he spent lik 10 mins choosing? while he was doing so, i just stared at the ang baos laid on the table, and saw one ang bao packet dat was different from the rest.. and i decided on that but i gotta wait for him to choose first.. it turned out dat his one contained some notes but with a letter dat says he could choose another ang bao to add on.. and mine, 500 RM came out.. i was lik thank god.. although its $250 after converting, but i was glad to see a 5 in there.. its like, god's grace is in the ang bao.. he wans mi to see and choose his grace.. heh.. in the end my bro had more den me in total.. but i was satisfied.. veri satisfied.. normally i would get way below wad he gets, but thank god this yr, i've got a satisfactory amount.. the food at my grandfather's house that morning/afternoon was sooo much beta den the nite before.. there was lik so nice toufu, sea cucumber, fish maw, chicken rice, potato salad!, and many more amelia-friendly-chewable food.. so i kept on downing all the foodd.. heh.. did the usuals of wishing my relatives, collecting the ang baos, not dat i'm still soo excited over it but it was fun..&lt;br /&gt;after leaving the house, went to uncle george's house.. okie i gotta tell u that its located at this estate with lotsa landed dat u can juz buy the land and build any kind of house u wan.. so every house had their own special design.. and guess wad? they were SOOOOOO big u noe.. and looked lik castles to me.. itz just hard to explain using words cuz i duno how to describe everything also.. uncle george's house was basically shaped lik a rectangle with a square hole in the centre of the house... oki i think its a reali bad description.. but anyway its a 2 storey house.. and guess wad? their master room's CLOSET + TOILET is lik the size of my room + my bro's room and a little more.. i mean its really huge.. and dats jus the walk in closet.. they have a gym.. and the daughter has 2 rooms to choose from .. one is a rather cute kinda layout and the other one is the more mature kinda layout.. cool..&lt;br /&gt;in the evening went to watch the imax theatre at times square, which is also where i was staying.. it claims to have the biggest imax screen in southeast asia so wanted to check it out.. watched t-rex.. hmmx.. itz really amazing how it works.. i've been to singapore's omnimax but there, the screen is 5 storeys high and juz gotta wear that really big specs den the image becomes 3d.. itz juz so fun dat i think now if i were to watch a normal movie, i would kinda feel bored.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day(10th feb):woke up late again den went uncle joe lim's house to bai nian.. stayed there for quite long, watched shark tale's with the kids and my bro and my uncle at that place.. ate some steamboat stuff.. dats about it.. went back and watched imax again.. polar express.. and its reali great on the imax.. cuz the snow looks lik its falling on ur lap.. vvv nice.. in evening, my mum's frenz came and we played rummikub.. and played some money.. so earned some easy bucks in the midst of it.. my mum didnt object cuz itz a mind game and all dat so it doesnt matter playing a little money since its juz lik 3 RM lidat.. yepps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th day(11th feb): woke up and made our way back to singapore.. played pokemon again hehhh.. and drove my bro crazy again by playing the cds again.. and the worst thing is dat his mp3 player no more batt so he couldnt lik plug his ears with the headphones haha.. poor guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when got back, went to janet's hosue for bbq with vid ppl.. where some of the lamest ppl are.. -lamed-.. right after dat, went to xiao tian's hosue for another bbq with 2g'04 peeps.. just chilled out and hanged around on her FISH FARM.. we played dai dee and some played blackjack and gambled? well card games i dun gamble or wad.. so juz played dai dee for fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt day went to aunt steph's house for a meal with all my mum's caregroup ppl.. i played xbox with marcus they all i had my share of squealing and screaming when i kept on dying.. haha.. went for d.a.r.e.. msg was more or less like main service, like dun listen to bad reports and all dat lohs.. did camera for the last 15 mins? cuz jer liang was worn out... could see it in his realli red eyes man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's zonals started with a blast.. we had a thrashing game of 63-10.. i mean actually my team mates.. but not really me.. unless u consider a player who actually contributes just 1 point a thrasher.. but wells happie for my team though.. how would u feel if someone the same sex as u keeps on looking at u? lets ponder over that and leave that hanging till the nxt time i update.. cyaz.. happie valentine's day everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110838153082565964?l=ahswinterangel.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-9856873.post-110762923571331839</id><published>2005-02-06T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T02:47:15.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`tired...::</title><content type='html'>today woke up early early in the morning to watch softball match at geylang methodist sch.. actualli was meeting nana at aljunied mrt at 9.30.. but when i called her at 9 she jus woke up so i went with my mum to tua kong to eat.. in the end i reached aljunied later den nana.. =x but i was so kind to buy for her curry puffs to munch while watching heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;when we reached there it was the third inning already.. mi and nana was wearing BLACK and sitting in the hot sun.. den nana kept on complaining about the heat and about how black she's becoming by the minute.. yammering away.. yammer yammer yammer.. tsktsk.. sat nxt to ms zarinah.. den nana keep on telling her, " ur student leh this one..".. nana doenst noe dat its ms zarinah's pleasure to have me as her student.. hehe!! anyway at first kt hit a realli gd gd gd ball.. den flew far far.. he ran past all the 3 bases den just as he slide onto the home base, the person caught the ball and he was striked out.. and i think he sprained his wrist.. den i think he teared or sumthing.. poor guy.. i shall not say more about the game, juz dat i didnt think that everyone was in their best form today.. not saying dat their performance was bad but just wasnt the best.. wish them all the best for the east zones.. yepps..&lt;br /&gt;during their game, mi and nana borrowed the gloves and ball and started passing.. den nana "thundered" the ball here and there.. the geyland methodist softball girls were down there passing too.. den at the end they ask us we how old.. nana told them sec 3 but dun worry we not in softball.. we're bballers.. wa... so zai rite.. after the game, we went bball court borrowed ball from the ppl there and started shooting.. we chop chop chop.. so SHUANG sia.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go caregroup today but was so tired dat i juz collapsed on my bed and slept from 3.30 to 7 hehe.. sorry ah overcomers.. i v slack lehh.. pai sehx.. basically thats all for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah last of all, this is dedicated to nana.. just now was smsing her this..&lt;br /&gt;amelia punches and amelia hits&lt;br /&gt;amelia beats nana until she's in fits&lt;br /&gt;victory to amelia the queen&lt;br /&gt;she rox your sox&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah man.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;amelia rox!=pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110762923571331839?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-9856873.post-110735547409653201</id><published>2005-02-02T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T22:44:34.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: busy wizzy dizzy...`</title><content type='html'>been terribly busy lately so couldnt find the time to update at all.. apologies!! u noe on sat, me yingz val went for the singapore history trail with two other groups of ahs ppl.. at first we were like discussing what to wear and all dat and we decided on white caps and val would wear this bandana.. when we reached there, we kept on adjusting the caps, bandanas, taking pics and all that wasnt important at all.. haha.. we like heck care-ed about the speeches and all that.. but when it started, we chionnggggg all the way to every station.. lik we practically ran to all the stations loh.. i had to carry the video cam + sometimes my bag dat contained all the water bottles blah blah.. we kinda rotated the bag between ourselves but i felt it was such a BURDEN carrying it to run.. plus i had to "protecT" my vid cam.. i think there were lik 12 stations in all.. 12 questions.. we held on until the last one.. every of our answers were correct and we were realli fast.. den when we answered the last one.. it turned out to be WRONG!!! arghhhh dat cost us everything loh.. in the end we couldnt get any prize AT ALL.. the other group from ahs managed to get a consolation prize and realli congrats to them.. BUT if only we had gotten the last question correct, we might have just been able to get it too.!!! cuz we were faster den the other ahs group.. grrrr... nvm lah nvm lah.. the nxt part of the competition is the making of the web.. mus do our best in it..&lt;br /&gt;well at least i feel comforted cuz we all got a GOODIE bag from the competition.. heh heh.. there's this realli huge m1 book dat is blank.. so can make a scrap book.. den there was vouchers.. drinks.. post its.. not bad.. at least i didnt go round singapore river for nothing..&lt;br /&gt;sunday was ruth's bday!!! err.. mayb itz too late but HAPPIE BELATED BDAY? hehe..!! yepps.. went wif vid min ppl to SOMEWHERE in chinatown.. i have no idea where dat is but its sumwhere there.. the food was not bad.. lik wad val said, it looked lik malaysia haha.. i lik the hor fun lots.. and roger was so sweet cuz he helped me take food.. yay thankie~&lt;br /&gt;mon was lit test.. despite asking around about wad my lit poem means, i still went to school with a big question mark.. thank god the poem dat came out in the test was the easiest to interpret.. realli thank god.. cuz if the test came out the one on "pet panther" i seriously think i can just hand up a blank paper and fail it straight.. heh heh.. after sch went for maths tuition to make up for my wed lesson last week.. logs logs logs logs logs logs logs.. the whole 3 hrs i was doing LOGS!!!! it drove me nuts nuts nuts!!&lt;br /&gt;tues had training as usual but got released earlier cuz some ppl had 2 tests the nxt day and had to go home earlier to study..&lt;br /&gt;today had chem test.. last nite i was sooo tired actually dat i almost wanted to give up studying and just sit for the test.. buden did a little den i lied on my table and closed my eyes.. after i opened it again, 1 hr had past.. int he end i succumbed to my sleepiness.. attempted to wake up at 5.30 to study but guess wad? of cuz i couldnt lah.. went to sch and used chi period to finish up the last minute studying.. in the end the test didnt have all those dat i studied for... booo.. and the teacher who set dat paper has really bad grammer and spelling.. haii..&lt;br /&gt;yepp dats allf or today.. anyone in 3a gona do the zhuo wen??? i dun feel lik passing up lehh!! hehe.. nite everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110735547409653201?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110735547409653201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110735547409653201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110735547409653201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110735547409653201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/02/busy-wizzy-dizzy.html' title=':: busy wizzy dizzy...`'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110675723705862672</id><published>2005-01-27T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T00:39:12.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` running nose...::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ahh.. this morning i woke up at 5.45am with my nose all clogged up and running and everything.. i was practically blowing my nose for straight 15 mins before i got back onto my bed and wrapped myself up with the blanket... however after 10 mins i had to get up AGAIn to get ready for school.. my bro had to go for his army napfa test today so had to wake up especially early as he has to reach at 7.30am at toa payoh.. but by the time he and his fren got ready it was 6.40am.. my mum asked mi to wait for my father den he'll send me.. straight away my reaction was WAD? so i woke up early for nothing? i could haf at least slept for 30 mins more? that meant alot cuz i wasnt feeling too well.. but in the end i kena scolded by my dad for complaining and all dat..&lt;br /&gt;so today i reached school wif my eyes all teary and swollen cuz of my nose.. i totally looked a complete horror... the whole day during lessons felt sooo much like just putting my head on the table and sleeping.. my eyes felt so pain and dry probably becuz of the fan and so tempted to just drift off to slp man.. so anyway i didnt go for math tuition today cuz i noe i WOULDNT be able to concentrate well or even listen to wad he wans to teach me.. so i jus came hom eto catch some slp.. i slept until 9pm, had my dinner den started to study for tml's bio test!! =S duno how to study for it lehh.. i mean i dunno wad i'm supposed to memorise and all dat.. nothing realli goes in.. mayb i'll try to do it later.. i was doing my a maths, practising realli hard.. and surprisingly, its getting beta, i can do it faster and correct.. though sometimes i have careless mistakes, but it is improving.. yippeee.. thank god~!!&lt;br /&gt;plans for tomorrow? going to raffles place to check out the place so dat we wun be so lost when we go there for the history trail on saturday.. the competition is just so cool.. they actually give us high cards, we're supposed to travel around singapore river there and look for answers to questions that they'll sms us.. den we sms the answer back to them then they'll send another sms to tell us whether we got it right or not.. they also take the timing we take to complete the entire "Race".. haha feel itz rather high tech lehh.. the high card actually has $15 worth of value so the balance amount after the competition is for our own keeping, so mi huiying and valerie decided to split it by downloading ringtones+wallpapers for ourselves.. cool!!! hehe.. the second part of the competition is dat we'll have to make a webpage on this competition thing, with fotos and info about that place.. so i guess i'll bring my video cam along so that i could provide some video footages for the webbie.. stil considering though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I CAN SKIP TRAINING TOMORROW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;was searching through the net for my quote of the day and this is wad i'm gona use.. : "I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else." C. S. Lewis. i lik it alot...&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;oh yahh.. and....... the com is finally in my room.. did lotsa packing and clearing my stuff so dat the printer and everything could be shifted inside here.. now i feel so comfortable updating.. oki den i'll get back to my bio already.. cya everyone..!! &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;winterangel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;#11&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110675723705862672?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110675723705862672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110675723705862672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110675723705862672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110675723705862672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/01/running-nose.html' title='` running nose...::'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110641063436587996</id><published>2005-01-22T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T00:17:14.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: d.a.r.e `</title><content type='html'>despite sleeping for very long, i stil felt so tired when i woke up this morning.. i woke up at 11.30? but still felt lik it was 8.. but anyway went for lunch at creation den went d.a.r.e... met up with rach and went in.. suddenly they said they were gona use a cam today.. =O.. went isaac told mi last yr dat there was gona be camera, i didnt expect it to be so fast.. anyway dewey came to teach the "video department" peeps how to connect the cam, do up the settings and projectors blah blah.. so before i knew it a whole CHUNK of things was stuffed into my mind and was supposed to remember it...obviously i couldnt the first time.. haha zac even betta, he kinda lik didnt remember a single thing.. so asked dewey lao shi to explain+ write down.. was blurred by everything lah.. but during praise and worship was sitting next to the BEAUTIFUL machine trying to reason out why it had to be set that way.. and understand beta now lah..&lt;br /&gt;during praise and worship sat at the back of the auditorium with zac.. but after awhile when ppl started going up for prayer with the music playin in the background.. i started lik thinking and dreaming lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i joined video min last yr.. saw all the cameras and all dat.. den went to teenzeal, i was imagining dat teenzeal would haf cameras too.. to like take pastor lawrence[at that time it was him preaching] and i would be part of the team who would be operating... of cuz at that point of time, it seemed impossible and felt that i muz be over obsessed with seeing the cameras that everywhere i go i feel that having cameras are needed.. moreover at that time i jus joined video min and hardly even knew how to use a cam.. so while listening to the song "Majesty" just now.. was just thinking how much god has moved in teenzeal.. lik now there so many new adjustments in d.a.r.e.. we have grown in number blah blah.. now even can use camera.. its kinda like a wow to me.. i mean campus young adults have camera no big deal wad.. the ppl there can handle it and all dat.. but for d.a.r.e to also lik decide to use it is kinda lik a wow.. so thank god lah.. my wish has come true.. at least it looks much beta now with deacon on the screen..&lt;br /&gt;next up, before i knew it teacher isaac ask mi take over jer liang.. oki the tripod v hard to handle.. i think he made the left right too loose already.. and up down too tight.. so v hard to pan up and down.. grrr... den i lean over to my left foot to look at the centre screen to follow cuz the cam screen v hard to see ba.. so my left thigh and calf almost cramped!! =S gosh..  feel so bu zi zai with the tripod cuz never used that kind b4.. anyway the experience was gd~ =)) at least dun need to focus.. so v ez~ wheeeee! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now my family was discussing whether the com should be shifted to my room.. sighs.. i badly want it too.. find it so inconvenient to run over to my bro's room to use it and realize dat he needs it.. there's a spare com dat's just collecting dust in one corner.. and my mum wans to put it in the living room.. why not my room?? might as well rite? put in the living room for wad? hais.. but nobody believes dat im disciplined enuff.. =( -sad-.. my dad said dat he can try putting it in my room but once he feels dat i'm abusing it, he'll shift it out.. he wans a table to be made so dat anytime i misbehave he'll have it shifted out to the living room straight away.. my mum disagreed and said dat when we need it den make it if not wad if we dun use it.. which is quite true.. but my dad insisted dat one shld be made FIRST.. haiz.. which makes mi feel even more discouraged.. am i really so irresponsible and not disciplined? nobody even trusts mi and believes in me.. my dad wans mi to tell him why the com should be there.. i said i need it and just trust me can? den he was lik.. trust?? no.. thats not a reason AT ALL.. sighs.. that really affected me lahh.. and now.. i just have that forget it kind of attitude towards this issue already.. i mean if i realli mean to abuse it rite, even if itz in the living room, i would loh.. dun haf to be in my room den i'll abuse it.. that kinda thing.. buttt........ ahhh forget it... my mum and dad kinda argued over that issue.. so quite sad about it.. but now their ok liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite everyone~!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110641063436587996?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110641063436587996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110641063436587996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110641063436587996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110641063436587996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/01/dare.html' title=':: d.a.r.e `'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110623903281567897</id><published>2005-01-21T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T00:37:12.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` dreams...::</title><content type='html'>today had video min meeting at 4th flr overflow so rushed from training back home den pia there... found out that for once i'm not late!! so anyway was just thinking alot on the dreams part that was shared lor... like ya everyone does have dreams, whether big or small, it does exist.. though some may deny but deep in your heart, u do have a dream and i'm no exception...&lt;br /&gt;to me, dreams are lik sumwhat quite impossible to reach out too... cuz if it's easy to acheive it, i'll define it as hopes, not dreams.. mayb i'm just 15 dats why dreams still seem distant in being acheived... just now i was just watching american idol auditions... everyone claimed that they have a dream and that's to becum the nxt american idol..in the end they sang terribly... den i realised, dreams.... not everyone realises their dreams, some ends up disappointed... will i too? sometimes i dream that when i grow up, i wan to make a difference... i dun wanna live my life quietly.. i wan to have an impact on people's lives... i haf no idea how it is gona be done but that's kinda like my desire... anyway, its JUSt a dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it was my first meeting so lik didnt noe wad to do at first? didn't even noe what to expect, just sat there, listening, waiting for sumthing to happen... the funny thing is that i finally realise that video is actually a realli realli small ministry leh!! oki fine i abit wols lah hor.. but realli.. so little ppl lik dat.. but i still hardly know everyone... =(( btw i stil dunno how to fill up the paper that was given out man.. totally no idea... i kinda like wan to keep my aspirations, dreams and goals to myself.. dun really like sharing.. heh heh... -selfish-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oki anyway last nite i was just doing up the other half part of the 2g clip dat i was working on for quite some time.. i think everyone was getting impatient to see the next part of the clip.. heh heh.. well anyway it's already done, pia-ed finish it last nite man.. it isnt really VERY well done but its OK.. just acceptable as keepsake.. cuz my com is like really slow, very laggy, always hanging.. so i dun really dare to try different kinds of ways to do it... plus there are contraints due to the prog i'm using.. but i hope 2g likes it!!! whee.... anyway in the end this morning i had this really BAD STOMACH CRAMP and so didnt go to sch on time lah.. decided to slp in a little longer, den went to sch at about 9.30am... ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first period was actually mr fizz's lesson but i missed it so went for second period... while walking to my class i passed by this class where mr fizz was teaching in.. so with my bag and all that i strolled past that classroom only to receive this shocked and bewildered look on his face.. he practically stopped teaching and his eyes followed mi as i walked past the class.. haha.. den my second period teacher was lik "wa..." so i just said my gd morning and went in.. haha... oh yahh this mon got hist test!!! i hardly even understood the whole chap man.. how to take the test..!! -grabs hair-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;east zone for my sch b boys officially started today.. against broadrick.. score was 58-20 sumthing lah.. cant remember.. but it's a gd start, only a pity dat broadrick wasn't thrashed more..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okii plans for tml.. finally there's no training man.. and thus i can go bowling+ play mahjong!! yay! a day of enjoyment and relaxation.. i'm starting to fall in love with public hols.. whheee~ and to end of the day, i can watch american idol.. yeah man its all planned up.. i'm ready to slp and start a new day.. [lame].. nite everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110623903281567897?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110623903281567897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110623903281567897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110623903281567897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110623903281567897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/01/dreams.html' title='` dreams...::'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110588134169640830</id><published>2005-01-16T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T21:15:41.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/all%20pixx%20039.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/all%20pixx%20039.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the guys wan their pics up too.. here u go~&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110588134169640830?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110588134169640830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110588134169640830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110588134169640830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110588134169640830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/01/since-guys-wan-their-pics-up-too.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110584053883713787</id><published>2005-01-16T09:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T09:55:38.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/all%20pixx%20036.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/all%20pixx%20036.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ip pupils leaving us to jc next yr&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110584048495740308?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110584048495740308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110584048495740308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110584048495740308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110584048495740308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/01/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110576695413073335</id><published>2005-01-15T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T13:29:14.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: have i done what i'm supposed to do?`</title><content type='html'>my dad just had a little talk with me... just suddenly he came into the computer room and sat on the bed and started talking... i can just remember a little about what he said but not all cuz he said really alot of things... he kinda said that from p6 dat yr till now i've been realli enjoying myself and not many people can haf this kind of luxurious life style such as mine.. he said he envied me and wished that he could be the same like me... but from now till i'm 21 yrs old, i should stop myself at during certain milestones and reflect about what i've done in my life and what i'm supposed to do... for example: have i given my fullest in whatever i've done?, have i studied to the best of my abilities?, am i pursuing my interests to the max?, do i play hard when i'm supposed to... have i done what i wan to do?... these actually reflects wad i've done and what i've yet to do... he said that he and my mum have been supporting my interests from young though i keep on changing my interests but he said that this was my process in growing up so they try to give me the best in whatever i wanted to do... but he wans me to know that in 10 yrs down the road, i may be married or wanting to start a family already.. that means dat there's only 10 more "free" yrs and 10 more yrs to lead my this kinda lifestyle... he said dat my every second and minute is always spent to the fullest as i'm always always always busy doing sumthing.. always occupied with some work... so my growing years is going to be spent vvvv quickly.. thats why he wans mi to reflect on myself every few months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itz v meaningful.. its like a wake up call?? i'm already 15... i haf to learn to pursue my own dreams, work hard for my future and not just always rely and them for everything.. if i lik sumthing, i gotta go learn about that thing myself... not always run to them and ask them about this and dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me that my bro has wasted much time during his growing up years doing things dat are totally no useful.. like playing this and that.. and he just used the balance time to study... he didnt learn anything else and all dat.. so his gotta pay for it along the way eventually... i dun wanna be like him.. i wanna have aims, goals, dreams... id un wanna waste my youth away doing things dat are useless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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get it anymore... i just cant accept the fact that i was totally defeated, and greatly defeated... isnt that so sad? yeah i know probably the whole world can just go ahead and laugh at me, i dun really care anymore ya know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i try so hard, i pray sooo hard dat it proves worthless.. i now understand dat i have to just let go and let god... my "works" are just never enough to earn anything.. i didnt understand that in the past.. i just kept on trying and trying everyday, forcing myself to attain the un-attainable and ended up feeling like a total mess.. i just have to relax and just give the cares to Him.. i finally realize itz not how much/hard u pray, its how much u trust that he will answer your prayers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;sad.depressed.dejected.lonely.disturbed.unwanted.uncared for.unreliable.irresponsible.untrustworthy.disgust.stupid.crazy.beyond help.&lt;br /&gt;this is wad the devil made me think about myself.. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, no longer, how can god's child be unwanted? or crazy? i mean god is my father so by saying dat i'm crazy means dat he is too.. how can dat be? we are the greatest form of creation of god, if i still am uncared for, wad are the animals, plants, oceans, skies? he takes care of every living thing on this earth, the smallest creature to the most useless ones, wad more me? the highest creation and his child? like wad deacon dan[lao da] said..&lt;br /&gt;if &lt;strong&gt;ANYONE &lt;/strong&gt;is loved, it is &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;.. if &lt;strong&gt;ANYONE&lt;/strong&gt; were to score straight a1s, it is &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;.. if &lt;strong&gt;ANYONE &lt;/strong&gt;were to get a promotion, it would be&lt;strong&gt; ME &lt;/strong&gt;.. if &lt;strong&gt;ANYONE&lt;/strong&gt; is the prettiest in his eyes, it is &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;.. and i strongly believe that i will be able to score my a1s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think in the course of bloggin this entry, i've actually made myself feel much beta.. i was just letting my thoughts flow and flow.. my depressed feelings flowed at first, but sumhow along the way, things came into my mind and somehow.. i'm feeling beta alreadyy.. thank yew jesus..-tears- =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110570707277755703?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110570707277755703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110570707277755703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/223/1195/320/all%20pixx%20043.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g`5 will always rock~&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110570945745728155?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110570945745728155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110570945745728155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110570945745728155'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;our very own 2g flag!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110570932252109342?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110570932252109342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110570932252109342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110570932252109342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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occasions when everyone can pose so nicely!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110570920594096340?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110570920594096340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110570920594096340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110570920594096340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110570920594096340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/01/one-of-rare-occasions-when-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110561963926591766</id><published>2005-01-14T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T20:36:53.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: physically, mentally and emotionally worn out`</title><content type='html'>today's training was the toughest dat i've ever had.. warm up was 100 pumping 100 sit ups.. then had to do 50 timings... that was enuff to make my whole body feel ruan3.. i think the coach is crazy.. she wans to torture us... to end of the training, we did 10 rounds of "si zhe"... that means from one end of the court, run to free throw line, run back den run to half court line, run back, run to the other side's free throw line, run back, run to the other end and run all the way back.. dat is 1 round.. and we did 10.. amazing rite? i dunno how i actually survived it but it felt great to run with nana , fe and mei mei... fe and mei mei runs really fast so itz gd dat we had to constantly chase up with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically today there's nothing really much dat happened... just a normal sch day with lessons and all... but, my mum kinda set many many rules for me to abide to from today onwards and i was so =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;:x: from mon to fri, i can only spend a maximum of 30 mins on the com+phone each day...&lt;br /&gt;:x: mon to fri my schedule is like this: go sch, come home, bathe, eat, do homework and sleep.. no watching tv no nothing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:x: sat will be my free day and can do anything on that day...but i think its crap cuz every alternate sat there's d.a.r.e and i gotta be there for every single d.a.r.e cuz of some commitments... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:x: sun muz be kept free for church and when i reach home from church at nite, i gotta do homework and revise for my weekly common tests held on mon..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;i absolutely do not haf a life now man... study, work, study, work.. thats all dat i see now.. soon i think u'll see a walking zombie floating around.. dats me.. ='(... arghh.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you noe pastor was saying, if time is wad u need, give time to god and he will make sure he multiplies it for u... dats wad i realli need now lord... i believe dat u will step in... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;winterangel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110553641875476373</id><published>2005-01-13T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T21:26:58.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` what's wrong??..::</title><content type='html'>itz been rather long since i last updated.. this week has been rather tiring and stressful for me? like on sun me, nana, yingz, vianz were rushing our ss proj which was due on mon.. it was "supposed" to be our hol homework but obviously it had not been done.. so we rushed the proj from around 2 in the afternoon till 1 plus in the morning... at first we were still quite relaxed but as the night approched, we were getting more anxious.. by 10 o clock u could see the four of us frantically trying to write and type away... yingz was fixing up our website, i was typing out all the stuff to transfer over to the webbie, vianz was writing out the summary and reviews and nana was editing vianz work.. it was totally hectic in my bro's room... so we rushed rushed rushed and by 1 plus nearly 2 we decided to give up on the few sources dat we had not time to complete... my mum sent them home cuz there wasnt any bus already... in addition, there was this CHINESE yan yu test the next day and chinese juz drives me nuts... [so does the chi teacher!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up the next day with this headache and blurness... cuz i woke up early on sun to get to church den that nite still slept late.. so i quickly took the test and lied on my table to slp.. zZzzZzz.. it was still ok lahh.. hope i pass...!!!&lt;br /&gt;that nite i think i slept late again cuz i was revamping this blog stuff.. now i hope it looks less messy !! so on tues, i was realli worn out... plus there was this torturous training that took place in our very own stadium... let me stress that it WAS torturous.. we practically played 5 on 5 with each other the whole training, ran lik 20 rounds bball court, free throws, run 10 times of half court "si zhe".. dat was terrible... absolutely terrible esp when i didnt haf enuff slp for the past few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today im officially physically, mentally worn out... why? i had to go through boring a/e maths tuition today and i practically felt my eyelids closing while the tuitor was explaining to me..  but of cuz i didnt cuz it'll be rude.. and.... today we did lik 30 maths sums in class over a period of 1 hr today... how great is dat? i juz simply "love" maths since it is sooo "easy".. wad can i say? i think today is like a maths day.. now there are numbers written all over in my head now..!! arghh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about the more happy stuff... bio today simply rox.. i realli like the microscope thingy and looking at the onion and cheek cells!! so interesting... justin siau kinda scraped off a piece of justinn's broken wrist's skin[ i think so] and put it under the microscope.. and when i looked at it, i felt like puking.. so yucky.. its like playing house of the dead and the zombie's skin texture was like dat... ewww... haha.. and mr fizz was so funny.. me and yingz and him left bio lab at the same time but he parted halfway.. and we said bye to him.. so we continued walking but when we were reaching our class, we saw him leaning over at the lockers there.. and was amazed at how fast he could get there.. den he said he jumped all the way from ground floor up here[ we're on the 4th floor u see].. anyway he v funny.. oh yah ms ow's lesson was already funn fun funn!! at first she asked us," are all of u ok? your look v dead u noe..." den tianz mi yingz were lik.. v tired lahh!!! [normally we'llmake alot of noise but today exception..] she suggested that we do some exercise..!! anyway she gave us some quiz to do, itz sumthing on our learning style and abilities.. and i found out that my way of learning was visually and kinesthetically[if there's such a word]... actually itz quite true though.. cuz i cant learn through audio lik listening to lectures and all dat.. i needa look at the book/words and write in down den i can actually absorb.. so there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class comm had a meeting during second recess about our class rules and notice board decor.. we were thinking of what word to be used to represent 3 a.. muz start with a one.. so we were crapping ard.. apple, ant, animal, aloha, aunty, ah ma.. haha.. den suddenly ah lian and ah beng came out.. haha.. any ideas for wad nice words?? haha.. i think we wanna do a class tee as well but who can decorate???! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some thoughts for today.. i was linking everyone's blog to mine and shun bian saw their latest entries... i realised lots of my frenz are actually god lovers u noe.. i nv expected them to be.. lik i looked at nana's one.. and behind that v ap ger[hehe].. u noe she actually runs after god and his ways.. i mean i always thought dat she didnt care much bout god and all dat but.. sumhow whatever she typed kinda encouraged me.. "he'll be in the finish of ur dream" and when i think about it, i find out how true it realli is.. he'll not only be in the finish, he'll be in the start, he'll be with u along the journey and finally at the end... he'll never forsake us.. so juz build my dream upon his foundation.. yepps.. dats all.. nite to all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110553641875476373?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110553641875476373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110553641875476373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110553641875476373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110553641875476373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/01/whats-wrong.html' title='` what&apos;s wrong??..::'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110501541901773477</id><published>2005-01-07T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T20:43:39.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: i cant take it anymore..`</title><content type='html'>hey hey.. today juz had training and came back not long ago.. today had a little change in timetable, i guess there was some confusion and in the end my class had a free period.. me and yingz were like attempting to practise our a maths but the whole one hr we were practically trying to figure out ONE question and by the nxt period we still didnt noe how to do it.. brilliant isnt it? add maths is totally NOT fun i tell u.. and i haf totally no idea why i haf to take it..&lt;br /&gt;i love ms ow's lesson man!! so fun + funny + relaxing.. 1 hr passes so quickly this way.. not lik CHEM.. where mrs lam, the veri boring teacher, juz talks to herself the whole lesson.. i think i'm gona enjoy my CORE humans this yr too.. yay~ see i'm looking on the brighter side already.. so dun say im depressed okayy!! daddy god loves me and he wans the best for me..&lt;br /&gt;so basically nothing much happened today that's worth typing about.. except that we had to play with c boys practise match again.. i guess i'm not that afraid to play or have contact with them anymore.. i juz try to bulldoze my way and play a little rougher.. i hope the coaches are able to see the difference cuz i'm realli trying my best already.. my best!! yeps dats all folks, i think i'm gona haf an early night.. gona train tml AGAIN~ boooo!! nite ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110501541901773477?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110501541901773477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110501541901773477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110501541901773477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110501541901773477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-cant-take-it-anymore.html' title=':: i cant take it anymore..`'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110476826611395357</id><published>2005-01-04T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T00:04:26.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` please stop the torment.. ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wow.. i've been trying to update for the past few days.. couldnt find the time.. anyway today is first day of sch.. not that im exactly excited and happie abt it though.. it's been a realli tiring day for me and i kinda hate school now.. the new class is rather sad loh.. all so quiet all so not sporting.. i dunno how we're gona bond or actually be close at all.. there's juz so much difference.. felt so fed up cuz the teachers also suck man.. wang ee chew.. how great is that?? i feel like juz changing class.. but 3a is already the class that has the most 2g'04 ppl there.. there's this new principle in school too.. im not sure whether she can be considered beta den mr wang.. in terms of speaking and communicating, she is definitely heaven and he is... i duno where.. but she expects SO much and is trying to change our school like dat loh.. i feel so much like in chij schools already.. the feeling she gives me and all the changes dat she wans.. cant blame her though, she was a trainee from chij katong.. [my pri sch!!!] okay so anyway after school we collected our jerseys den go tm.. met my family to watch ocean 12.. omg.. its lik so shitty.. i wonder why this show is even in cinemas.. the plot is like not there?? i duno but i couldnt understand it at all and even if i did.. i guess its not gd either.. hais.. waste of my time.. felt SO tired today dat i dropped to my bed the moment i reached home.. immediately felt lik crying cuz so tired and so much stuff left for me to do!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i quickly went to bathroom to bathe, on the shower let the water run down and juz sobbed.. i felt so stressed cuz of lotsa things.. lik im so worried bout my o levels.. my teachers realli suck and i juz realised that tjc admission is 8 points.. i mean thats so impossible to me loh.. den i was thinking : it's onli the first day and im lik so tired.. wiped out.. how am i gona survive this sec 3/4  yr?? sumore tml got training.. arghh.. so many things so i kinda cried awhile.. but after i got out from the shower.. i calmed down and got rational..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well god is still there for me and i believe he will make a way.. though times may seem hard and tough but his loves mi so much dat he wun bear to make mi suffer.. so thus i decided to pull myself together and start doing my project.. so here i am.. on the internet.. i finished one source already.. [thats a great start..] yepps.. and dats all for today.. tata~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;winterangel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110476826611395357?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110476826611395357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110476826611395357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110476826611395357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110476826611395357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/01/please-stop-torment.html' title='` please stop the torment.. ::'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110457408865022761</id><published>2005-01-02T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T18:08:08.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::... to find dat empty space`</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;hahax.. now at rach's hse updating.. juz played lik duno how many games of mahjong lah.. haha.. finally im satisfied and no longer have the craving to play mahjong.. hehe.. now wad i wanna do is to shop actualli.. cuz the 100 bucks i got from my mum for christmas still have lik 30 bucks left.. so wanna go spend it!!! buy new things to start of the new yr.. oh yah.. i got rach to join the lyrics department thingy!! so if she can officially join us then we'll haf 4 ppl in "video".. whee~ haha.. anyway this place im in is juz kinda "next door" to zuan ming's house den i saw him playing football downstairs.. hmmx.. so qiao hor.. well.. so.. now gona try to find other things to add to my bloggie.. haha.. yeps.. cya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winterangel&lt;br /&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110457408865022761?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110457408865022761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110457408865022761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110457408865022761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110457408865022761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2005/01/to-find-dat-empty-space.html' title='::... to find dat empty space`'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9856873.post-110442845445583102</id><published>2005-01-01T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T12:56:52.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` i run away to find u.. ::</title><content type='html'>hahax.. finally got myself another blog liao.. much beta den the old boring one rite?? today is christmas eve.. didnt go training again.. im not exactly in the best condition now.. i dun care wad the others will say.. i slack or wad but i reali cant train in this condition.. hahax.. now in the midst of linking everyone.. v sianz lehh.. so many to link hehe.. i'll do it slowly.. realli wish tml haf d.a.r.e lehh.. i miss the meetings already.. and im realli looking forward to the new video ministry dats gona be in d.a.r.e.. cant wait for it to officially be opened!!! hehe.. yepps.. oki.. cyaz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::lost::&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9856873-110442845445583102?l=ahswinterangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/feeds/110442845445583102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9856873&amp;postID=110442845445583102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110442845445583102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9856873/posts/default/110442845445583102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahswinterangel.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-run-away-to-find-u.html' title='` i run away to find u.. ::'/><author><name>:x w|nt3r@ng3|g3r x:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393046514884197870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
