<?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-6209954437386017606</id><updated>2011-12-03T17:03:02.319-08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='anime video'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='2009'/><category term='Youtube'/><category term='Results'/><category term='Carnival'/><category term='Beach Resort'/><category term='new'/><category term='BBQ'/><category term='Chap 4'/><category term='Mistake'/><category term='Jurong Library'/><category term='NanYang Polytechnic'/><category term='Bookstore'/><category term='Found it'/><category term='english comprehension'/><category term='memories'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Feelings'/><category term='Singapore Flyer.'/><category term='Ngee Ann Poly'/><category term='Garage sales'/><category term='singapore'/><category term='Biotech fair'/><category term='Books sale'/><category term='History Elective Texbook'/><category term='movie review'/><category term='drawings'/><category term='playlist'/><category term='judging people'/><category term='Trip'/><category term='notes'/><category term='story'/><category term='Social Studies'/><category term='TV series'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='BookCrossing'/><category term='Exams'/><category term='Music'/><category term='bored'/><category term='taking photos'/><category term='SBWR'/><category term='Where got Ghost'/><category term='websites'/><category term='books websites'/><category term='article'/><category term='Time'/><category term='Boys Like Girls'/><category term='Studying'/><category term='Favourite Moments'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>My memories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-1544108753510422677</id><published>2010-01-14T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T21:37:07.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A new blog. It's &lt;a href="http://tales-of-e.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://tales-of-e.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; . Relink please :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya, Amigos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-1544108753510422677?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/1544108753510422677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1544108753510422677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1544108753510422677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-7344375943585189869</id><published>2010-01-09T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:53:38.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am Sec 4 already, yet i don't feel any difference. I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i'm sitting at my usual place in the canteen and chatting with my friends, i feel like i'm still in Sec 3. Talking about mindless stuff and laughing about stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one and only difference other than studying different topics is that some of the boys in my class had become taller. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends seemed suspiously taller than me . . . . . . Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the release of O level results. I'll be there with my friend. Hopefully, when she cry, it will be tears of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to see her in school this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-7344375943585189869?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/7344375943585189869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-sec-4-already-yet-i-dont-feel-any.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7344375943585189869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7344375943585189869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-sec-4-already-yet-i-dont-feel-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-8261873521231447539</id><published>2010-01-05T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T05:20:21.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O LEVEL</title><content type='html'>It's another new year.. . Yay. Not. Since this year is my O levels, i won't be coming here so often. . . *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-8261873521231447539?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/8261873521231447539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-level.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8261873521231447539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8261873521231447539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-level.html' title='O LEVEL'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-3675009236823321639</id><published>2010-01-02T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:04:08.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a Sunday. . . . Normally, it would be nothing. But now? It's the day before Monday. Before my 1st day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i didn't miss about school time is the waking up. 6.30 AM. Considering the past 2 months which i've been sleeping late and waking late (Oh, the pleasure!), it would almost be torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is the homework i'm sure we will all be getting. And the revision. And the remedials. And the CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i had once wanted to go back to school. How crazy was that! Now i'm wishing to turn back time. . . . *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least there's something to look forward to. My allowance money. Haha. Nothing muc---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PHOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- *holding my beaten face* Wahh! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All right, all right. *mumbles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also my friends that i would like to see every day. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay?&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;. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urg. I think a headache is coming. From the &lt;s&gt;beating&lt;/s&gt; remainder i just received and from the off-key singing of my neighbours. They have karaoke on and off.&lt;em&gt; And&lt;/em&gt;, they don't have soundproof walls, and their noise is just very irritating. Plus noisy. Damn them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-3675009236823321639?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/3675009236823321639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3675009236823321639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3675009236823321639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-532516652462128588</id><published>2010-01-02T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T05:23:14.511-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Countdown 2010 photos!</title><content type='html'>Hey people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new year!!!  2010. Wow. Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, here is a small "party" countdown to . .  .2010. Enjoy the pictures :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-532516652462128588?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/532516652462128588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2010/01/countdown-2010-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/532516652462128588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/532516652462128588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2010/01/countdown-2010-photos.html' title='Countdown 2010 photos!'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-363078504756243437</id><published>2009-12-25T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:51:08.726-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><title type='text'>Merry 2009 Christmas!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzR8k0NjPtI/AAAAAAAAAf8/o27h-SytkIY/s1600-h/Image093%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzR8kh9w2bI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3C35_B6M-80/s1600-h/Image091%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzR4FKxmjNI/AAAAAAAAAfs/pyVtw9AMy24/s1600-h/merry-christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419088281820630226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzR4FKxmjNI/AAAAAAAAAfs/pyVtw9AMy24/s320/merry-christmas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;annnd~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEARRRR!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wishing you guys a very pleasant and joyful new year!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzR8kh9w2bI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3C35_B6M-80/s1600-h/Image091%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419093218668108210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzR8kh9w2bI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3C35_B6M-80/s320/Image091%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzR8k0NjPtI/AAAAAAAAAf8/o27h-SytkIY/s1600-h/Image093%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419093223566163666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzR8k0NjPtI/AAAAAAAAAf8/o27h-SytkIY/s320/Image093%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6209954437386017606-363078504756243437?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/363078504756243437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-2009-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/363078504756243437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/363078504756243437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-2009-christmas.html' title='Merry 2009 Christmas!!!!'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzR4FKxmjNI/AAAAAAAAAfs/pyVtw9AMy24/s72-c/merry-christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-4014553989715997417</id><published>2009-12-22T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T07:03:48.736-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It would reaaaally make my day if i get the book i want. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway, below are some of the photos i have unearthed from my phone. They were taken in 2009, which if you are clever means this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzDWIOfKoxI/AAAAAAAAAes/6REurImO5gQ/s1600-h/Image056%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418065788542821138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzDWIOfKoxI/AAAAAAAAAes/6REurImO5gQ/s320/Image056%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  In our school's Yo-Hub. Air-conditioned. :D Good place for staying back to study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzDWIXYchXI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ZbrPf54zegA/s1600-h/Image094%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418065790930552178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzDWIXYchXI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ZbrPf54zegA/s320/Image094%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our school's gym on the left. Nearly sundown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzDWHYhVaCI/AAAAAAAAAec/_GkhAcKd36M/s1600-h/Image037%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418065774056400930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzDWHYhVaCI/AAAAAAAAAec/_GkhAcKd36M/s320/Image037%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ZN teaching us (me and my friends) one of the A Maths questions. . . But i still don't understand. Luckily, our A Maths teacher was there to teach me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzDWHr-MscI/AAAAAAAAAek/mlCnklIX_TU/s1600-h/Image036%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418065779277738434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzDWHr-MscI/AAAAAAAAAek/mlCnklIX_TU/s320/Image036%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oops, he caught me! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzDWHKSBWuI/AAAAAAAAAeU/woDTpX26xGw/s1600-h/Image023%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 164px; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418065770234075874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzDWHKSBWuI/AAAAAAAAAeU/woDTpX26xGw/s320/Image023%5B2%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Dinner with my cousin. So cut3!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-4014553989715997417?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/4014553989715997417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-would-reaaaally-make-my-day-if-i-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4014553989715997417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4014553989715997417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-would-reaaaally-make-my-day-if-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SzDWIOfKoxI/AAAAAAAAAes/6REurImO5gQ/s72-c/Image056%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-2298134696770689857</id><published>2009-12-12T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T05:28:56.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was somewhat a 'once in a lifetime experience'--taking off my braces!!!!!!!!! YEAH Baby!!! Needless to say, it kinda hurt when they (the dentist and assistant) took the braces off but *grin* Hehehe, it was worth the tiny bit of pain when i got to see my teeth that was half hidden by my braces for two years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SyOaLOpAcqI/AAAAAAAAAc4/vL-8n7xrqAU/s1600-h/Image091%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414340694728798882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SyOaLOpAcqI/AAAAAAAAAc4/vL-8n7xrqAU/s320/Image091%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was taken opposite. In case you didn't notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SyOaL2_JCxI/AAAAAAAAAdA/QWVFxp66bII/s1600-h/Image093%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414340705559055122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SyOaL2_JCxI/AAAAAAAAAdA/QWVFxp66bII/s320/Image093%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehehe. Now is full teeth!!! :DDDD&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/6209954437386017606-2298134696770689857?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/2298134696770689857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-was-somewhat-once-in-lifetime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/2298134696770689857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/2298134696770689857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-was-somewhat-once-in-lifetime.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SyOaLOpAcqI/AAAAAAAAAc4/vL-8n7xrqAU/s72-c/Image091%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-3651842304347237000</id><published>2009-12-06T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:20:07.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: New Moon, The Twilight Saga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sxywk_4N3cI/AAAAAAAAAcI/uvSIB5osqaY/s1600-h/217881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 136px; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412395001861496258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sxywk_4N3cI/AAAAAAAAAcI/uvSIB5osqaY/s320/217881.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i went with Joey and her friends to catch New Moon. I haven't finished watching Twilight yet, but i've read both, Twilight and New Moon, books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the movie is really fluid, even if you haven't read the books, it gives you a pretty good idea about the story. I really like it when it shows a closeup of the wolves. Their fur moves--rustles?--as the wind passes it. Really a nice effect. But when Edward stands in the sunlight and he simmers, it's not really what i would like to see. I think it would have been better if he would glow, like a firefly. Though how the humans would figure that he is a vampire is out of my calculations. [Look at me type! I sound like an expert! :p ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The special effects are very well done, it's almost like an action movie. Almost. There are scenes where Edward stares lovingly (i'm just using my imagination) at Bella, where they lie on a field of flowers and stare at each other. How romantic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the most interesting was when Edward thought Bella had died and went to another country (i'm not too sure of the name) to seek his death, for there was no meaning in living in the world that his beloved wasn't in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like Jane. Though she has only a few lines to say, she somehows commands attention. Might be her blood red eyes though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, while watching the movie, we--me and Joey--had counted the number of times Bella was kissed. Yeah, we had nothing better to do. And the answer is (if Joey didn't miscount) &lt;strong&gt;5. &lt;/strong&gt;Yup. &lt;strong&gt;5. &lt;/strong&gt;4 with Edward and 1 with Jacob. And (to me) it wasn't even a kiss! He just pecked her lips only. .. . . At least there was no french kissing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also another thing i notice, just for fun. Jacob was half half naked almost of the time. I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; when he changes into a wolf his clothes get shred but why is he &lt;s&gt;always &lt;/s&gt;okay, sometimes, half naked? I mean i understand when he changes back into human he should be naked. Yet why does the trousers survive but the shirt don't? That's a bit weird. But hey, don't let me stop you from enjoying the view!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i liked this movie, you should go watch it too, if you didn't watch it already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'Bella, will you marry me?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;". . . Eh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Knock yourself out. ^__^&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/6209954437386017606-3651842304347237000?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/3651842304347237000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/12/movie-review-new-moon-twilight-saga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3651842304347237000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3651842304347237000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/12/movie-review-new-moon-twilight-saga.html' title='Movie Review: New Moon, The Twilight Saga'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sxywk_4N3cI/AAAAAAAAAcI/uvSIB5osqaY/s72-c/217881.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-8654378307460516128</id><published>2009-12-03T22:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:04:31.671-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Chart Jackers</title><content type='html'>Where you can view the videos done by Chart Jackers. A very talented group :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vodpod.com/watch/2455690-chart-jackers-number-1-song-ive-got-nothing-full-music-video-hd"&gt;http://vodpod.com/watch/2455690-chart-jackers-number-1-song-ive-got-nothing-full-music-video-hd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-8654378307460516128?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/8654378307460516128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/12/chart-jackers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8654378307460516128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Twilight Reads!</title><content type='html'>Oh man, i was laughing all the way while watching him read Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You GOT to see this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2L253VLwH3w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2L253VLwH3w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-3312125437909118684?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-8589293477894880834</id><published>2009-11-30T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:59:18.648-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>A story</title><content type='html'>I was once programmed to not feel anything, to just obey any order given to me by my creator. But then it dawned on him that even though i carried out his orders, there were unnecessary risks involved. I could not get too close to the targets, i was too cold, too stiff. I could not feel anything, not pleasure, not pain, not anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he changed my programmings, enabling me to feel emotion of all sorts: envy, hate, anger, loneliness, pain, tiredness. But mostly guilt. Live crushing, burdening guilt after killing, torturing people. People that were innocent in my and his world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i could never stop killing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was made for it. What could a humanoid do except killing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i killed, and killed, and killed, until my arms were soaking wet with the most precious thing a human needed. Blood. Even then, even with the guilt crushing me, the mental exhastion drowning me, I continued foward. I did not look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until that day. The day i broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood in front of the baby, with his mother holding onto him with every dying breath. The one that i stole from her. It didn't matter that i was ordered to, i killed, and would do so again. Or so i thought when i looked into the baby's eyes. When i was being looked at with such naked innocence, never mind his mother's blood was spattered across his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me, and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smiled&lt;/em&gt;! For god's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i knew what i should have done years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew my creator would die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many others like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, finally, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Inspiration from Savour Me Slowly, by Gena Showalter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-8589293477894880834?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/8589293477894880834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8589293477894880834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8589293477894880834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/story.html' title='A story'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-7606249555700582118</id><published>2009-11-26T06:34:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:10:08.623-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookstore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Found it'/><title type='text'>Bras Basah Complex</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's my lucky day! I wandered to Bras Basah Complex, and what i saw blew my mind off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a book sale!!!!!! Wo zuo kan, you kan, shang kan, xia kan~ , books, books, books, were everywhere!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sw9d-U-op3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/-cGNbfJsUDM/s1600/Image012%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408645002859947890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sw9d-U-op3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/-cGNbfJsUDM/s320/Image012%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. I bought 4 books and a manga. The manga only cost me $1. WOW!!! [Before: $3.90, second hand book]. It seems Lady Lucky has shine upon me for i uncovered, "Mine to Possess" By Nalini Singh for $4!!! WOW!! *Hugs the book* My favourite series. :} &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sw9d9x0q14I/AAAAAAAAAbk/peew_VXq9qc/s1600/Image052%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408644993422907266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sw9d9x0q14I/AAAAAAAAAbk/peew_VXq9qc/s320/Image052%5B2%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to hurry if you are planning to go there, cause it ends on 29 Nov 09. I saw two Planet Ladder vol 4 mangas there too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Extra: The moon shines brightly on the cloak of Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sw9d-LYxZ6I/AAAAAAAAAbs/ThzYH-YIVBM/s1600/Image034%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408645000285218722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sw9d-LYxZ6I/AAAAAAAAAbs/ThzYH-YIVBM/s320/Image034%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-7606249555700582118?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/7606249555700582118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/bras-basah-complex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7606249555700582118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7606249555700582118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/bras-basah-complex.html' title='Bras Basah Complex'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sw9d-U-op3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/-cGNbfJsUDM/s72-c/Image012%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-8223591378025342295</id><published>2009-11-25T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:27:48.963-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bookstore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Found it'/><title type='text'>Big Bookshop PTE LTD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was wandering around the Clementi Mrt station when i found the Big Bookshop PTE LTD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sw4QJCICZXI/AAAAAAAAAbM/15QBtdP0L74/s1600/Image019%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408277949893993842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sw4QJCICZXI/AAAAAAAAAbM/15QBtdP0L74/s320/Image019%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The address is :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sw4QIgNxt3I/AAAAAAAAAbE/pP7rubee-2s/s1600/Image034%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408277940791261042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sw4QIgNxt3I/AAAAAAAAAbE/pP7rubee-2s/s320/Image034%5B2%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( First one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sell books and stationary. There was some ongoing offers on selected books when i was there. It was very big, bigger than West Mall's Popular, i think. But the store consists mainly of stationary: files ( plenty), pens, photo albums, sketch books, fullscapes, envelopes etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go there for your school stationary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Enjoy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-8223591378025342295?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/8223591378025342295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-bookshop-pte-ltd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8223591378025342295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8223591378025342295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-bookshop-pte-ltd.html' title='Big Bookshop PTE LTD'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sw4QJCICZXI/AAAAAAAAAbM/15QBtdP0L74/s72-c/Image019%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-8639578034726285307</id><published>2009-11-24T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:00:45.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My morning is the afternoon. My afternoon is the evening. And my night is the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears my sense of time is a bit disorientated. . . . &lt;em&gt;Well of course it is&lt;/em&gt;, i sleep late, i wake late. And all i did this month was just me lazing about the couch, with the occasional outing.&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Well, December is the time for agony. . .For me anyway. I have to study, to prepare for next year. -__- &lt;em&gt;So&lt;/em&gt; not in the mood right now. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the ad. Ninja Assassin is M18... WTF!!! Damn it! Puts a damper on my mood......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least i can see Mulan &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwwAo9rwsDI/AAAAAAAAAa8/qhv1VIPL4rg/s1600/218416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407697956317999154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwwAo9rwsDI/AAAAAAAAAa8/qhv1VIPL4rg/s320/218416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if it didn't change the 'Rating to be advised' sign.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-8639578034726285307?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/8639578034726285307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-morning-is-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8639578034726285307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8639578034726285307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-morning-is-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwwAo9rwsDI/AAAAAAAAAa8/qhv1VIPL4rg/s72-c/218416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-7789289611037331832</id><published>2009-11-22T06:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T06:28:27.256-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>MPH sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I we&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwlH4JRMg9I/AAAAAAAAAac/u3j-XkvLERw/s1600/Fox%2520Smug.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nt to Singapore Expo for the MPH sale with my parents. It's in Hall 8. Today's the last day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought 12 books, including manga. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwlJZA4PZOI/AAAAAAAAAak/FmY66FKGj3k/s1600/Fox%2520Wow.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 60px; HEIGHT: 60px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406933521716438242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwlJZA4PZOI/AAAAAAAAAak/FmY66FKGj3k/s320/Fox%2520Wow.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think i'll be home for the next week, at least. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are the pictures of the books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwlJZ8qkQmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/yiXxrhOvB7c/s1600/Image019%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406933537765212770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwlJZ8qkQmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/yiXxrhOvB7c/s320/Image019%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwlJZsq8haI/AAAAAAAAAas/YJuaM6esIz4/s1600/Image034%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406933533471835554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwlJZsq8haI/AAAAAAAAAas/YJuaM6esIz4/s320/Image034%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me think me in heaven. ~_~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-7789289611037331832?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/7789289611037331832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/mph-sale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7789289611037331832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7789289611037331832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/mph-sale.html' title='MPH sale'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwlJZA4PZOI/AAAAAAAAAak/FmY66FKGj3k/s72-c/Fox%2520Wow.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-6501647635123413873</id><published>2009-11-20T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T08:04:40.636-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Swa8o6L_BEI/AAAAAAAAAZs/bl4XTfBa8V4/s1600/2525793593_3676d4cc95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406215813705172034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Swa8o6L_BEI/AAAAAAAAAZs/bl4XTfBa8V4/s320/2525793593_3676d4cc95.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating pizza. The cheese one. Cheese-&lt;em&gt;ooze&lt;/em&gt;-out-when-i-bite-into-it type of pizza.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's midnight. And i'm hungry. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; . . . .&lt;/p&gt;And while i'm at it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Swa9vPMDL5I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/qAhrl0oMtEI/s1600/ninja-assassin-raizo-rain-official-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406217021933432722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Swa9vPMDL5I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/qAhrl0oMtEI/s320/ninja-assassin-raizo-rain-official-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just because Rain's in it . . . . not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-6501647635123413873?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/6501647635123413873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/pizza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/6501647635123413873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/6501647635123413873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/pizza.html' title='Pizza'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Swa8o6L_BEI/AAAAAAAAAZs/bl4XTfBa8V4/s72-c/2525793593_3676d4cc95.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-2942973617670243167</id><published>2009-11-19T21:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:10:16.885-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>What i want for Christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be shameless a bit and ask you to give me any of the things below for Christmas. Of course it's your choice whether or not you will accept but. . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i want for Christmas is. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwYtaz7mQeI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_F3kpNS1uwk/s1600/blaze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406058341344887266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwYtaz7mQeI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_F3kpNS1uwk/s320/blaze.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blaze of Memory by Nalini Singh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwYx53k9ARI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Hm3XFnoBWzY/s1600/1591165989_01__BO1,130,130,130_PC_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 119px; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406063272946106642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwYx53k9ARI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Hm3XFnoBWzY/s320/1591165989_01__BO1,130,130,130_PC_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Any voulme of 'W Juliet' manga by Emura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwYyWBK8mwI/AAAAAAAAAZc/T6NLcZth2uI/s1600/0345505441_01__BO1,130,130,130_PC_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 110px; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406063756557720322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwYyWBK8mwI/AAAAAAAAAZc/T6NLcZth2uI/s320/0345505441_01__BO1,130,130,130_PC_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwYyV2sIP8I/AAAAAAAAAZU/8nKUc7MbHjk/s1600/0345505433_01__BO1,130,130,130_PC_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 110px; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406063753744105410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwYyV2sIP8I/AAAAAAAAAZU/8nKUc7MbHjk/s320/0345505433_01__BO1,130,130,130_PC_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  By Christy Reece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, that's all for now. For the books, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/6209954437386017606-2942973617670243167?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/2942973617670243167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-i-want-for-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/2942973617670243167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/2942973617670243167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='What i want for Christmas.'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwYtaz7mQeI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_F3kpNS1uwk/s72-c/blaze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-7008762292696783639</id><published>2009-11-19T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:33:38.449-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's raining again. Maybe the rain will flood the drains beside my house again, just like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cold too. Especially at night when the temperatures seems to decrease.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-7008762292696783639?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/7008762292696783639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-raining-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7008762292696783639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7008762292696783639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-raining-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-5597856208583082782</id><published>2009-11-17T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T03:10:39.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was told i had no social life whatso ever.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just because i don't go out&lt;em&gt; every single day&lt;/em&gt; does not mean i have no social life. So what if i stayed at home reading books? It's none of your problem right! And i &lt;em&gt;do &lt;/em&gt;go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRRRRRGGGGGG!!!!! SUCH AN INSENSITIVE A**HOLE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-5597856208583082782?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/5597856208583082782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-told-i-had-no-social-life-whatso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5597856208583082782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5597856208583082782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-told-i-had-no-social-life-whatso.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-4935788599157308638</id><published>2009-11-16T01:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:21:13.799-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taking photos'/><title type='text'>Goodbye, 3E2</title><content type='html'>It's the time to say goodbye again. *sigh* So fast one year already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, farewell, my sec 3 classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwEZZbiuB3I/AAAAAAAAAYs/nKd-bQn6aN4/s1600/oct38a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 253px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404628952502110066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwEZZbiuB3I/AAAAAAAAAYs/nKd-bQn6aN4/s320/oct38a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwEYPJRkV1I/AAAAAAAAAYk/4-Q4f27AGj4/s1600/3e2+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404627676288014162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwEYPJRkV1I/AAAAAAAAAYk/4-Q4f27AGj4/s320/3e2+2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-4935788599157308638?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/4935788599157308638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye-3e2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4935788599157308638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4935788599157308638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye-3e2.html' title='Goodbye, 3E2'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SwEZZbiuB3I/AAAAAAAAAYs/nKd-bQn6aN4/s72-c/oct38a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-4524223348831491657</id><published>2009-11-14T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:03:52.537-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just November and already there are lightups prepared for Christmas, the time for sharing and giving gifts. &gt;__&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below are some photos i took:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sv7SDHBESMI/AAAAAAAAAYE/NAarfL7Uhxw/s1600-h/Image045%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403987553756137666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sv7SDHBESMI/AAAAAAAAAYE/NAarfL7Uhxw/s320/Image045%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403979238364214578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sv7KfFxI9TI/AAAAAAAAAX0/muHLzKzUk98/s320/Orchard%2520Central%5B1%5D" /&gt; Taken in Orchard Centre (It's slanted to the left). *whisper* It's the walls. *whisper*&lt;br /&gt;The shoppong centre is very pretty, especially when you go to one of the highest floor. You can smell the *breathe in* ahh, very fresh air. And when you look down . . . :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While walking towards Plaza Singapura,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sv7SEJODTkI/AAAAAAAAAYc/wwG3E_Emrko/s1600-h/Image071%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403987571527339586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sv7SEJODTkI/AAAAAAAAAYc/wwG3E_Emrko/s320/Image071%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sv7SEJzbnSI/AAAAAAAAAYU/z_Zi3iyTQPU/s1600-h/Image060%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403987571684121890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sv7SEJzbnSI/AAAAAAAAAYU/z_Zi3iyTQPU/s320/Image060%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Near Isetan (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And inside Plaza Singapura,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sv7KfaIrSlI/AAAAAAAAAX8/S-Gr5SVMwAs/s1600-h/Image076%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403979243831642706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sv7KfaIrSlI/AAAAAAAAAX8/S-Gr5SVMwAs/s320/Image076%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now. Will take more next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye bye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ed&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/6209954437386017606-4524223348831491657?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/4524223348831491657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4524223348831491657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4524223348831491657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sv7SDHBESMI/AAAAAAAAAYE/NAarfL7Uhxw/s72-c/Image045%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-8323495207713889993</id><published>2009-11-09T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:56:46.915-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SvfYZRRmhFI/AAAAAAAAAXU/z71qpQfFoic/s1600-h/Image057%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the last past 2 hours, i was busy making ... cookies (can you call them that?) while listening to my MP3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. . . (Drumroll, please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my creation!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SvfWjPpe9YI/AAAAAAAAAXE/zLJsR27RiWA/s1600-h/Image059%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402022179038492034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SvfWjPpe9YI/AAAAAAAAAXE/zLJsR27RiWA/s320/Image059%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before you say anything, it's edible (me and my bro are still alive. ... for now anyway) and the black colour thingy is melted choco. Plus some of them has fillings which are: tomato and onion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now waiting for my mom and dad to come back and eat them.&lt;br /&gt;But it seems my dad can't cause it's hard :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is only my second time at making pastry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first was :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SvfYZFP0VTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/wmNp-0di1FQ/s1600-h/Image052%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402024203471050034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SvfYZFP0VTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/wmNp-0di1FQ/s320/Image052%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Being baked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SvfYZRRmhFI/AAAAAAAAAXU/z71qpQfFoic/s1600-h/Image057%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402024206699758674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SvfYZRRmhFI/AAAAAAAAAXU/z71qpQfFoic/s320/Image057%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FIRST CREATION EVER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Filling was: Onion + Chili+ Tomato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now will spend my time playing games Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;See ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-8323495207713889993?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/8323495207713889993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8323495207713889993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8323495207713889993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/food.html' title='Food'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SvfWjPpe9YI/AAAAAAAAAXE/zLJsR27RiWA/s72-c/Image059%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-3013877290967044259</id><published>2009-11-08T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T06:03:55.831-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehehe. I know i shouldn't laugh but man, i'm waiting for next Feb to see my brother bald cause he's going to NS next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Grin* I'm&lt;em&gt; so~ &lt;/em&gt;going to take a photo of him next year. :D Seems he's a bit panicky about losing his hair now :)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-3013877290967044259?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/3013877290967044259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/hehehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3013877290967044259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3013877290967044259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-5153515770374400257</id><published>2009-11-01T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T04:53:53.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favourite Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another year comes and goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year will be my O level. Next year i will be in Sec 4.&lt;br /&gt;The times i spent studying and chatting with friends this year slowly becomes just fragments of my life. Never talk about it, never remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the things you promised you never forget will just be like snow in spring. Melted, until there is no evidence of it being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if i would forget how i lived my life this year. If i looked back 20 years from now will i still remember the times when i laughed with my secondary school friends? Will i still remember their faces?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-5153515770374400257?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/5153515770374400257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-year-comes-and-goes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5153515770374400257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5153515770374400257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-year-comes-and-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-5637430104091002215</id><published>2009-10-31T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:39:01.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results'/><title type='text'>End of Year Overall Results 2009</title><content type='html'>MUHAHAHAHAHA. Look at my 2009 overall results and be WOW-ed! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be stunned by My GREATNESS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Muhahahahahahahahahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mu hahahahahahhahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhahahahahhahaaahahahz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Results!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH - B3&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE - B4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A MATHS - A1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MATHS - A1&lt;br /&gt;CHEMISTRY - A1 *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHYSICS - A1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMBINED HUMAN. -A1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GEOGRAPHY - A2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Chemistry which i once thought i would fail (very badly) was the highest i scored. 86 marks. What humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Class Position: 1/38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Su0rRkDHGjI/AAAAAAAAAVA/xNfsf3bgboI/s1600-h/Image007%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: none; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399019109021588018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Su0rRkDHGjI/AAAAAAAAAVA/xNfsf3bgboI/s320/Image007%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Drawn by W.X., except '1' ;] )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won the position from Z.N. by just 0.1% . Wow, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Su0rSCwLSfI/AAAAAAAAAVI/vagHmBbZU9M/s1600-h/Image010%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: none; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399019117263669746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Su0rSCwLSfI/AAAAAAAAAVI/vagHmBbZU9M/s320/Image010%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Drawn by W.X.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0.1% !!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Level Position: 5/155&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the top 5!! YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU WOW-ed BY MY GREATNESS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;satisfied. ^_____^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-5637430104091002215?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/5637430104091002215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-year-overall-results-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5637430104091002215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5637430104091002215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-year-overall-results-2009.html' title='End of Year Overall Results 2009'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Su0rRkDHGjI/AAAAAAAAAVA/xNfsf3bgboI/s72-c/Image007%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-483221375125314407</id><published>2009-10-26T00:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T00:49:44.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/QdjdUqGNqW/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/QdjdUqGNqW/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="350" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heels Over Head - Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/n4EghIekWE/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/n4EghIekWE/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="350" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weightless - All Time Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a unique MV. Nice song too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-483221375125314407?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/483221375125314407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/music_8877.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/483221375125314407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/483221375125314407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/music_8877.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-3105659415714970386</id><published>2009-10-24T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T08:40:04.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mistake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favourite Moments'/><title type='text'>A Case of Mistaken Identity</title><content type='html'>A Case of Mistaken Identity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the &lt;em&gt;female &lt;/em&gt;toilet, in Takashimaiya, doing what girls do in front of the mirror when i noticed an aunty staring at me. She took another long look at me. I looked at her. And realised what she noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i grinned. Big time. And said to her, ' I am a girl ' . Hehehe :D. Well i can't blame her. After all, i was wearing a somewhat loose shirt and long jeans. No long earings or high heel shoes or even carrying a bag. Nope, it was all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SuMcdxweFQI/AAAAAAAAATs/GPH46zYPvU0/s1600-h/Image024%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396188076418405634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SuMcdxweFQI/AAAAAAAAATs/GPH46zYPvU0/s320/Image024%5B2%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that. And this was the second time i got mistaken as a guy when i entered the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered the first time. Ahh, the good old times. I wore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SuMcecHSxBI/AAAAAAAAAT0/e5cZV7UQn40/s1600-h/Image016%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396188087788422162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SuMcecHSxBI/AAAAAAAAAT0/e5cZV7UQn40/s320/Image016%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this, almost the same as the second time except i wore a different type of jeans. And it happened at Bras Basah Complex, the level 1 toilet. The one where you know,&lt;em&gt; had&lt;/em&gt; to pay 10 cent to enter the toliet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was outside the toilet going inside it when i was called. 'Oi, oi, boy' . :D Naturally, since i am a bit nosy, i turned and saw an Indian uncle telling me that it was a female toliet. Of course i &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to smile --big time-- again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, the good old memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reason why i still continue to wear this type of outfit ( long sleeves and jeans) is because it's fun watching the reaction of a person when he/she found out that i was a female after pointing out that i got into the wrong toliet. Hey, it's funny okay. Try it and you might like it too :DDD .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-3105659415714970386?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/3105659415714970386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/case-of-mistaken-identity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3105659415714970386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3105659415714970386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/case-of-mistaken-identity.html' title='A Case of Mistaken Identity'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SuMcdxweFQI/AAAAAAAAATs/GPH46zYPvU0/s72-c/Image024%5B2%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-3298423994992116609</id><published>2009-10-23T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T02:53:24.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favourite Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBQ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach Resort'/><title type='text'>Trip to Goldkist Beach Resort</title><content type='html'>CLASS OUTING (BBQ) FOR THE YEAR, 2009, AT GOLDKIST BEACH RESORT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently blogging at 1.50am. Yes, A.M. I was scared i would forget about the things (good things) that happened today. .. Or should i say, yesterday night. So, i am staying up late to finish writing this down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First!&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the Beach Resort, with the help of my father :), at around 5.50pm. The car trip took about 40 minutes. Long~~. Saw that T. , CC. , S. , JB. and CY. were already in the chalet &lt;s&gt;playing&lt;/s&gt; blasting music from their ipods. ^__^ .&lt;br /&gt;Then played a game called Stress? . Had to smack the card if the number one said coincide with the number on the card. Played till my palm got red :D . Then played BlackJack for a while. Bets: Sweets on the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SugSomtzESI/AAAAAAAAAUY/VpPZpDkIjXk/s1600-h/Image017%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: none; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397584642200244514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SugSomtzESI/AAAAAAAAAUY/VpPZpDkIjXk/s320/Image017%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how our chalet room looked like.&lt;br /&gt;Notice the refrigerator at the bottom right corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now open it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'll see . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SugSoMxLjPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/WlqUMed0fXk/s1600-h/Image015%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SugSoMxLjPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/WlqUMed0fXk/s1600-h/Image015%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: none; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397584635235110130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SugSoMxLjPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/WlqUMed0fXk/s320/Image015%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SugSoMxLjPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/WlqUMed0fXk/s1600-h/Image015%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food and drinks for our barberque!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SugSoMxLjPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/WlqUMed0fXk/s1600-h/Image015%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SugSoMxLjPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/WlqUMed0fXk/s1600-h/Image015%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second!&lt;br /&gt;A few other people arrived and around 6.30pm, we got the fire for the BBQ going. The fire looked so pretty~, like the paper-rish flame (which was fake) like that. Had to keep on &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SugSoMxLjPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/WlqUMed0fXk/s1600-h/Image015%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;relighting the fire starters as it could not catch/retain the flames!&lt;br /&gt;Finally!! It caught fire. Quickly covered them up &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SugSoMxLjPI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/WlqUMed0fXk/s1600-h/Image015%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;with charcoal. Then started faning the flames like hell. Mr L. , our form teacher, came for the fear of &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; terrible happening to us and wanted to make sure that we remained as innocent as possible. Meaning no smoking, no gambling (dang) and definitely no you-know-what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around 7pm that more people came. Then we started on barbeqeing the sausages. Some were *ahem* burnt or undone. Hopefully no one got stomachache. Then we, me and the other guys, barbequed. And barbequed. And barbequed. The first few sausages were snatched up by the &lt;em&gt;hungry wolves&lt;/em&gt; . Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 7.30pm, the people from NPCC arrived. The number of people had increased. Went inside the air-conditioner room while we slogged our guts out to barbeque food for them to eat. But hey, who's complaining? Not me for sure. I had lots! of fun barbequing the food and chatting with the guys i usually don't chat with in class. And &lt;em&gt;that's&lt;/em&gt; the reason why we should go to class outings because it's only once a year and you might as well BARE IT ALL! Since that is the only time you can 'be' yourself. Plus it's at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we barbequed. And barbequed. And barbequed again. Then i hopped and crowded around in the air-conditioner room with my other classmated and played 'Taboo' . A game where one has to guess what the person holding the card is saying. Of course the difficulty is higher when there are words written that the person cannot say aloud. All i can say is that a lot of screaming is needed to shout--no, speak-- what you guess is the correct wording. As there are many high-pitched female people inside the circle, myself inclueded of course, you will certainly hear loud sounds coming from our chalet room. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went out to the barbeque pit which was just in front of our room and the guys and some other females started to BBQ the marinated chicken, satay and finally the otah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Third!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guests of Honour were our teachers: Mr P. Tan (ex) , Mdm Lim and Miss Yue. Mdm Lim arrived the latest: at 10.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around that time, we found out that we needed more charcoal. So we went to buy it at a shop near the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SuH36eIK0zI/AAAAAAAAATc/OC4vlKFXWto/s1600-h/Image021%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: none; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395866412458365746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SuH36eIK0zI/AAAAAAAAATc/OC4vlKFXWto/s320/Image021%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look like 4 men on a mission. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back and got started on barbequing again. Hey, it's fun. That's why it's called BBQ. One must always barbeque with classmates to have fun :). We barbequed the satay, the otah and the chicken wings (The sausages were finished) Now S. has aquired a new skill: BBQ-ing the satay. *Licks lips* He can be a satay man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed by so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 11pm already and i had to go home. There were some people who stayed overnight at the chalet. Brought all their needy things it seems. Offered a ride to JB. and M. to send them to their homes (or near-by), courtesy of my father and his car. :D Ah, what a kind and generous my parents are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home at around 12am. Bathed and started writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, i will stop writing. Another day, another story perharps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-3298423994992116609?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/3298423994992116609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/trip-to-goldkist-beach-resort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3298423994992116609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3298423994992116609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/trip-to-goldkist-beach-resort.html' title='Trip to Goldkist Beach Resort'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SugSomtzESI/AAAAAAAAAUY/VpPZpDkIjXk/s72-c/Image017%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-1604976986497998097</id><published>2009-10-21T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T05:19:53.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NanYang Polytechnic'/><title type='text'>Trip to NanYang Poly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus at 2.15pm to Nan Yang with the Life Science Society members for soap making lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7yZMs4_WI/AAAAAAAAASs/sVOBNKeDF6k/s1600-h/Image010%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395015918356594018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7yZMs4_WI/AAAAAAAAASs/sVOBNKeDF6k/s320/Image010%5B2%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7qYFWpiOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tc71vIzICrY/s1600-h/Image024%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395007103111366882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7qYFWpiOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tc71vIzICrY/s320/Image024%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was riding the bus, i noticed . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7qZP9jaTI/AAAAAAAAARU/qSd35pTfU6U/s1600-h/Image041%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395007123138767154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7qZP9jaTI/AAAAAAAAARU/qSd35pTfU6U/s320/Image041%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7sSSp-szI/AAAAAAAAARs/QbtpGonBFEk/s1600-h/Image023%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395009202626147122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7sSSp-szI/AAAAAAAAARs/QbtpGonBFEk/s320/Image023%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many identical cars driven by army men. Or so it looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we've reached! Got off the bus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7qYmuOCqI/AAAAAAAAARE/SMRVKs95DnM/s1600-h/Image019%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395007112068598434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7qYmuOCqI/AAAAAAAAARE/SMRVKs95DnM/s320/Image019%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7sRwXrhTI/AAAAAAAAARk/RdXyYjeAKRw/s1600-h/Image045%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395009193422587186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7sRwXrhTI/AAAAAAAAARk/RdXyYjeAKRw/s320/Image045%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walked down the hallway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And started making soaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7uDOZdHTI/AAAAAAAAAR0/P5ANhhMmWH0/s1600-h/Image027%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395011142808313138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7uDOZdHTI/AAAAAAAAAR0/P5ANhhMmWH0/s320/Image027%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started stirring the main ingredient - melted butter - with the help of my two groupmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7uD1cQk-I/AAAAAAAAASE/jH3qKnL0Gf8/s1600-h/Image038%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395011153289057250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7uD1cQk-I/AAAAAAAAASE/jH3qKnL0Gf8/s320/Image038%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [Smells like puke :p ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added NaOH, and ethanol. But not without colouring and fragrance oil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to other groups to look about. A bit nosy, i admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7qZv1Pq1I/AAAAAAAAARc/-RohqJRz684/s1600-h/Image043%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395007131693853522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7qZv1Pq1I/AAAAAAAAARc/-RohqJRz684/s320/Image043%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we waited for the 'thing' to &lt;s&gt;cool&lt;/s&gt; solidify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Grumble* Oh, hehehe. Stomach's hungry ;p . Found out that there was refreshments just for us. :D So grateful~.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7wotUun9I/AAAAAAAAASU/OZtHxrOiy7k/s1600-h/Image052%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395013985788403666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7wotUun9I/AAAAAAAAASU/OZtHxrOiy7k/s320/Image052%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Curry puffs, sesame mochi? and spring rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7wpI6S5VI/AAAAAAAAASc/3QDnnngGXJ4/s1600-h/Image048%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395013993193727314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7wpI6S5VI/AAAAAAAAASc/3QDnnngGXJ4/s320/Image048%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when we went back to the lab/room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the 'thing' became from&lt;br /&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St73Y4KImQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/LbeZL2Xy_Ug/s1600-h/Image042%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395021410400246018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St73Y4KImQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/LbeZL2Xy_Ug/s320/Image042%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St73ZUITc6I/AAAAAAAAAS8/jPlS14nwcpo/s1600-h/Image057%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395021417908761506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St73ZUITc6I/AAAAAAAAAS8/jPlS14nwcpo/s320/Image057%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Mine's the furthest right-hand side]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...... Even after adding the strawberry fragrance oil, .... it still smelt like puke. Whatever. I didn't really wanted to use it as a soap. It may be poisonous, you know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, it's close to 5.15pm now. Got to go~. Said Thank you to our instructors. Then went off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St73Z9MjQmI/AAAAAAAAATE/GL1p-ifBgCw/s1600-h/Image058%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395021428932428386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St73Z9MjQmI/AAAAAAAAATE/GL1p-ifBgCw/s320/Image058%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Out we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At: ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St76ZUUG_cI/AAAAAAAAATM/IW3pa7hTwfI/s1600-h/Image089%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395024716493159874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St76ZUUG_cI/AAAAAAAAATM/IW3pa7hTwfI/s320/Image089%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an enjoyable experience. The instructors were very helpful and funny, even gave prizes to those who answered his questions correctly. It was great, a reward for studying for our exams :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And an extra,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7uDR42axI/AAAAAAAAAR8/nwtUsCDsPdQ/s1600-h/Image029%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395011143745301266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7uDR42axI/AAAAAAAAAR8/nwtUsCDsPdQ/s320/Image029%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A blue colouring. Pretty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-1604976986497998097?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/1604976986497998097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/trip-to-nan-yang-poly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1604976986497998097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1604976986497998097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/trip-to-nan-yang-poly.html' title='Trip to NanYang Poly!'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/St7yZMs4_WI/AAAAAAAAASs/sVOBNKeDF6k/s72-c/Image010%5B2%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-3772628466825270304</id><published>2009-10-14T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T00:15:47.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys Like Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youtube'/><title type='text'>Boys Like Girls- Five Minutes to Midnight</title><content type='html'>Nice song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n0KxhCUbedw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n0KxhCUbedw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-3772628466825270304?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/3772628466825270304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/boys-like-girls-five-minutes-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3772628466825270304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3772628466825270304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/boys-like-girls-five-minutes-to.html' title='Boys Like Girls- Five Minutes to Midnight'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-6225569258772285133</id><published>2009-10-13T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:09:45.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Time passes so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am writing this post, sitting on a comfortable chair when yesterday i was sitting at the very same place, rushing for my Physics and A maths and wondering when i could use the com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It passes too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though i, more or less, knew what i would do today, at that time (yesterday), it just seemed too surreal. Maybe it is because we can't see or look into the future, that we feel that time passes too quickly for us to notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, instead of looking behind, we should look forward, for time cannot be turned back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-6225569258772285133?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/6225569258772285133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/6225569258772285133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/6225569258772285133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-4854352393963128603</id><published>2009-10-12T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:01:43.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Chemistry and Geography is OVER!  FYE</title><content type='html'>Chemistry... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot questions didn't know how to do. I don't even think my MCQ can pull my marks up. [even if they struggle] I used up my 'memory space' to memorise the preparation of salt [insoluble and soluble] and it comes out asking for, " why did they ... and for what reason." Damn! Used up my precious 'memory space' for nothing. Some more most of the questions in Secton B and C has never been taught before. They're thinking questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Gonna fail :(&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had to wait for&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;Hours for my Core Geography Paper. Unacceptable. The elective geography students only had to wait for 1/2 to start their paper. Lost 3 hours thanks to _____ to study for my other exam subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pm. Went to hall to do the paper. Most was on earthquake. Again, Used up my precious 'memory space' for nothing... At least i had time to 'touch up' on my answer paper. Hopefully will get around B3 for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Flick*&lt;/span&gt; Over. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Flick*&lt;/span&gt; Over. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Dump them on my shelf and covered them with a plastic*&lt;/span&gt; Don't wanna see them again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-4854352393963128603?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/4854352393963128603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/chemistry-and-geography-is-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4854352393963128603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4854352393963128603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/chemistry-and-geography-is-over.html' title='Chemistry and Geography is OVER!  FYE'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-7589688207230568765</id><published>2009-10-10T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:02:52.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV series'/><title type='text'>Privileged</title><content type='html'>Just finished watching 'Privileged'. Wow. Really Wow. It's very interesting and intense. The plot goes like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Twenty-three-year-old Megan Smith has a Yale education, a relentlessly positive attitude, and a plan to conquer the world of journalism, despite the fact that she is slaving away at a tabloid rag. Megan's plan is thrown off course when, in one whirlwind day, she gets fired, meets cosmetics mogul Laurel Limoges, and becomes the live-in tutor for Laurel’s twin teen granddaughters in the heady Palm Beach, Florida, a world of wealth and power. The girls, Rose and Sage, are beautiful, rebellious, and less-than-thrilled with their new tutor, but Megan is determined to win them over as she enjoys the perks of her new job: breathtaking private suite, gorgeous convertible, and live-in chef Marco. Even the neighbors are fabulous in Palm Beach and Megan quickly catches the eye of Will&lt;/em&gt; (*ahem*),&lt;em&gt; the wealthy and attractive dilettante who lives on the estate next door and just happens to be dating Megan’s estranged sister, Lily. Completing this romantic quadrangle is Megan's best friend, Charlie&lt;/em&gt; (again *ahem* :) ),&lt;em&gt; who is secretly in love with her&lt;/em&gt; (I knew it!).&lt;em&gt; Despite her own complicated romantic and family relationships, Megan is committed to making a difference in the lives of her two headstrong charges as she navigates the treacherous waters of high society in Palm Beach.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the episode. I really liked it. If this series continues like what i've seen just now, then consider me a fan of 'Privileged'. ;] .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, the actors are Hot! and so are the lady characters ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-7589688207230568765?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/7589688207230568765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-finished-watching-privileged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7589688207230568765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7589688207230568765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-finished-watching-privileged.html' title='Privileged'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-4535422552100474308</id><published>2009-10-10T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T04:15:02.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Days passed. Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends befriended. Betrayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiences collected. Destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories gained. Lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love loved. Death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-4535422552100474308?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/4535422552100474308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/days-passed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4535422552100474308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4535422552100474308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/days-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-2666389614347469161</id><published>2009-10-09T07:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T07:38:19.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Hurry up and get it over with!</title><content type='html'>Today is yet another day of studying.... *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*mumbles* 1 more week, 1 more week, 1 more week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &gt;_&gt;.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-2666389614347469161?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/2666389614347469161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/hurry-up-and-get-it-over-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/2666389614347469161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/2666389614347469161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/hurry-up-and-get-it-over-with.html' title='Hurry up and get it over with!'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-7677184865512115977</id><published>2009-10-08T01:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T01:20:59.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Studies'/><title type='text'>Social Studies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Common living space provided by the public housing&lt;/span&gt;, provides opportunities for people of different ethnic and religious groups to interact with one another. The ethnic intergration policy was introduced as it was observed that there were many people from the same ethnic race living together in the same block. The policy puts a limit on the proportion of races living together in the same block. This promotes racial intergration and harmony. By living together in the same neighbourhood, it will provide opportunities for people to interact. With greater interaction, understanding of racial and religious beliefs, friendships can be forged and this will help to bond Singaporeans together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ LINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Educational institutions&lt;/span&gt; which are open to every Singaporean allows students the opportunities for them to study and play with other students coming from different ethnic and religious background. It provides opportunities for friendships to be cultivated. The implement of CCA in schools help to promote closer bonds between students when they are working together. It also allow them to build up teamwork among them. By appreciating and respecting one another, the social bonds among students will be strengthened, thereby reducing the possibility of conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+LINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The Inter-Racial Confidence Circle&lt;/span&gt; was introduced to foster greater inter-racial understanding. The activities carried out create chances for Singaporeans to develop strong bonds among different ethnic and religious communities. It also build confidence and friendship among people. Such bonds will help people to remain calm in times of crisis, ensuring that social cohension is maintained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+LINK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-7677184865512115977?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/7677184865512115977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/social-studies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7677184865512115977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7677184865512115977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/social-studies.html' title='Social Studies'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-7772102177474707495</id><published>2009-10-08T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T00:23:53.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2SfefcMiI/AAAAAAAAAOY/e2gULFExKo0/s1600-h/Image060%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390125398490886690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2SfefcMiI/AAAAAAAAAOY/e2gULFExKo0/s320/Image060%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2Rin425fI/AAAAAAAAAOI/aBNutezutSM/s1600-h/Image138%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2SfD6NjUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/XWGZks4y2eE/s1600-h/Image148%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390125391355415874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2SfD6NjUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/XWGZks4y2eE/s320/Image148%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2Rin425fI/AAAAAAAAAOI/aBNutezutSM/s1600-h/Image138%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In jumbles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2Rin425fI/AAAAAAAAAOI/aBNutezutSM/s1600-h/Image138%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390124353041393138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2Rin425fI/AAAAAAAAAOI/aBNutezutSM/s320/Image138%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wind effect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2SfyD_t_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/foTDRf7k0b0/s1600-h/Image065%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390125403744483314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2SfyD_t_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/foTDRf7k0b0/s320/Image065%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2RhrHo0hI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DkNc3Z2TR9E/s1600-h/Image139%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390124336728822290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2RhrHo0hI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DkNc3Z2TR9E/s320/Image139%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2RhrHo0hI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DkNc3Z2TR9E/s1600-h/Image139%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2RhrHo0hI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DkNc3Z2TR9E/s1600-h/Image139%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And weirder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2RhrHo0hI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DkNc3Z2TR9E/s1600-h/Image139%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2RgsLkipI/AAAAAAAAANo/ObuAg2UmMlE/s1600-h/Image140%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390124319833885330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2RgsLkipI/AAAAAAAAANo/ObuAg2UmMlE/s320/Image140%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2RhrHo0hI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DkNc3Z2TR9E/s1600-h/Image139%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2RiFPwVbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mPQBKueuerc/s1600-h/Image137%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390124343742191026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2RiFPwVbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mPQBKueuerc/s320/Image137%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2RiFPwVbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mPQBKueuerc/s1600-h/Image137%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-7772102177474707495?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/7772102177474707495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-at-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7772102177474707495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7772102177474707495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-at-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Ss2SfefcMiI/AAAAAAAAAOY/e2gULFExKo0/s72-c/Image060%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-4520950489843575532</id><published>2009-10-03T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T05:26:58.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='article'/><title type='text'>Is Torture Ever Justified?</title><content type='html'>An interesting and very knowledgeable &lt;a href="http://youareheng.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-torture-ever-justified.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; by Mr Lee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-4520950489843575532?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/4520950489843575532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-torture-ever-justified.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4520950489843575532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4520950489843575532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-torture-ever-justified.html' title='Is Torture Ever Justified?'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-7363288247269077982</id><published>2009-09-28T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T06:41:02.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Just Random Things....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aQ3FyROUCcQ&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aQ3FyROUCcQ&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-7363288247269077982?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/7363288247269077982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-random-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7363288247269077982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7363288247269077982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-random-things.html' title='Just Random Things....'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-3108424695680295993</id><published>2009-09-27T04:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T04:16:07.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SBWR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taking photos'/><title type='text'>Sungei Buloh Wetland Reserve, Photos</title><content type='html'>Pictures when we went to Sungei Buloh Wetland Reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9IHZnOikI/AAAAAAAAAMg/H4t6vw7hd7g/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386102971330103874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9IHZnOikI/AAAAAAAAAMg/H4t6vw7hd7g/s320/Image073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Group Pic! (Wind was blowing towards us, that's why our hair were crooked :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9IG0V7WwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nHKf0Kd9anc/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386102961325431554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9IG0V7WwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nHKf0Kd9anc/s320/Image065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seen from the shelter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9IGWkQ4zI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kgckjS543OM/s1600-h/Image068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386102953332499250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9IGWkQ4zI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kgckjS543OM/s320/Image068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's somehow poetic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9IFo5TddI/AAAAAAAAAMI/EwC36kQ1v3M/s1600-h/Image059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386102941072717266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9IFo5TddI/AAAAAAAAAMI/EwC36kQ1v3M/s320/Image059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A pathway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9IE9RL1II/AAAAAAAAAMA/_zDHC2yuou8/s1600-h/Image053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386102929361720450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9IE9RL1II/AAAAAAAAAMA/_zDHC2yuou8/s320/Image053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9GGLbGzOI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iSo38a98rrU/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386100751318043874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9GGLbGzOI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iSo38a98rrU/s320/Image048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahh, Rubbish is a no-no, you know. Tsk-tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9GFsoWW_I/AAAAAAAAALw/vl7atan3QUc/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386100743052090354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9GFsoWW_I/AAAAAAAAALw/vl7atan3QUc/s320/Image047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9GFMsOosI/AAAAAAAAALo/fid9wedTmjk/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386100734478426818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9GFMsOosI/AAAAAAAAALo/fid9wedTmjk/s320/Image043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9GEfxZrLI/AAAAAAAAALg/LFLvbsAc0Fs/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386100722420526258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9GEfxZrLI/AAAAAAAAALg/LFLvbsAc0Fs/s320/Image036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386100708657933970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9GDsgJLpI/AAAAAAAAALY/s1IQ6xB-NUM/s320/Image037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-3108424695680295993?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/3108424695680295993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/sungei-buloh-wetland-reserve-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3108424695680295993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3108424695680295993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/sungei-buloh-wetland-reserve-photos.html' title='Sungei Buloh Wetland Reserve, Photos'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr9IHZnOikI/AAAAAAAAAMg/H4t6vw7hd7g/s72-c/Image073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-3652605955506363858</id><published>2009-09-26T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T08:23:19.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jurong Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studying'/><title type='text'>Jurong Library, Studyingg...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4xauNZFDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/riVmBoo1kF8/s1600-h/Image130%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jurong Library to study with J. My bag soo heavy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read a book on Jack the Ripper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An excerpt on how the women were expected to dress in the oldern times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4wF3RyuZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/K2pLXiom9uo/s1600-h/Image088%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385795081677748626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4wF3RyuZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/K2pLXiom9uo/s320/Image088%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the book,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4uVHRcyWI/AAAAAAAAAKI/edh9s6DlXCw/s1600-h/Image103%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4wGTg8KRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/TtFxuI_peL8/s1600-h/Image089%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385795089257474322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4wGTg8KRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/TtFxuI_peL8/s320/Image089%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studied for a while. Then ran outside with J. like two mad people to take photos of the sunset :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4uUTfhycI/AAAAAAAAAKA/gFqdyCjh_Hk/s1600-h/Image090%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385793130746464706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4uUTfhycI/AAAAAAAAAKA/gFqdyCjh_Hk/s320/Image090%5B3%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4uUDDDnwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/d7G4yPtrB9Q/s1600-h/Image100%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385793126332079874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4uUDDDnwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/d7G4yPtrB9Q/s320/Image100%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at the Mrt station, i caught a glimspe of twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4xauNZFDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/riVmBoo1kF8/s1600-h/Image130%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385796539532252210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4xauNZFDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/riVmBoo1kF8/s320/Image130%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4xaWisdmI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ghdZ-Jrrzw8/s1600-h/Image129%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385796533179151970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4xaWisdmI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ghdZ-Jrrzw8/s320/Image129%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-3652605955506363858?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/3652605955506363858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/jurong-library-studyingg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3652605955506363858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3652605955506363858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/jurong-library-studyingg.html' title='Jurong Library, Studyingg...'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Sr4wF3RyuZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/K2pLXiom9uo/s72-c/Image088%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-5146165332406804387</id><published>2009-09-24T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T08:40:55.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ngee Ann Poly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carnival'/><title type='text'>Maths Carnival at Ngee Ann Poly</title><content type='html'>We, me and my classmates [20], got chosen to go to Ngee Ann for the Maths Carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a early release at ~12.45pm. Didn't go for English and E maths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the bus at 1.15pm and went off to Ngee Ann!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrysY5Tx_QI/AAAAAAAAAJY/sjYE079qHBc/s1600-h/Image087%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385368798128897282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrysY5Tx_QI/AAAAAAAAAJY/sjYE079qHBc/s320/Image087%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrysYBdgaPI/AAAAAAAAAJI/6zEnNqBNdug/s1600-h/Image089%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385368783137302770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrysYBdgaPI/AAAAAAAAAJI/6zEnNqBNdug/s320/Image089%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrysXrbw1gI/AAAAAAAAAJA/pI63-oyPURM/s1600-h/Image090%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385368777224410626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrysXrbw1gI/AAAAAAAAAJA/pI63-oyPURM/s320/Image090%5B2%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reached!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrysYb62FqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/e79yFBuzwaA/s1600-h/Image101%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived there half an hour later. We were the first school to reach! Go Yusof Isak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a room, and got tested for our E maths..... My overall was only 5.... [The higher the band, the better]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Ngee Ann Convention Hall (it was quite big), which was the area for refreshment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZN was the first to eat lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures! (Hehehee ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtP9OjuyJI/AAAAAAAAAH4/zfyDOmz4kLA/s1600-h/Image096%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384985692750137490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtP9OjuyJI/AAAAAAAAAH4/zfyDOmz4kLA/s320/Image096%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtP8opxwwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lgbSEChREkc/s1600-h/Image100%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384985682574951170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtP8opxwwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lgbSEChREkc/s320/Image100%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtP8ECnPwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7koOVSaSpxI/s1600-h/Image091%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384985672747007746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtP8ECnPwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7koOVSaSpxI/s320/Image091%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtP7rCW6vI/AAAAAAAAAHg/00JqZNDVpTA/s1600-h/Image098%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384985666035051250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtP7rCW6vI/AAAAAAAAAHg/00JqZNDVpTA/s320/Image098%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And eating (why sit so far away?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all our stomachs has been filled, we played games. Yes, games. It's a carnival after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrysYb62FqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/e79yFBuzwaA/s1600-h/Image101%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385368790239680162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrysYb62FqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/e79yFBuzwaA/s320/Image101%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won/received a small translucent black bag/purse (?). Also got involved in the 'Treasure Hunt'&lt;br /&gt;and 'shamelessly' took photos with something cause I wanted the small little bear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtSzETMIMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lfrO0rrxFc0/s1600-h/Image102%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384988816732594370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtSzETMIMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lfrO0rrxFc0/s320/Image102%5B2%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtSyWQwikI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ChZSfAhLXT0/s1600-h/Image106%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384988804374366786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtSyWQwikI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ChZSfAhLXT0/s320/Image106%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtP9sVnFiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/G7coE1spOlM/s1600-h/Image094%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes... Both are me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i found out that the little bear was no more. After. I. Took. The. Photos. Went for a pen instead... Then it couldn't work. But thanks to my friends (who told me to change, which i did) and the uncle (who so kindly told me that it would work using a bit of force), the pen,which I changed, worked. Now, if only i could get it to last the week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this, we went into the hall (it was boiiiiiggggggggg, very big). Played a game, again :). Was quite fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrytkGG_uUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Z1Ffbdy6PRY/s1600-h/Image109%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385370090055121218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrytkGG_uUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Z1Ffbdy6PRY/s320/Image109%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally received a little bear =D!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the bear in question! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Srytkz5BYXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/26gDIOHHp_c/s1600-h/Image021%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385370102344540530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Srytkz5BYXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/26gDIOHHp_c/s320/Image021%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 5.10pm, we waited for the bus, and took a group photo. Then we went oooooooffffffffff&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fffff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fffff..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Srytkz5BYXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/26gDIOHHp_c/s1600-h/Image021%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrytkUG9dMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KIUaBzFsSDc/s1600-h/Image116%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385370093813068994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrytkUG9dMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KIUaBzFsSDc/s320/Image116%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-5146165332406804387?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/5146165332406804387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/maths-carnival-at-ngee-ann-poly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5146165332406804387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5146165332406804387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/maths-carnival-at-ngee-ann-poly.html' title='Maths Carnival at Ngee Ann Poly'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrysY5Tx_QI/AAAAAAAAAJY/sjYE079qHBc/s72-c/Image087%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-4412999674530292315</id><published>2009-09-24T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T04:13:40.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; able to post pictures! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below are just random stuff that i should have posted long ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtK--NxM_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/IhbkJ8UTtI4/s1600-h/Image058%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384980225164653554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtK--NxM_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/IhbkJ8UTtI4/s320/Image058%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtK-Zo8xcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BZ2IHZHiX90/s1600-h/Image057%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384980215346546114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtK-Zo8xcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BZ2IHZHiX90/s320/Image057%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Dreamcatcher i made for myself. Pretty? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtJ757abkI/AAAAAAAAAHA/TZhnuDglUYo/s1600-h/Image056%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384979072962686530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtJ757abkI/AAAAAAAAAHA/TZhnuDglUYo/s320/Image056%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtQ-PC1Q0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3SafqS3kuXo/s1600-h/Image076%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384986809572082498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtQ-PC1Q0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3SafqS3kuXo/s320/Image076%5B2%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Night at Jurong Point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtQ9DBT7YI/AAAAAAAAAII/sSvyWLUDehA/s1600-h/Image021%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384986789164608898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtQ9DBT7YI/AAAAAAAAAII/sSvyWLUDehA/s320/Image021%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just for fun. Right J?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And others will be posted the next day.... Maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta-ta~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-4412999674530292315?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/4412999674530292315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4412999674530292315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4412999674530292315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SrtK--NxM_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/IhbkJ8UTtI4/s72-c/Image058%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-6580191973367177219</id><published>2009-09-23T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:46:32.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling bored...... Can't absorb my Chem notes..... Ah well, at least Friday have LOTS of time for studying.... i so~ can't wait for it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-ta, my mysterious reader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-6580191973367177219?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/6580191973367177219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-feeling-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/6580191973367177219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/6580191973367177219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-feeling-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-4617957387148507516</id><published>2009-09-22T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T02:21:51.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime video'/><title type='text'>A Video</title><content type='html'>No, i'm not pervertic. I'm just bored.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GIutYkeNeVo"&gt;An Anime Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-4617957387148507516?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/4617957387148507516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4617957387148507516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4617957387148507516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/video.html' title='A Video'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-3591479367151325540</id><published>2009-09-22T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T02:15:10.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*whisper* I'm actually supposed to study, now. But i didna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have calculated the number of chapters i should have finished studying: 36 CHAPS!!! ONLY! &lt;br /&gt;Wah... Not enough lol, have to cram... &gt;&lt;&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/6209954437386017606-3591479367151325540?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/3591479367151325540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/whisper-im-actually-supposed-to-study.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3591479367151325540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3591479367151325540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/whisper-im-actually-supposed-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-8009394812227363464</id><published>2009-09-19T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T08:41:17.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In this story, there lived a happy little girl who lived with her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was very happy, loving her parents and sibling as much as they loved her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until a tragic incident happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One that made the little girl wished she could die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And granted her wish, in a way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-8009394812227363464?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/8009394812227363464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-this-story-there-lived-happy-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8009394812227363464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8009394812227363464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-this-story-there-lived-happy-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-8727073348699368787</id><published>2009-09-19T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T06:43:51.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>Aliens in the Attic</title><content type='html'>Just saw the movie, Aliens in the Attic, at Jurong Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was quite nice, and Sparks, the good alien, was&lt;em&gt; too&lt;/em&gt; cute! :D, HIs eyes was so~ big, and he looked so innocent ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action scene where Granny and Ricky fought in slow-mo was cool and the final scene before the credits was too funny ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is indeed a good movie and those wanting a good laugh will find this movie a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-8727073348699368787?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/8727073348699368787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/aliens-in-attic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8727073348699368787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8727073348699368787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/aliens-in-attic.html' title='Aliens in the Attic'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-5501579661468190961</id><published>2009-09-18T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:19:32.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Birthday Girl</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my birthday. Hmm... Still waiting for belated presents~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I took pictures of my birthday cake [ XD] and wanted to upload into the blog but was unable to. Couldn't use the school's computers. It was locked. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, maybe around October then i'll upload ALL photos that i wanna upload.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-5501579661468190961?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/5501579661468190961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5501579661468190961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5501579661468190961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-girl.html' title='Birthday Girl'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-66411294954335890</id><published>2009-09-15T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T01:04:10.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chap 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History Elective Texbook'/><title type='text'>Summaried Version on History, 'Crisis and Conflict Textbook' Chap 4, Hitler's rise to power</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Below is a Summaried Version on History, 'Crisis and Conflict Textbook' Chap 4, Hitler's rise to power, Pg 92 - 96. &lt;/span&gt;[Please note that below are just NOTES that i've summaried from the textbook and may not be absoutely correct. Enjoy reading :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Weakness of the Weimar Govt.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- The democratic system allowed many parties to gain seats but not a single party could gain dominace. Disagreements between parties led to squabling with one another. The parties spent more time squablng with one another than governing the country. This led the German people to feel that they cannot get things done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Opposed by the Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Weimar Govt. signed the Treaty of Versailles, many German people were very unhappy. The German Army claimed that they could have continued fighting but was 'back-stabbd' by the politicans. The former Kaiser advisers also made this claim. However, this was not true as Germany allies wanted to stop fighting and negoiate for peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Opposed by the Left.&lt;br /&gt;Communists groups were against the Weimar Govt [W.G.] as they wanted to establish a Communist govt. One such group was the Spartacists. However, there were also anti-Communist group, like Freikorps. There were frequent battles between the Freikorps and the Spartacists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Unable to keep order in the country&lt;br /&gt;The W.G.'s own army could not put down on revolutions and frequently relied on the Freikorps. This showed that the W.G. was too weak to control the contry. The Freikorps then tried to overthrow the W.G. but failed to do so.&lt;br /&gt;There were also around 375 political murders of members of the W.G. This led the German public to be shocked by the level of violence in the country and caused the public to lose confidence in the W.G.'s ability to maintain law and order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lost the support of the middle-class&lt;br /&gt;After the WW1, Germany's financial position was in dire states. So the W.G. printed more money to pay back their debts. However, this created inflation, and it worsened, turning it into hyper-inflation. Savings became worthless and many Germans bacame poor overnight. This resulted in the W.G. losing the support of the middle-class people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lost of a capable leader&lt;br /&gt;When Stresemann died of a heart attack, Germany lost a capable leader who brought stability and prosperity to the country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-66411294954335890?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/66411294954335890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/summaried-version-on-history-crisis-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/66411294954335890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/66411294954335890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/summaried-version-on-history-crisis-and.html' title='Summaried Version on History, &apos;Crisis and Conflict Textbook&apos; Chap 4, Hitler&apos;s rise to power'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-4472918490989611547</id><published>2009-09-14T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T02:18:56.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School's out...</title><content type='html'>*Sighs*, Guess what. School's here.... And this is Term 4, 1 more month till exam time. Oh dear, ohdearohdearohdear, *me running in circles waving my arms in the air* ohdear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn......  Maybe i should add more pictures and change the background colour...Hmm... Or maybe even the blogskin...... Nah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-4472918490989611547?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/4472918490989611547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/schools-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4472918490989611547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4472918490989611547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/schools-out.html' title='School&apos;s out...'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-9021841861017252375</id><published>2009-09-07T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T03:27:37.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sungei Buloh Wetland Reserve</title><content type='html'>We went to Sungei Buloh Wetland Reserve for our Geography lesson. Took some (okay, a lot) of photos there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reserve is close to the coastal areas, where high tide and low tide is able to occur. Based on my questioning with the teacher-in-charge, the tides happen as a result of the gravitational pull and because of the moon. For further detail, please go to the web to find out more. The timing for high tide is around noon and around the evening, twice a day. And the low tide is in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11.17am, i saw the sea level begin to increase, making the dams, that control the amount of water in the area to make sure it doesn't flood, release the water out into the open sea (There are two sides. One is inside the reserve and the other is beside it, a sea in between the Reserve and Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-edit: Will add the pic later.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-9021841861017252375?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/9021841861017252375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/sungei-buloh-wetland-reserve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/9021841861017252375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/9021841861017252375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/sungei-buloh-wetland-reserve.html' title='Sungei Buloh Wetland Reserve'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-3092589661084939697</id><published>2009-09-06T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T04:57:38.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taking photos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems when one (girl) takes a photo, of course, taken by themselves about themselves, they will always look so cute. Why?, i wonder. Even when they don't really look cute in real life, how come when one takes photos of themselves, they will look cute? I mean, is there a trick to it? Should i shamelessly ask my classmates how they do it? I tried it before-- hey, one must try everything right?-- but i'll always look.......um...... different from usual (read: Uglier). So, what is it with girls taking 'photos' of themselves? And how do they do it? I'm quite curious about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with that in mind, ta-ta~.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-3092589661084939697?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/3092589661084939697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-seems-when-one-girl-takes-photo-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3092589661084939697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3092589661084939697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-seems-when-one-girl-takes-photo-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-1454242616504240216</id><published>2009-09-06T04:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:38:32.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results'/><title type='text'>Results for Term 3</title><content type='html'>Results for Term 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my Term 3 results and be WOW-ed. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English -- B4*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese -- B4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Maths -- A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Maths -- A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics -- A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS + Elec. History -- A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Core Geography -- B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*One columum has not be calculated so it is temperary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( It seems i have tui bu le... So~ unhappy ............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should drop Core Geography cause i can't seem to at least score full marks for a question, except the evaluative question... Ahh, 1 more month to exam and wo hai zai tou lan ... What to do. I just can't seem to stop. ARG!! So frustrated. URG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-1454242616504240216?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/1454242616504240216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/results-for-term-3_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1454242616504240216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1454242616504240216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/results-for-term-3_06.html' title='Results for Term 3'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-3237861875455058476</id><published>2009-09-04T01:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:13:41.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's the final day of Term 3. YIPEE! Next week's holidaySSSSSS. I can't wait. But then, i got Holiday Hw, and remedial... and chinese oral after the holidays, to boot.... :{ Damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have calculated the maximun time spent on each subject and that is 10.5 hours. Of doing and revising homework and lessons. Of 1 subject. And then next month is the Final Year Exam already... Oh dear, what am i going to doo......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-3237861875455058476?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/3237861875455058476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/todays-final-day-of-term-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3237861875455058476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3237861875455058476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/todays-final-day-of-term-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-6856214039879400886</id><published>2009-09-03T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:22:52.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I REALLY REALLY&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;REALLY &lt;/em&gt;HATE ANDRIAN MOLE'S DIARY BOOK&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-6856214039879400886?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/6856214039879400886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-really-really-really-hate-andrian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/6856214039879400886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/6856214039879400886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-really-really-really-hate-andrian.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-6966804772339634975</id><published>2009-08-23T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:09:09.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judging people'/><title type='text'>Just for Fun...</title><content type='html'>I was wondering how do you tell if one is good or bad? Do you judge them based on their looks or their actions? Or do you even judge them based on their ties? Either way, you must have a certain way to judge people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, don't you think that everyone is biased? No? Then let me give you an example. Imagine you are walking along a street and you see a plain Jane walking towards you. What will you do? You'll most likely not notice or pretend to look away and walk in the opposite direction immediately. However if it was a pretty lady like.... lets say Megan Fox, what will you do? Hmm.... Really? Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the otherhand, we can't help but judge those people we don't know, right? Since&lt;em&gt; all&lt;/em&gt; of us, yes including me, are people who look on the outside before looking on the inside. Like my Chemistry Teacher said, he would rather date a pretty yet bitchy woman than a plain Jane with a kind soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's your choice on how you view others, be it good or bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-6966804772339634975?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/6966804772339634975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-for-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/6966804772339634975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/6966804772339634975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for Fun...'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-2757831048121922766</id><published>2009-08-22T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:41:16.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where got Ghost'/><title type='text'>Movie: Where got Ghost.</title><content type='html'>I just saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Where Got Ghost'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Spdtq07n5QI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9vn75LPBZ_w/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374885262820631810" style="WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Spdtq07n5QI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9vn75LPBZ_w/s320/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was divided into 3 short stories, both having different characters. This movie is about ghosts [as you can guess from the title] and there are morals after every story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some laughs but it did not leave me with a deep impression when i finished watching the show. Now, when i try to recall the movie, i find it hard to tell you how and what happened inside the stories, although it did leave me with a frightened heart [hey, i'm afraid of ghosts] and a scared feeling to bathe alone. &gt; &lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-2757831048121922766?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/2757831048121922766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/movie-where-got-ghost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/2757831048121922766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/2757831048121922766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/movie-where-got-ghost.html' title='Movie: Where got Ghost.'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/Spdtq07n5QI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9vn75LPBZ_w/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-1183154748836783569</id><published>2009-08-20T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T18:21:28.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Future&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is an adjective [before noun], happening or existing in the future &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--from dictionary&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Is the time before Present, be it a second, an hour, a day or a year from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is how you manage to take charge over the time you have, right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is how you create opportunities now, for things to happen later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is what you decide to become in your later life, a teacher, an engineer, a scientist, a political leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is what you choose to create.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-1183154748836783569?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/1183154748836783569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1183154748836783569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1183154748836783569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/future.html' title='The Future'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-5219539138877940404</id><published>2009-08-19T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T04:46:49.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My god my god mygodmygod, tests are tomorrow and there are 5 OF THEM!! out of 5 lessons tomorrow. Oh man, it seem as if all the teachers that teach tomorrow have an agreement to torture us..... *Sigh* what can i say? You know they are sadists after all..... *imagine a teacher with eager eyes staring at us cramming all those last minute infro into our head while holding on to the tests paper* &lt;-- My god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-5219539138877940404?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/5219539138877940404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-god-my-god-mygodmygod-tests-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5219539138877940404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5219539138877940404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-god-my-god-mygodmygod-tests-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-1135199700049369947</id><published>2009-08-16T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T04:58:21.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2</title><content type='html'>Like i was writing before &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;interrupted me, the vampire moved with grace. And then he walked towards me, asking where 'it' is. As i'm a klutz at directions, i could not help him so i just smiled and shaked my head. He did not pressed for more, just nodded and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, until you looked very closely, you would have never guessed that you met a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's at night now and i have to go to school tomorrow, i'll end here. Will be continued :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-1135199700049369947?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/1135199700049369947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1135199700049369947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1135199700049369947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/2.html' title='2'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-3416930277557911669</id><published>2009-08-14T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T05:25:09.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm now getting ready to go out to cut my hair. Hopefully, the next hairstyle will be better than this one.......... I'm getting sick out it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After haircut:&lt;br /&gt;It looks better than when i let the man cut my hair. Hopefully, my hairstyle does not decide to 'pop' up in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-3416930277557911669?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/3416930277557911669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-now-getting-ready-to-go-out-to-cut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3416930277557911669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3416930277557911669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-now-getting-ready-to-go-out-to-cut.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-1760693101938187711</id><published>2009-08-11T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:24:51.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1</title><content type='html'>You know, i was outside of my house, just 2 metres away, when i saw a vampire. Yup. You heard it right, a vampire. Not some person wearing a 'Me Biter' shirt or even wearing a fake extend teeth, but a Real. Life. Vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was tall, wearing a black shirt paired with black pants and of course with a sunglass [Ya, i know]. But the real suprise was that it was in the day. In the day. In the DAY. [I'm guessing you need to see that again.] So i just stood there staring at him while he passed by. You &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; you've just seen a vampire when he smell of flowers when he is not even carrying a single stalk of flower. There was also the difference in the way he moved, unlike us. He moved with grace, unlike the way some of us do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-1760693101938187711?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/1760693101938187711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1760693101938187711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1760693101938187711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/1.html' title='1'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-8489206055832715413</id><published>2009-08-04T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T03:10:20.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And i received yet another book by Linda Howard! Can't wait to start reading them. *rub hands with glee and smiling hehehe*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-8489206055832715413?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8489206055832715413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/8489206055832715413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-i-received-yet-another-book-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-2828923432441380634</id><published>2009-08-03T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T03:00:14.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yahoo! I received another book! :) ming jiao: Kiss me while i sleep by Linda Howard. It's right by my side !!! And is like new :))))&lt;br /&gt;Will place it lovingly into my books shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, may or may not be the due date of my Geography project. Must hurry and finish it up! See hya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-2828923432441380634?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/2828923432441380634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/yahoo-i-received-another-book-ming-jiao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/2828923432441380634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/2828923432441380634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/08/yahoo-i-received-another-book-ming-jiao.html' title=''/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-1003676192795498899</id><published>2009-07-31T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:45:47.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BookCrossing'/><title type='text'>BookCrossing</title><content type='html'>I was minding my own business, walking out of the library when i saw something. A brocher about Bookcrossing and IT'S IN SINGAPORE!!!!!Yes! Finally it'll be here. Go to &lt;a href="http://bookcross.sg/"&gt;http://bookcross.sg/&lt;/a&gt; today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-1003676192795498899?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/1003676192795498899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/bookcrossing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1003676192795498899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1003676192795498899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/bookcrossing.html' title='BookCrossing'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-4171104803212691821</id><published>2009-07-29T01:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T02:47:31.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biotech fair'/><title type='text'>Biotech Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29 July:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i, my group members and mentor teacher, went to Science Centre for the Biotech Fair.&lt;br /&gt;Had spent a lot of doing doing and editing the presentation 'Using Common Household Materials to Prolong Plant's Lives'. These few weeks we all rushed to finish up the whole thing, including the experimnents, staying back quite late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Biotech Fair, we wore long white sleeves, the School Blazer, tie, white skirt, and lastly,black shoes. Mine was a high-heel, around 3-5 cm? which when i went home, wearing the shoes, realised why women like to wear high-heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We presented to the judges (two female) around 2pm and was able to answer their questions. Hopefully, we can get a prize [read: money] for all the effort and hard work we did. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we will be going there for the Prize Presentation. Not sure who will win though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Oh well, at least the presentation's over :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnAQL-t8L5I/AAAAAAAAABI/qPqWUCaOFoQ/s1600-h/Image014%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363804954198552466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnAQL-t8L5I/AAAAAAAAABI/qPqWUCaOFoQ/s320/Image014%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the flowers placed on our booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnFqeGYR4UI/AAAAAAAAABw/XD-DGwNEzQo/s1600-h/Image036%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363807519957980338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnAShU6qFLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/iYy92MpvWkE/s320/Image025%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What i wore there, excluding the tie and [very thick] blazer. Luckily it was cold there..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185685794274498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnFqdecAvMI/AAAAAAAAABg/8O3kTHE6y_I/s320/Image016%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Having fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 July:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Science Centre again for the Prize Presentation. Heard the Opening Speech by the distingused Guests. About 3pm, the results were out. We recevied the COP --&gt; Certificate of Participation. &lt;em&gt;The End.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185679912012722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnFqdIhki7I/AAAAAAAAABY/HWs41VT8PFU/s320/Image027%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our group photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185686436638850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnFqdg1KcII/AAAAAAAAABo/vPBDNf7JnME/s320/Image031%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photos of flowers on that day using 'Our Secret Formula' .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnFqeGYR4UI/AAAAAAAAABw/XD-DGwNEzQo/s1600-h/Image036%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185696516038978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnFqeGYR4UI/AAAAAAAAABw/XD-DGwNEzQo/s320/Image036%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Done by my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnFqdg1KcII/AAAAAAAAABo/vPBDNf7JnME/s1600-h/Image031%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/6209954437386017606-4171104803212691821?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/4171104803212691821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/biotech-fair_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4171104803212691821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4171104803212691821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/biotech-fair_29.html' title='Biotech Fair'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnAQL-t8L5I/AAAAAAAAABI/qPqWUCaOFoQ/s72-c/Image014%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-7456812952094709697</id><published>2009-07-27T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T06:11:11.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playlist'/><title type='text'>Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility:visible; margin-right: auto; width:450px;"&gt; &lt;object width="435" height="270"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_black_shuffle.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;playlist_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Floadplaylist.php%3Fplaylist%3D67689083%26t%3D1248700114&amp;amp;wid=os"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed style="width:435px; visibility:visible; height:270px;" allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf" flashvars="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_black_shuffle.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;playlist_url=http://www.indimusic.us/loadplaylist.php?playlist=67689083&amp;t=1248700114&amp;amp;wid=os" width="435" height="270" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="0"/&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.profileplaylist.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/create_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get a playlist!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/standalone/67689083" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/launch_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Standalone player"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/download/67689083"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/get_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get Ringtones"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-7456812952094709697?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/7456812952094709697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7456812952094709697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7456812952094709697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/song.html' title='Song'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-4092978161136902298</id><published>2009-07-21T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T03:51:07.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day Theme Song 2009</title><content type='html'>The National Day Theme Song 2009! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X0I2inJdaT8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X0I2inJdaT8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to hear, though there's not much lyrics among Singapore except ''See the moon and the stars.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edited:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! There's an chinese version too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5tZlb4XIR_c&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5tZlb4XIR_c&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-4092978161136902298?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/4092978161136902298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/national-day-theme-song-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4092978161136902298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4092978161136902298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/national-day-theme-song-2009.html' title='National Day Theme Song 2009'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-1125566817914313162</id><published>2009-07-20T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T04:39:33.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Received</title><content type='html'>Yay! I received two books from BookMooch :) They are 'The Lair of the Lion' and 'Tortured for Christ'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-1125566817914313162?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/1125566817914313162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/received.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1125566817914313162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1125566817914313162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/received.html' title='Received'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-4252247615027173427</id><published>2009-07-17T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T05:32:46.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books websites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='websites'/><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>There are a few websites for booklovers; whether to sell them, buy them or swap them in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ayusedbooks.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.ayusedbooks.com/index.html&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookmooch.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.bookmooch.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.secondhandbooks.com.sg/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.secondhandbooks.com.sg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also go to &lt;a href="http://www.shelfari.com/"&gt;www.shelfari.com&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/"&gt;www.librarything.com&lt;/a&gt; to view and review books :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-4252247615027173427?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/4252247615027173427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/books_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4252247615027173427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/4252247615027173427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/books_17.html' title='Books'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-3645084856857682416</id><published>2009-07-14T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T05:37:47.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english comprehension'/><title type='text'>English Compre &lt;-- For Reasons that i am bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Wrte about an occasion that made you angry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was still in secondary school, i had a pleasent time, chatting with my friends, studying new things and others. However, there was once such incident that i could never forget. It made me feel angry and betrayed that someone i liked could do such a thing. It happened in school, after all of my lessons ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the toilet as i had a sudden urge to pee. While i was flushing the toliet bowl, i heard someone familiar saying, ''--nd i can't imagine why on earth you would like her! I mean she's so arrogant, thinking she is the best of the best. And don't get me started on her hair!'' I heard some laughs following it. I wondered who that girl was talking about when she, so conviently, said her name along with, '' She really is ugly, isn't she? With all those hair. Urg."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slammed the door opened, unable to continue hearing what they said about me. I saw those few girls and realised something. The girl who said those things about me was none other than my best friend, Lily. I fely betrayed and angry. I could still remember that i yelled at her saying she had no right to say that about me and that if she hated me, she should have said it to my face, instead of backstabbing me. I also yelled at her that she should be ashamed of herself, and others i have forgotten today. I left the girls' toliet, running away. I felt so angry at her for betraying my trust in her and at myself for befriending her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that particular incident, Lily and i were no longer friends. This incident caused me to be more selective in the friends i make and taught me that one has to earn trust rather that just receiving it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-3645084856857682416?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/3645084856857682416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/english-compre-for-reasons-that-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3645084856857682416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/3645084856857682416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/english-compre-for-reasons-that-i-am.html' title='English Compre &lt;-- For Reasons that i am bored.'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-5325014014260826944</id><published>2009-07-11T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T20:53:32.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garage sales'/><title type='text'>Books sale</title><content type='html'>Selling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All books are secondhand, but are in good conditions. Those who are interested, please send an email to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:ariel428@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ariel428@hotmail.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blood Moon&lt;/strong&gt; by Jackie French. [$5]&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href="http://www.harpercollins.com.au/books9780207197512/Blood_Moon/index.aspx"&gt;www.harpercollins.com.au/books9780207197512/Blood_Moon/index.aspx&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wisdom from chinese proverbs&lt;/strong&gt; by Chen Wanhehng and Li XiaoXiang [$5]&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href="http://www.asiapacbooks.com/product.asp?pid=729"&gt;www.asiapacbooks.com/product.asp?pid=729&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;101 Cool magic Tricks&lt;/strong&gt; with Glen Singleton [$6]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Popular Short Stories&lt;/strong&gt; by June Gwee [$3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Horrible Science: Fatal Forces&lt;/strong&gt; by Nick Arnold [$5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and others on BookMooch. [the post below]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would prefer to meet up in Jurong interchange, mainly on Saturday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-5325014014260826944?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/5325014014260826944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/books-sale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5325014014260826944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/5325014014260826944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/books-sale.html' title='Books sale'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-1002179942207881164</id><published>2009-07-11T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T03:54:26.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me @ Bookmooch</title><content type='html'>Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://www.bookmooch.com/m/bio/neonazu"&gt;www.bookmooch.com/m/bio/neonazu&lt;/a&gt;  to know what books i wanna trade :) or sell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-1002179942207881164?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/1002179942207881164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-bookmooch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1002179942207881164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1002179942207881164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-bookmooch.html' title='Me @ Bookmooch'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-691602130504434276</id><published>2009-07-09T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:38:31.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>Just checked on my books, seem to me, i've 60++ books, a lot right?, half of which i want to sell or trade. Most of the books are romance novels, and maybe paranormal. I got books by Meg Cabot, 'Horrible Science', books written by Grid Bluton and others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Friday! The sun's shining, the birds are chirping, and we are getting out of-- *gasp* The house is clean! &lt;-- adapted from Finding Nemo :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-691602130504434276?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/691602130504434276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/691602130504434276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/691602130504434276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/books.html' title='Books'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-1725952221795573018</id><published>2009-07-09T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T04:19:47.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore Flyer.'/><title type='text'>Singapore Flyer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SlXQTjpREuI/AAAAAAAAABA/ckvrLzpVZ8o/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356416366231491298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SlXQTjpREuI/AAAAAAAAABA/ckvrLzpVZ8o/s320/Image047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i wore when i went to the Singapore Flyer with my family :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehee. I look so slim :D. Hah!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 years down the road, will no longer be like this already.. Oh well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the outfit, tucking in the shirt, having a belt and wearing jeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think, it would be cool it was worn by guys aged 20+ whom must have muscles, though not too muscular. The outfit will change a bit, meaning: Shirt---cling to the body, short sleeve, Belt --- Brown at the end, white and blue entwined, Jeans-- Dark blue, slim-cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh... I look so slim!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SlXPxD_8jzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kp7r0Io4HRQ/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SlXPxD_8jzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kp7r0Io4HRQ/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/6209954437386017606-1725952221795573018?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/1725952221795573018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-wore-when-i-went-to-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1725952221795573018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1725952221795573018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-wore-when-i-went-to-singapore.html' title='Singapore Flyer.'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SlXQTjpREuI/AAAAAAAAABA/ckvrLzpVZ8o/s72-c/Image047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-7104143318683979228</id><published>2009-07-08T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:00:25.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another so-called blog</title><content type='html'>Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://neonazu.livejournal.com/"&gt;neonazu.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-7104143318683979228?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/7104143318683979228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-so-called-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7104143318683979228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/7104143318683979228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-so-called-blog.html' title='Another so-called blog'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6209954437386017606.post-1327757855409166852</id><published>2009-07-08T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:50:51.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>I'm back, with another new blog... I think this will last for about a month or two... or maybe even longer.. Who knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently typing out some sentences, trying to write [hopefully] a story..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6209954437386017606-1327757855409166852?l=my-memories-surround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/feeds/1327757855409166852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1327757855409166852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6209954437386017606/posts/default/1327757855409166852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memories-surround.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Edna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17179175763868173379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jvN_Sq9b9w8/SnuKGfD3x9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kRWdzteJ-QE/S220/CIMG0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
