<?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-5844900</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:12:38.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the unJust|fied</title><subtitle type='html'>theres nothin' to look at here.. really</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-115504887793012328</id><published>2006-08-08T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T22:54:38.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One fine evening, farhan started reading blogs. It is unusual for someone who hasn't been reading blogs for very long to suddenly click on a few to read. Apparently he was boredsick at home and had nothing to do. Little did he realise he still has a blog, hanging in cyberspace, waiting to be invaded by some trojans and spywares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he made a decision to crawl back to his stagnant blog, heaved with layers of cobwebs and generations of spiders, present and the extinct of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola, fresh from the SAF, brainwashed and ready to die for the nation, is the new PTE farhan. He was a recruit in BMTC 1  Cougar coy enhanced batch 2006. Currently in SAF Bands Training wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-115504887793012328?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/115504887793012328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/115504887793012328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-fine-evening-farhan-started.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-114741192789267016</id><published>2006-05-12T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T13:32:07.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time passes so fast. my 5th week of BMT has passed with many, many interesting stuffs happening to me. Needless to say i made so many new friends and i cant wait to tell all my friends how much i love my platoon mates especially my buddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more weeks to go and i really hope it won't be as tiring as the past 5 weeks. If u ask me how was the past 5 weeks, i would say that it is just okay. considering the fact that im in a company that is regarded the most xiong in sch1, it is still bearable actually. Of course we're not as xiong as the acclaimed Ninja and Mohawk in sch2, or thats what i heard at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To date, ive shot real rounds (and plastic blanks),  ive thrown real grenades that could tear our flesh inside out (yesterday), i'd survived many route marches, more to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate route marches. haha. 12km route march next mon =.= for SIT test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling so bored now. let me talk about my uni admission. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my interview for some sci course in NTU lately, but i got into the course still. Its funny how they really go about doin the admission stuffs. I went for my nus sci fac interview last 2 weeks and i screwed it up badly.. but lets hope i get into sci fac okayyy. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest with everyone, i miss all my frens out there. like ALOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-114741192789267016?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/114741192789267016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/114741192789267016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2006/05/time-passes-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-114446090103057467</id><published>2006-04-08T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T09:48:21.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeeee... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna be officially called recruit M Farhan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is it recruit Farhan J ?  I think the second sounds so much cooler lah. Yeah yeah i know recuits are the lowest lifeform in the army lah blah blah and what have you. Im just very excited to be facing what other guys have talked about all the time. They never run out stuffs to talk about their army life. Now IM gonna start having a story i call my own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes its tough and crazy and inhumane in tekong but like ive said many times and im gonna say it again now. There is still the fun part to it rite ? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEKONG HERE I COME ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Jax commented that i deproved in my playing. Of course i agreed to that because i felt it myself. I don't know why i was sounding like some stucked elephant. I must practice i must practice i must practice i must buzz i must buzz. Its probably cos its been a long time since i had proper playin session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. getting back to the topic, its 9.37am now. I need to report at pasir ris to take the shuttle bus between 11.45 to 12.15. My mom is sleeping now and i think i will be late if i let her sleep on. &lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the encouragement from .. ahem.  zhiwen, jinping, adam, haikel, juv, ivan, cedric, gabriel, jolene, GZ, Clement, kid, jax, kb, aunt lily, grandma, sister, juniors, parents [not in order of importance] and oh no i cant remmember anymore but pardon me if i miss out any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE FINE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-114446090103057467?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/114446090103057467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/114446090103057467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2006/04/weeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-114373616705681645</id><published>2006-03-31T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T00:32:28.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLA !! I AM BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im wondering now if anyone out there even misses me. Speaking of which, GZ told me that clement and him were worried that i wasnt online last night. I am SO touched. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt the urge to blog something after reading sooooooo many blogs. Some very interesting.. some not so interesting. Some even got me to jump to the next blog without even reading anything. Some people can really put in the X-factor into the entries that the readers really get themselves glued for hours ! Im addicted to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/"&gt;xiaxue's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA WIN HER !! LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. IKNOW im crazy but i really am ! Im enlisting on the 8th of april and i cant wait ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday, i was 2 hours LATE to meet the bambam bitches for dinner. supposed to be at IMM at 4.30PM. I left my house at 4.50PM knowing that kid will be late (as usual.. i think all of us know that and we always give him late allowance of about half hour). i was waitin for the shuttle bus at boonlay MRT. It din't appear and after waitin for about 40MIN, i decided to take the train instead. By then , kid had already called me sayin that he has alread reached IMM and waitin for me with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so pissed and guilty can ? I boarded the train at Boonlay and something caught my eye down on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE GODDAMN IMM SHUTTLE BUS ! I was cursing it all the way till i reached JE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner i was dragged by Jax for mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WON THE FIRST GAME OF THE FIRST ROUND !! Hows that for a non-chinese huhh ? We din't play money because i dint want to. But after i owned the first game, they said im pro and we ended up playin money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it ended at 5.30AM and jax had to shower to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOST $2 ++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS NS NS NS here i come ! I have 2 farewell dinner to attend. 1 with bambam guys. the other with my familyy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-114373616705681645?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/114373616705681645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/114373616705681645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2006/03/hola-i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-113976342142973224</id><published>2006-02-13T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T01:17:48.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm i decided not to talk about my bdae cos its a little outdated ! haha. sorry folks.  It was realy fun thats all you need to know. I want to thank my friends who came and my sister who planned the chalet. It was really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was considerin to stop bloggin forever because i feel im not the blogger type. There are so many things i actually want to say but i rather write it down somewhere. Afterall diaries are meant to be personal and its really amazing how the culture of diary-writing evolved into open diaries and blogs etc. I still remember friends keepin diaries that comes with a lock , though i can force it open anytime. So yea, i don't even know what else to put in here. In fact, i was stoning, thinkinf of somethin before typing this paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life's the same everyday. haha.  sleep eat bathe com flute sleep eat bathe com flute. i dun go out very often nowadays.  So there's nothing to talk about. Or rather i cant find anything interesting to talk about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-113976342142973224?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113976342142973224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113976342142973224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2006/02/hmm-i-decided-not-to-talk-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-113950371905749572</id><published>2006-02-10T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T00:21:32.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did i know that my room had a little ant kingdom. It was in some mini beetle shaped whistle i kept in my etc. box. It was horrid ! I was looking for my luggage tag that kept after the HK trip. You don't usually notice the ants if the nest is untouched. I placed the whistle on the table top and went out for a while. I came back a minute later to find a table swarmed with generations of ants ! I couldn't find the queen though. I was in a frantic state so i couldnt take a photo of the mini stampede. The solution was not some Baygon but the ever-usefull vacuum cleaner. I sucked them clean &lt;-- suggestive eh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's coming and so is Vday.. and not to forget my Alevel results too. I have weird thoughts everywhere i go about my results. I even do things like for eg. when i am at the bus stop, i would tell myself that i would get str8 As if 99 comes before 242. And sometimes it predicted good, sometimes not. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dateless for Vday. going out with a group of friends i suppose. haha. i still accept dating requests thought. SMS me larh. dun shy. ----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/320/z.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-113950371905749572?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113950371905749572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113950371905749572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2006/02/hola.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-113923802374733467</id><published>2006-02-06T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T23:00:23.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is the most important thing to do when u withdraw cash at an ATM machine ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take back your ATM card ?   NO! You can always replace it if u lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receipt ?  Maybe if you want to know how much is left in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to be MONEY. Thats the only purpose you're there. I just witnessed the rare-rest incident that you would least expect to see in kiasu-oriented Singapore. A lady blatantly took her card (it comes out first before money when you're withdrawing cash ) and walked away. Soon after, a 50dollar bill jutted out like some instant win lucky draw for the 1 000 000th person to use the machine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did she come back for the money ? Of course she did. Only after the next person in the que called out for her. She was 10metres from it then. TSk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- -- -- -- -- --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go for facial ! This time i looked at my face closer into the mirror. I could see THINGS ranging from nano (x 10^-9) dimensions to GIGA (x 10^9 ).  Any good facial foams, cleanser or stuff like that to reccomend ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man im getting more and more conscious aobut my outlook and that does not mean im VAIN. In fact i'm not even meterosexual. I'm just matured as i always have been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to put a pic here but blogger sux. The pic uploading tool is always down and im lazy to upload it on photobucket. haha. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- -- -- -- -- -- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's coming !    =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-113923802374733467?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113923802374733467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113923802374733467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-is-most-important-thing-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-113915348593481742</id><published>2006-02-05T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T23:32:16.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/200/DSCN0480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ced and me.. both single and available ! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat at sb's was really great. Kb was drivin to imm for the shopping that morning and he refused to fetch me cos it was out of the way. I met them at imm. After that, he fetched princess imran at his place NEAR MY PLACE before headin back to sb's at cck !! partly because it was raining la. But nvm, i will drive one day too. haha.. I lost $1.40 in mahjongg. For amateurs like me, its already remarkable to win 3 games out of 5435231. I want more mahjong. so addictive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked myself in the mirror just in my undies lately. haha. i realised how skinny ive grown. Im sure im not so skinny back then in sch. haha. i shall start hittin the gym once again i think. Maybe army will help built my bod too !   =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/PHOT0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/320/PHOT0014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my section in full force, includin the first intake. All the trombones were used and i haf to play eupho for that day @ PJC Open House. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dug out my pics recently too and found this, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/tbone%20rocks%7E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/320/tbone%20rocks%7E.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BTband @ Outdoor Display band central judging 2003, in full force too ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to blog about anymore !  = x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-113915348593481742?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113915348593481742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113915348593481742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2006/02/ced-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-113889810003681749</id><published>2006-02-03T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T00:35:00.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's getting really bad being jobless. I know im pretty much a very handy person but yet i feel so useless doing nothing everyday but &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; to keep myself occupied by &lt;strong&gt;talking to myself, singing, pretending that Ruben's no match against me, drawing funny stuff on whatever i can find.. etc.&lt;/strong&gt; I have been succumbed to doing more household chores lately to prevent any uproar from my parents saying  me a useless son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olevel results will be out next week. Alevel results will be out the following week. I havent wrote it here but i guess i will write it now. Its about a little dream that i had about my results. Its probably due to the much thinking about it every night. It's not a bad dream. lol. I dreamt that i had 2 As for 2 of my subjects. and the third grade was not mentioned in the dream.  How i wish it comes true man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream did came true once though. I'm not sure if i've mentioned it here but 2 weeks before my promos in my first yr in PJC, I dreamt i topped the class in physics. I told my friends about it and all of us &lt;strong&gt;including me&lt;/strong&gt; ended up laughin at that ridiculous dream. At that time, it really would be a miracle for a dream like that to come true. haha. And yea it did though.  I REALLY DID TOPPED THE CLASS. lmao. It was freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish my dream comes true again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- enuff la --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all those taking results !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-113889810003681749?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113889810003681749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113889810003681749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-getting-really-bad-being-jobless.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-113856052021922557</id><published>2006-01-30T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T12:05:50.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First and foremost... &lt;strong&gt;Happy 18th Bdae JEFFREY YONG !! &lt;/strong&gt; He's a big boy already, though he was never smaller than me. Oh well.. study hard for ur Alevels.. And win that next Wimbledon Tennis Champs cup okayy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy chinese new year everyone =]]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to the point where i realised how true that &lt;a href="http://intricatebandologist.blogspot.com"&gt; GZ&lt;/a&gt; commented that i only update my blog after i'm finished with my new blog layout. Oh well, nothing can be true-er than that. lol. With that, i've vowed to update my blog more regularly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outin' on CNY eve was not exactly interesting but just okay. Nothing that i can remember of aniwei. But juzy took lots of pics and i only like one of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/92422214_78dc6ca87d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/320/92422214_78dc6ca87d_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candid shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was snorin away in NR5 on my way back. My stop was one of the last of its route and it was freaky that i was left alone in the bus just as the second last &lt;em&gt;drunkard&lt;/em&gt; got off a few couple of stops before me. Showered and snored away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being nocturnal is certainly not healthy. Its not about whether or not we're okay with it or used to it. We can feel perfectly hyped and full of energy in the wee hours but its just plain &lt;strong&gt;unhealthy.&lt;/strong&gt; So please sleep early. Sorry for the very shallow information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ethan&lt;/em&gt; told me somethin about a letter mailed to his house from TTSH aka Tan Tock Seng Hospital. No its not SARS not the Avian Flu. The letter called him for a torough check up to see if he has gotten TB aka Tubercolosis. I'm not sure how its spelt and i'm lazy to check it out. So yeah, he's been called for because someone in PJC apparently has gotten it. And Ethan wanted to know if i got the same letter. I stomped down frantically to check the mailbox but nopes, i wasn't cordially invited to TTSH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear its late.. nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-113856052021922557?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113856052021922557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113856052021922557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-and-foremost.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-113661336791389841</id><published>2006-01-07T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T13:56:07.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH Hello again, I really wonder how's everyone doing in school. Playing with the band again never fails to make me happier. But it was a little heartache for me to buy just one can of black hair spray just to hav black hair for that only day. $15 gone just like that. Performance was good. The year 1s are probably regretting not signin' up for band the previous day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming to pj again to crash with my BP uniform on monday for the orientation bbq !! The usual peeps from the ever-the-best band will be there to liven the atmosphere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back into the holidays... I really enjoyed the trip as much as my fellow bandsmen did. Learnt some canto as well like..   nei mok kong peng kang tei.. ching chong chye ar ! i dunno what it means but i can say that most of us are quite fluent in cantonese noww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/PHOT0227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/320/PHOT0227.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me at tsim sha tsui shoppin !! It was funny that day when kenneth and amos was talking about some pretty girl in esprit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: eh look... got pretty girl !&lt;br /&gt;amos: where where ? ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;kenneth: HK oso got pretty girls lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl walks towards me.. and the 2 of them walked away.. And guess what.. it was a singapore girl !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/PHOT0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/320/PHOT0224.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My junior, Anna... pretty rite ? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/PHOT0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/320/PHOT0079.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me standing by the sleeping beauty's castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/PHOT0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/320/PHOT0040.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus 1  backrow gang !! The one's making all the noise when the tour guide is talking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hav alot of pictures but if you guys want to see them, go to GuanZhong's blog and look for his HK trip photos.. its all there. ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-113661336791389841?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113661336791389841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113661336791389841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-hello-again-i-really-wonder-hows.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-113591499363568122</id><published>2005-12-30T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:56:33.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helllo all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to change my blog layout soon and really sorry for the lag of updates. I've been busy with stuff. In a brief, HK was really fun and I really miss the band, my friends, my teachers, PJC, everyone !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How boring can life get without all this. So, to my fellow juniors.. cherish what u have now. haha.. I'm waiting to start work at &lt;workplace&gt;.  I'm not even sure what am i working as. Oh well.. im in a rush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-113591499363568122?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113591499363568122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113591499363568122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/12/helllo-all.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-113315042470671646</id><published>2005-11-28T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T12:21:43.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PJC gradnite 2005 has been a mind boggle for me. It's just about what i'm going to wear on that day. I'm thinking between a smart suit and an eye-catchy shirt and pants. The reason i don't want to wear a suit is that i don't want to be the same as others. I want to be different this time. At the same time i'm rather worried that i would be too far off and in the end feel left out. hah. Whatever it is, i will see about it later. The shirt i want cost S$149 which is almost the cost of a blazer. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely going to do somethin about my hair.. My sister suggested red streaks on black hair. haha. still thinking though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hongkong is inching its way nearer to me and i just can't stop thinking about it. I'm supposed to take the outrageous BIRD FLU vaccine today with jax but i'd forgotten all about it and already make plans to go prom shoppin today.. sorry jaxxx.  i will take it tml i suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image%28381%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/320/Image%28381%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories of mugging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-113315042470671646?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113315042470671646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113315042470671646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/11/pjc-gradnite-2005-has-been-mind-boggle.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-113228835355708020</id><published>2005-11-18T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T12:32:33.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS OVER ITS OVER..  hAHAHAaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My student-status is officially removed... lol&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HongKong.. here i come !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-113228835355708020?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113228835355708020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113228835355708020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-over-its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-113136990362037272</id><published>2005-11-07T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T21:25:04.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The moment that all of us have been waiting for, the most intimidating battle in the evolution of mankind. We have surpassed many in the past and this is the final judgement for us to hold up our pride. If there's a fullstop to demanding-yet-not-so-usefull education, it's going to be here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to wish all my friends out there a very good luck. Not to mention my juinors too who're taking their Olevels. Confidence ! I know no one comes here to read but may god bless every single one of them with good karma and a peace of mind for the exams..   =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already blessed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 my imaginary friend !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-113136990362037272?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113136990362037272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/113136990362037272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/11/moment-that-all-of-us-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-112739400219977738</id><published>2005-09-22T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T06:24:49.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The tormenting days of the torturous exams are over. The massacre took the innocent lives of many. It's not the end, though, for the hell's reign of terror anticipates it's turn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-112739400219977738?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112739400219977738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112739400219977738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/09/tormenting-days-of-torturous-exams-are.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-112678289894180753</id><published>2005-09-15T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T19:14:58.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was all fine untill today, GP never rules. It always suck. But i don't think i want to yak away about exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to have dinner with clement and you-know-who and guan zhong. We finished our paper at 11 and had to wait for few hours what seemed like years to me. Me and clement were totally famished as we slacked in the library after a whole roundabout tour in the infamous lot1. He was glancing through a malay translation of the GTO manga, figuring out the story from the vague pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we walked into the CD shop next to mini-toons, I THINK. I was pissed with the unpretty bitch working there. That's why i don't think its worth remembering the shop name. I rather fill my braincell with F=m(dv/dt) + v (dm/dt) for tomorrow's physics paper. What actually happened was that clement saw big posters of anime characters high up on the wall and he was scanning through the shop for it all over till we saw rolls of it in a plain cardboard box &lt;strong&gt;next to the counter&lt;/strong&gt;. Clement pulled out one or two to peep inside trying to see what posters it was. Suddenly a horrendous sounding voice came stinging into my ear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" excuse me, what are you doing ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned and saw the ugliest bitch i've ever seen in years. Clement probably din't hear her. At that point of time, though, i din't know she was grossed by what clement was doing until she stepped forward to clement and repeated her fkin question,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"excuse me, WHAT are you doing? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf did clement looked like he was doing? There is no doubt that she was being bluntly rude. Clement then muttered something like he was just looking at the posters (duh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These are all gifts, they're not for sale," still with a bitchified face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at her hideous face and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me ?  I think you are a 'little' rude and there's no sign or whatsoever stating that it's not for sale. If you don't like customers to unknowingly look at it and refuse to put a do-not-touch notice on this fkin box, i think you should place the it somewhere else and not at this fkin place. learn your manners, please. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh of course i din't exactly say that. I'm not so mean. I just showed her the whatever face and left, with clement of course. Weird ugly bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clement and i had dinner together again this afternoon but there's nothing interesting to talk about. I just love the yong tau foo stall @ banquet, jurong point. The aunties are so loving. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-112678289894180753?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112678289894180753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112678289894180753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/09/it-was-all-fine-untill-today-gp-never.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-112606531478051575</id><published>2005-09-07T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T22:10:51.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The SSO open house on monday was indeed a remarkable experience that i don't think many people can get. Once again i have to thank jeremy for giving me the chance to play for him.  =] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an open house for primary school cute cuddly kids. Since there was an huge bunch of them, they had to be grouped and rotated around the different parts of the open house concurrently. There were 5 groups, which means, the brass quintet, just like the other ensembles, had to play the quintet piece 5 times. My weak stamina haunted me and i was thinking to myself all the time if i could actually last through the 5 shows. Of course there was a presenter from the SSO doing all the talking and introductions of the brass instruments and etc, and all we had do was to play an intro piece and the brass quintet piece. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really admire child prodigys. He's (1st trpter of the quintet) only sec3 but he plays the trumpet like a god. His warm ups were already terrifying me. Imagine sluring harmonics on a trumpet, up and down, in semi quavers at quicktime !! I tried but the fastest i could go is in quavers, with rythm distortions. Oh well, once i have proper coaching, i'm sure i will reach that calibre. But not to mention the rest were marvelous too. If not, they wouldnt be the SNYOians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our presenter turned out to be the BASS TROMBONIST of SSO. He's australian and gigantic as a whole. Not fat but just utterly huge.  I was strucked with even more fear factor and my heartbeat tripled. For those who don't know why, it's because i'm playing the trombone as well. I told him i quitted SYO when he asked for my tutor's name. He's a really nice chap and was telling me that i shouldn't have quitted and stuff. And YES, he made me regret quitting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit the kids were damn cute and cuddly, cuter and more cuddly then the penguins from Madagascar. I couldn't get a good pic of them and neither did i get a good pic of the quintet. Kids nowadays are lucky. In every group of about 30 kids, half of them were digicam equipped. The moment they stepped into the brass section room, camera flashes were overwhelming,  as though i had a brad pitt mask on. Even our presenter was amused. There was a few of them who scurried to the front to take a shot with the presenter. and NOT US ?!! But the best moment i had was when i played my intro piece. The flash frenzy broke out again the moment i finished. It felt like as if i'm doing some cover for a magazine. I even prepared a pen incase there's an autograph session. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, SSO open house was a blast ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres some problems with this blogger photo upload tool. and im lazy to upload it in another server. so i guess i will just show it another time.  =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-112606531478051575?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112606531478051575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112606531478051575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/09/sso-open-house-on-monday-was-indeed.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-112572046017293408</id><published>2005-09-03T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T13:10:03.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so going to miss the band room from now on. It was a total havoc in the band room yesterday with deon and jolene. We practically messed up the band room. 3 people but theres 6 instruments set up. We did some marching in the room and while i was in the midst of spinning the horn, the repairman showed up out of nowhere. I guessed he saw me with the crazy acts and saw his puzzled face. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After poor jolene cleared up the mess, we headed for town with [clement &amp; xiaohuan] and sanjay. All of us were like hungry werewolves, desperate for blood [food]. Foodfest @ suntec was our plan. i walked in and bak kwa was all over, with chinese sausages hanging in bundles like it was lantern festival. Bak kwa aunties were all over giving sample bite size bak kwa too. In short. Foodfest @ suntec was too porky and sanjay claimed it was too expensive. He forcefully spent $8 there because he couldn't take his hunger. but he wasn't full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to subway to  'Go Eat Lehh.. ' AND I DIN'T GET WHAT I ASKED FOR. Im very sure i asked for parmesan oregano bread but i was given some other bread which tasted like plain gardenia. They were stingy with their veggies unlike the one at raffles city. So if you guys want a bite, suntec subway is out of the list. They even have weird staff who fake slangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course we headed home after that. But before that, check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/initial%20D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/320/initial%20D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/initial%20P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/320/initial%20P.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUMMY too TIGHT !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-112572046017293408?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112572046017293408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112572046017293408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-so-going-to-miss-band-room-from.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-112557872653700068</id><published>2005-09-01T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T20:45:26.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Teachers' day concert was alright but i particularly admire the beach boys.[their performance, not the performers]. Im sure they sacrificed a great deal of their study time for it. As far as i know, i think that was they only item i enjoyed that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din't go back to BP neither did i go back to XNPS. Its not that i don't appreciate the teachers back then, but i just don't feel like goin back. My fellow juniors together with clement and myself attracted quite an attention at town that day. Our maroon band tee is simple yet eye-catchy when there's a group of us. and NO we're not attention seeking but we are proud of being from a gold band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At PS, we came across an electric sax. or was it clarinet ? maybe its multi-purpose. i don't know but it sure is cool. haha. There were electric drum pads as well. I very much wanted to try it but some faggots were hogging on it for eons that i felt like slamming some cymbals on their head. After waitin for some time, we decided to leave the shop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time provoking lai kiu. haha. sorry lai kiu. you know im not serious bout all those..  =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so happy suddenly, just an hour ago i was tired and sleepy. spent about 4hours doing my work this noon. The thing that invigorated me was the sudden favour from jeremy to replace him for his brass quintet for the SSO openhouse next monday. I feel so excited yet worried i will screw it all up. haha. tomorrow's the rehearsal. I hope it goes fine. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-112557872653700068?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112557872653700068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112557872653700068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/09/teachers-day-concert-was-alright-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-112489905007207306</id><published>2005-08-24T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T23:57:30.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walkin alone back home everyday is indeed a torture. Problems never fail to flash one after one inside. Seems that time is really running short. Was it only now that i realised it ? No, i don't think so. I studied for the math test earlier, but it just seems that i hadn't done enough. I have GP assignments due tomorow. Physics and chem mock papers coming in one after another before we could even finish goin thru the previous one. Food chem test this friday and im still halfway thru revising for it, in the midst of all those mock papers that has to be completed. Personal problems. No, not relationship problems but the others.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRESS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i could speak my mind out loud here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things i want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things i wish i could change,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its just my life im born into. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whining doesn't help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-112489905007207306?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112489905007207306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112489905007207306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/08/walkin-alone-back-home-everyday-is.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-112391545400258460</id><published>2005-08-13T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T14:44:14.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I overslept yesterday and couldn't go to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i only hav officially 2 lessons on that day, namely physics and math tutorial. Its a waste though because i finished both my physics and math homework the day before, and its not everytime i do my homework you know. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i will be expelled from school if im ever late again. Besides, even if i come to school, im probably left with half of the last lesson, and then get myself expelled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no valid reason for not coming to school and i may get a CWO for truancy. hahh its better then being expelled right. how paradoxical. truancy is supposed to be a worse act than latecoming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nights ago, i did something so reckless. I was supposed to do a good deed by figuring what was wrong with the digicam. In the midst of it, i accidentally formatted the memory stick. I was so devastated that i couldnt sleep well. really really sorry sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a mouthpiece for tml's swsy practice!! i forgot to take it from leon. damn. i hope michele's free to lend me hers. i need a mouthpiece. mouthpiece.. mouthpiece. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so broke broke broke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-112391545400258460?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112391545400258460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112391545400258460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-overslept-yesterday-and-couldnt-go.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-112368732646023754</id><published>2005-08-10T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T23:22:06.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've acquired the basic skills of using &lt;strong&gt;adobe photoshop CS2&lt;/strong&gt;. Thanks to my little sister. It's amazing what technology can do today. With that, i'm going to reconstruct a new blog layout. i'm dumb at it okay, but i will still try no matter what, in the midst of my hectic mugging schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone's having songs uploaded on their blog page. Can anyone teach me how to ? Its just so boring having a blog without a song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could scream now, for whatever reasons i'm not sure of myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-112368732646023754?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112368732646023754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112368732646023754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/08/ive-acquired-basic-skills-of-using.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-112358694941479242</id><published>2005-08-09T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T11:55:16.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Movie review of &lt;em&gt;The Island.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a fantastic show foreseeing the near future of genetic engineering and the world. It shows the possible good as well as bad outcomes of this sophisticated biotechnology and questions the ethics of the whole issue. So what has it got to do with the island ? Nothing. There is no island. People want to live forever. Greed perhaps ? But nothing is free in this world. With insurance policy that cost 5milion dollars, people can be assured eternal life with the sacrifice of another life. &lt;br /&gt;----9/10---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down one day, recalling heart-throbbing incidents that happened to me, incidents that almost took my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was 7, i choked on a white mastermind tack. The small little screw-like thing that you placed in holes to make the colour guess. Yea that one. How did it happen ? I was playing with a big straw, blowing the tacks through it like some tribal weapon. One of it got stucked in the middle. I was so desperate to get it out and i tried blowing so hard but it just doesnt move. SO, the smart me sucked air so hard, and the tack went right through it down my wind pipe. I thought i could vommit it out so i tried in the toilet and mind you, my mom and aunt doesn't know that i was going to die just yet. Untill my aunt saw my BLUE face. Yes, literally blue. So my aunt tried doing the standard first aid procedures to get it out of my damn throat, but failed. my aunt carried me upside down, to rush to the nearest clinic. My life-at-stake meter soaring up high, still rising.  My aunt's jerky run made the tack fell out of my mouth. and my life was spared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was 12, i was walking home with a girl named sabrine. She's a nice pakistani girl who is quite intelligent. She has a brother i think, and plays the piano too. Oh enough of her. Both of us were gobbling down Mr Softee and there was this small road, about 4metres in width. Never did i thought the road was the entrance of a heavy vehicle carpark. What happened was that i was 2 steps onto the road and got pulled back suddenly. I almost fell on my back, just before the road. In a split second, a large truck just zoomed pass. Sabrine, 12, saved my life from a possibly fatal road accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was 17, just last year, My life was again spared by a road with no dividing curb in the middle. It was a horrifying incident. My friends and I din't hear anything that sound like a bus. But in the next second while crossing, a bus horned at us and swerved to the other lane, the one for vehicles moving in the opposite direction. If there had been a curb in the middle, the bus cannot swerve and Will hit all of us. hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats next ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwei.. happy 40th birthday singapore   =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-112358694941479242?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112358694941479242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112358694941479242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/08/movie-review-of-island.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-112349539829213248</id><published>2005-08-08T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T18:05:43.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, you have found yourself your other half. Or so i think ?  Congrats.  Pardon me if im late. After 7 months (still counting), I have realised the meaning of your love. I tried to find one. The one that best resembles you in character, but you know there's none. Alas, i'm happy for you and him. I shouldn't be dejected at this point of time. oh how do i miss, miss the happy moments we had together. how we etched that friendship that swells into that reltionship. how you always brighten my day with that morning sms. how we planned our future in our own house. how happy you were when i left secret small gifts for you, the ping pong ball, the little piece of paper, the keychain. how i miss talking to you. how &lt;em&gt;i miss you.&lt;/em&gt; memories cherished. thanks for the 5months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have vowed to update my blog more often. hmm.. movie at 9.25pm. PS.   Meeting my friend at 8pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-112349539829213248?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112349539829213248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112349539829213248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh-you-have-found-yourself-your-other.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-112228804358368607</id><published>2005-07-25T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T18:40:43.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always wonder if love would ever come to me once again. It leaves me in deep solitude at times, when i just wished i had someone to talk to. I may be cheerful in school, around my friends and everywhere else, but it just makes me in deep thoughts when i'm alone, be it in the bus, walking home, etc. It's just weird when i suddenly do not have anyone to sms gladly with anticipation. Hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The estranged journey continues..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wild weekend. Fat's bdae bbq was the most peaceful yet enjoyable but rather boring at times i had. Don't make sense ? haha. It doesnt matter. I had to rush off home from school and meet the rest on the same day. Almost got drunk that night but oh well, it was still fun. i only got home on sunday night and dozed off till this morning for school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there goes another unfruitful weekend. I'm supposed to be studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-112228804358368607?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112228804358368607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112228804358368607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-always-wonder-if-love-would-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-112091657068533062</id><published>2005-07-09T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T21:27:29.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You've heard house of wax. It's a film full of gory, gruesome and evil plot. I thought, obsession towards wax figures made from a real being was bad enough until i realised whats in MY house. Yes. My house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called the house of Tupperware  ®.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what exactly is happening to my house ? Take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image(226)1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/400/Image%28226%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing you see on the cabinet top are tupperware® containers filled with milk powder and milo. I don't know what's in the square tupperware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image(227).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/400/Image%28227%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's honey and concentrated brown sugar in tupperware®. It has a small cap which covers a small little hole where the liquid comes out from. It's very convenient in the sense that we don't have to use a spoon and scoop up honey from a jar like in the old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image(229).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/400/Image%28229%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, you guessed it. That's where we store the common loaf of bread you buy in supermarts. It's super air-tight. Oh wait. Tupperware® products are all air-tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image%28234%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/400/Image%28234%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my mom's baking ingredients. As you can see, there's too many containers for me to name. Its just flour, flour and more flour. The different types of course. &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;Okay lets open some cabinets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image(228).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/400/Image%28228%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four tall slim tupperware® containers contains breakfast cereals. Everything is out of stock except for the quaker oat cereals on the far left. Next to it, is tupperware® containers filled with biscuits. So is the one on the bottom shelve. The big green tupperware® container is filled with confectonary sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image(230).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/400/Image%28230%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats where oil, table salt, MSG, pepper and the usual cooking stuff. Yes, its all genuine tupperware®.&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;Here's what you'll see in the refridgerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image%28231%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/400/Image%28231%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Spices ( star anise, cinnamon  etc. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image%28232%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/400/Image%28232%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and salted soya sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image%28233%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/400/Image%28233%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilli, tomato and oyster sauce.  On the left, is just a normal drinking tumbler with syrup drink that my mom chilled. Once again its all genuine tupperware®.&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;Is that all ?  Its tupperware® obsession. Nothing ends. Here's where my mom stores the remaining tupperware containers® when its not in use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image%28236%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/400/Image%28236%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long cabinet filled with used tupperware® containers. These are the smaller ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image%28238%291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/400/Image%28238%291.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Here's the medium-sized, used tupperware® containers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image%28235%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/400/Image%28235%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the used bigger ones of course. This cabinet has a small door. It has a BIG square space inside with sides twice the lenght of the door. look closely and you will get what i mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/1600/Image%28237%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3138/240/400/Image%28237%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;voila!! Here's the unused tupperware® containers. Brand-new factory-wraped in plastic.&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;So if there's any tupperware® lovers out there who wish to buy any, my mom is one of the dealer. Well, i suppose you can get discounts too if you buy through her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-112091657068533062?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112091657068533062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112091657068533062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/07/youve-heard-house-of-wax.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-112049706064445035</id><published>2005-07-05T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T01:12:24.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAR OF THE WORLDS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One kind of a lame movie. Actually it is indeed awesome on the visual and sound effects. Technology has once again proven its capability. Storyline is rather flat. Basically, for those who havent watch it, its about some weird aliens that existed long before man and planted destruction robots in earth. and the war started when these oblonged-headed aliens activated the robots and BOOM BOOM BOOM everywhere exterminating the human race. how humourous can it get ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GV din't on the air-con durin the movie. It was incinerating hot. its like watching the movie in an ultra huge oven. However, i have to thank Jasper for the movie treat. hee.  =] he's always nice la. although he puts up a cold and fierce front to me all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doomsday awaits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-112049706064445035?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112049706064445035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/112049706064445035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/07/war-of-worlds-one-kind-of-lame-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111995375636748462</id><published>2005-06-28T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T18:15:56.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went through it over and over again. I knew its in me. I was confident enough. How could this happen to me ?  I sat in the humid and arid hall, dripping the last bit of sweat thinking but i just forgot what i went through over and over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math is a goner. and chemistry better make up for it. Life is probably much death-threatening if i hadn't drop econs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111995375636748462?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111995375636748462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111995375636748462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-went-through-it-over-and-over-again.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111917220739857765</id><published>2005-06-19T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T17:13:10.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's being so unpredictable and its tearing me inside out. Now it makes me wonder if there are even anything out there that are sincere enough to be trusted. Things are not always what it seems like on the surface. Is it worth? i have no idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day after day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today marks the last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111917220739857765?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111917220739857765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111917220739857765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/06/dear-diary-lifes-being-so.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111726223330309866</id><published>2005-05-28T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T14:37:19.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished doing a blog for the band.. check it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.pjcsb.blogspot.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not fully done yet, but almost done.  =]  Guanzhong promised me chocs if its nice. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111726223330309866?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111726223330309866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111726223330309866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/05/haaa.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111703739071808115</id><published>2005-05-26T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:09:50.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're my Honeybunch, Sugarplum&lt;br /&gt;Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, You're my Sweetie Pie&lt;br /&gt;You're my Cuppycake, Gumdrop&lt;br /&gt;Snoogums-Boogums, You're the Apple of my Eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love you so and I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That I'll always be right here&lt;br /&gt;And I love to sing sweet songs to you&lt;br /&gt;Because you are so dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111703739071808115?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111703739071808115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111703739071808115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/05/youre-my-honeybunch-sugarplum-pumpy.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111663838078822694</id><published>2005-05-21T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T11:32:48.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday marks the offial step-down day for the year 2s. It started with an angry one. I already heard of the news the day before yesterday and when it was announced, almost everyone was of course bummed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to speak on behalf of the band members but i shall whine my displease over the decision made by the school admin. The june19 concert that was planned and  &lt;strong&gt;approved&lt;/strong&gt; by the principal was void. This was due to the fact that there is an oncoming mid-yr exam that the year 2s are sitting for. To further brace &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; argument, he said that there is no purpose in this concert and playing as a guest band for another school's concert is not that a big event for us and in another word, he wants to tell us not to waste our time over a small meaningless concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why on earth did he approve of it in the first place ? What kind of promised support do the performing arts have? NONE. You took 8months to repair the band room light after five thousand six hundred and thirty two reminders. You banned us from having the proposed overnight camp last dec with the thought in mind that instruments might go missing. You cancelled our 25march concert because of common test when tickets were &lt;em&gt;designed with much efforts&lt;/em&gt; and printed and halls were booked. You did not seem to be appreciative at all of the band achieveing the gold medal. not a SINGLE word was heard from you to congratulate the band. and now THIS. wtf. how fickle minded can you get ? You don't have the qualities of a principal at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking away the concert means taking away sometthing so valuable from the band members. If he define succesful as being a lawyer, businessman, holding some top positions in a company, he is wrong yet again. I dun regard band as a second priority after academic. Both are as important to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my fellow PJCSBians. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget the joy and laughter i had since the making of the gold band. As far as im concern, the band will still have to go on. I will never forget how the fresh batch (04) started out and how we grew together as one, achieving that gold medal ultimately. The friendships carved has bonded so much within me and i know the band spirit will go on. I will of course miss my instrument, my sectionmates, the Mcd dinners and my juniors. I will also miss playing the perc instruments, walking and visiting different sections and playing badminton in the band room. To all the j2s, study hard and do well for your Alevels and prove to that guy wrong. all the best.  =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love pjcsb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of so many jokes ive heard of in my whole life, many were humourous and some made me laugh for minutes. However, some were lame and i end up laughing at his or her lameness. SOME were hurting and insulting and do not at all please the ears. It may not be not hurting at all for some, but when someone is not in the mood for jokes, it can definitely hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets worse when the joker realises that someone took his or her seriously and apologises, not with sincerity, but with a clown face stucked on his or her face. " hey.. it was just a joke.. LOL.. im sorry. " and then " 0_0 hey im serious okayy.. LOL.. im sorry ." what a joker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its even worse if im actually told to reflect on myself probably because i'm too sensitive and childish and cant take such comical jokes. I think, if he or she thinks that everyone on this world will be entertained by his or her jokes, he or she , too, needs to sit down and reflect on him or herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;utter disgust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111663838078822694?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111663838078822694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111663838078822694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/05/yesterday-marks-offial-step-down-day.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111624710284308944</id><published>2005-05-16T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T17:41:46.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last friday's pjcsb bbq was a success. though not everyone attended. It was still fun ! Not to mention that the food was awsome, i'm sure everyone enjoyed themselves. My section mates are  such a sweet bunch. Apart from them relying on me to get them food, they waited for me to eat together and they just made me smile. rock on tbonee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a surplus of food and it was sad to see it being disposed off. We had water bomb fights, frisbee game, ghost story session and stuff like that. I also did tried to get some shy people to EAT. They're so quiet i just had to make them talk. haha. Shawn and samuel are one of those people. They're cute twin pair and i was happy i made them talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alumnis including Ms Chan and the teachers in charge were also present. It was a happy occasion to mark our achievement in the SYF. At the end of the day, at about 11pm, we were all shagged and filled with joy and satisfaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a pity i didn't take alot of pictures but i'm too tired to post them up now. maybe in my next post alright.&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;enough of band? My elder sister told me that im babbling too much band stuff. I think so too but i cant help it because i love the band. heh. I will never have enough of band.&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;em&gt;house of wax&lt;/em&gt; with soonbeng on sat. It freaked me out. I din't thought it was going to be that gory. But it was worth my 9.50. hah. great show. &lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryker. cool name eh. haha. He rocks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to play for june19 concert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111624710284308944?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111624710284308944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111624710284308944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/05/last-fridays-pjcsb-bbq-was-success.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111590897720627066</id><published>2005-05-12T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T22:49:02.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life has been better by the day. Apart from tutorials piling up my ass, i just love everyone around me. ha. So the week has been going on fine and lessons are as per normal. McD group went for a moviee. Coach Carter is a great movie which actually moved me. Im not saying its a perfect movie and of course there're some stuff which dun't appeal to me. lol. well. at least i learnt stuff that may perhaps help me for a better future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i just got home from chillin' with my 2 sisters. Its not all the time that we actually have the time to spend with each other like this. I enjoyed myself.. and i will just take a shower in a while and then ask myself if anyone cares about doing tutorials. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and here're some of the pics i took past few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/Image028.jpg"width=160px height=120px alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/Image023.jpg"width=160px height=120px&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/Image039.jpg"width=160px height=120px  alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/Image058.jpg"width=160px height=120px  alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/Image049.jpg"width=160px height=120px  alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/Image062.jpg"width=160px height=120px  alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/Image061.jpg"width=160px height=120px  alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/Image060.jpg"width=160px height=120px  alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111590897720627066?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111590897720627066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111590897720627066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-life-has-been-better-by-day.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111556339776909773</id><published>2005-05-08T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T22:43:17.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy mothers' day to all mothers and mothers-to-be. Elder sis din't come back home last night and we had to wait for her till she gets back at about 2pm. She promised to treat us, the whole family for a meal. Haa. Me being a good brother decided to pay half the total cost. So we headed to town and walked around till dinner time. Nothing big. Thai Express had decent food and my sis ordered as if we were rationing food for WW3. Even the &lt;em&gt;ang mohs&lt;/em&gt; were staring at us. And btw, today was the second time im eating there in 2 days. broke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new shoe but i think i need to get it changed. it seemed okay just now but its a little big now. haa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah boring. I hope shafaa doesn't skin me alive tomorrow. And im kinda lazy to study for the physics test. And if im not wrong chem test is next week too. And im lost about all the upcoming spa practical assessments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my adik, juniors, band, good life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111556339776909773?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111556339776909773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111556339776909773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-mothers-day-to-all-mothers-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111539490015695228</id><published>2005-05-05T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T23:39:54.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We have indeed proven to the rest ( band and non-band members, in and out of PJC ) that we're in fact as good as the other bands. Good job PJCSB. All the efforts put in by every single one had paid off. I still remember the moment of anxiety. As soon as it was aired through the hall that we, PJCSB, had clinched a gold award, tears of joy rolled down my cheeks. I'm, as much as my bandsmen, satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning of competition day itself was a swift and everyone was busy looking good and giving moral support to others, and taking memorable pictures. All i knew was that the time ticked so fast and it was all over. We were back in school waiting for the results. We knew we did very well on stage itself, the best of all times we played. I have to comment on zoey's soprano sax solo. It was superb ! But of course the rest of the band did as well.  =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all going to be different if we had gotten a silver instead of a gold. We would probably end up going home straight and feeling just alright. But god had answered my prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my section.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/trombonists.jpg"width=400px height=300px alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05052005 will always be remembered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111539490015695228?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111539490015695228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111539490015695228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/05/we-have-indeed-proven-to-rest-band-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111521635831399743</id><published>2005-05-04T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T22:19:18.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoola.. Welcome back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first things first. I will provide a little update about what's happenin' around me. I will like to announce the official launch of the existence of a new band clique. It of course comprises yet another hip and hyper bunch of band members. They look like demure princesses when they walk in a group BUT when they start talking, its just SO COOL. I haven't get their approval of the group name i came up with but oh well. The group is official but the group name is pending approval. At the mean time, let's give a warm welcome to THE BIMBO GANG !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene wrote me a letter. so sweet rite ? that's the 3rd letter i got to date. Its just appealing to my ears to hear her tellin me how much she loves the band. And not to forget Jolene is part of the bimbo gang as well. She's so cute right. Nice girl too but she never miss the chance to pick on me !! Farhan's always the nice guy and he doesn't take these stuff to heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the PJ blazer today and i look so smart in it. Of course its not my first time wearin a blazer but it just makes me love myself more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of writing a card for everyone too but i've no idea how to go about doing it. Well, i got the section gifts ready. All i have to do now is to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R E L A X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've played it many times. You screwed the last part all the time but hey, you did well the last few times and tomorrow you will play the best you can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, your best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111521635831399743?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111521635831399743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111521635831399743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/05/hoola.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111507376579443607</id><published>2005-05-03T06:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T06:42:45.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now i feel that i hate you. You won't live long with that egoism in you. if you're going to talk to me like that, Go Away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111507376579443607?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111507376579443607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111507376579443607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/05/now-i-feel-that-i-hate-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111495732435532274</id><published>2005-05-01T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:23:04.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Band practices have been very fun and certainly the band improved. It's probably the mental exhaustion i face every end of the day that has been preventing me from posting here. And yea i had band practice yesterday as well. It was different though. It was held at the Sg conference hall. Thats where the syf is going to be held for those who doesn't know. Its not my first playin in that hall but i'm sure every orchestra or band knows of its infamous bad acoustics. The band had to make changes in the way we play (dynamics etc) so it sounds good in the hall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJC was there as well to share the hall with us for that 5 hours. Oh well, i shan't compare the 2 bands but all the best to MJCband. =] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so we ended and went back to school at about 7pm. I made friends with more people(J1s) this time. I managed to engage in interesting conversations with them and tadaa.. now i know about 90% of the j1s. it was only about 50% before the rehearsal. Congrats farhan, you're the best. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my section. They love me too =] uhmm. they better do. or else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the pics i promised to show ? its not completely shown yet. here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting sanjay aka MR AWSOME !&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/superman.jpg"width=400px height=300px alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/superman2.jpg"width=400px height=300px  alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/superman3.jpg"width=400px height=300px  alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/superman4.jpg"width=400px height=300px  alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/superman5.jpg"width=400px height=300px  alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/superman6.jpg"width=400px height=300px  alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXY !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111495732435532274?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111495732435532274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111495732435532274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/05/band-practices-have-been-very-fun-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111444102642491927</id><published>2005-04-25T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T22:57:06.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY MY TAGBOARD IS FCKED.. I CANT TAG AT ALL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like blah -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniway, i shall reply tags here.. syf is on 5may.. and adik, i will study after syf. haa. and to jeff, i dun agree with you.. LOL. you're just in your world of tennis. Band members are in-fact multi-talented people around. i bet i can play more instruments decently than the number of sports u can play.. ops =x but i agree i suck at sports though. but giffari can play the tuba. can u ? =x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired. i don't think i have the brain cells left to put up pics now. PE was fierce enough and i had to endure for band prac. I got a card from dearest julyha.. hee. thnx ju =] u work hard too alrite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was updated with some bad news today. nonetheless, im not disheartened. We can do it ! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111444102642491927?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111444102642491927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111444102642491927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/04/okay-my-tagboard-is-fcked.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111431092181891495</id><published>2005-04-24T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T11:04:18.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo.. welcome to the deserted blog. It's been a long time since i last posted. Well this one is going to be a longggg one. I have quite a bunch of u-know-what to post. Actually i don't really recall much things but i know alot of events and things that i've been up to for the past week, since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is sunday. last friday, the McDonald's gang shot lots of pics and i promised to put it up here once i got it from Julaiha right ? I got it right here. 2days ago, the gang took another series of pics too. So i have 2 sets of pics to put up. Not all but selective ones that i think is presentable. Some of the pics are blurish probably due to the fact that we're not photographers. But band members, being the multi-talented group amongst society, learn things so fast that now, PJCSBmembers, or rather.. the McDonalds' gang learnt things fastt and we've become aspiring actors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the follow-up of last friday's pics.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;movie sequel feat. Mcd gang. - &lt;em&gt;the evil girls of CCK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/1-ecouple.jpg"width=400px height=260px /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lovely couple Ju and Jay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/2-watareulookinat.jpg"width=400px height=260px /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay's ogling !! poor Ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/3-sanjay.jpg"width=400px height=260px  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay's straying !! Ju's fumin' maddd.. real mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/4-taketis.jpg"width=400px height=260px  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE THAT !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/5-ualreadihaveabf.jpg" width=400px height=260px /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO.. the girl has a bf ! But hu's that masked black guy at the back ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/6-howdareu.jpg"width=400px height=260px  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the 2 guys fought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/7-ohdear.jpg"width=400px height=260px  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now there's more trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/8-letssteal.jpg"width=400px height=260px  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eek ! that masked guy is a thief !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/9-hescute.jpg"width=400px height=260px  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyy.. what are the girl's up to ? y aren't they stopping him ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/10-hesmine.jpg"width=400px height=260px  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ? he's a pimp !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;alright.. That was a lame but it took us alot of courage to take that kind of pics with crowds looking at us from everywhere, trying to figure out what these kids are up to. haa. we had fun.. here are the other presentable pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/runguyz.jpg"width=400px height=260px  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the runaway guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/xcouple.jpg"width=400px height=260px  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The x-couple - me and julaiha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/nicepose.jpg"width=400px height=260px  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eek.. thats the longg me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/egrp2.jpg" width=400px height=260px /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.. the group pic. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. im getting tired. The band is of course improving and we're gonna win it all the way. =] well.. its possible. even if we don't, we know we've put in our efforts. haa.. i had band prac everyday of the week this week. NO im not complaining but in fact, i am happy and i enjoy every single day now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the meet the parents session yesterday, my mom came down and my teacher said something that shocked me. She said i'm a very smart student and i grasp concepts very fast. The only problem with me is that i am lazy to practice and do my work. LOL. I will start studying after the band competition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. i will post the next series of pics another time. probably tommorow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111431092181891495?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111431092181891495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111431092181891495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/04/woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111363725357076763</id><published>2005-04-16T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T23:13:06.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seeing the band now makes me feel so much better. Maybe some of you might wonder why am i always babbling about band band band band and just band. Its just that that's what in my mind 24/7. Im beginning to love the band even more and let alone my section mates. Sectionals on wed and fri were very fruitful. I've got to know my juniors more in depth and we had lots of fun. Well, i hope they enjoy my sectionals. Its not easy to strike a balance between fun and seriousness but i am trying my best to achieve that and look !, my trombone section sounded so vibrant yesterday. Even kenny had commented that they sounded nice. hah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to cgssb (crescent girls' school symphonic band) for attaining the gold medal. Well i'm sure my sister and her fellow bandsmen had worked very hard for it. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sectionals yesterday, The McDonalds' group went to eat as usual but we're short of some people like thomas and michele. Well, i don't really know exactly who is in the group though i was proclaimed to be the chairman of the group. hah. But i have to say that the group has no restriction and that anyone can join us after band. I did asked some j1s to join us for dinner but to no avail. Amos is probably our only freshman of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shot alot of pics of poses that sanjay accounts as "kuku" poses. I have to admit that even that and 18yr old still has his childish craziness mentality deep inside when we're all in hyper mode. Well of course we do hav some group photos but most were just plain madness and mind you, we did attract the attention of a few. I haven't got the pics from Julaiha yet but i will put it in here once i get hold of it. hee =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasper rocks. so does PJCSB&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111363725357076763?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111363725357076763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111363725357076763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/04/seeing-band-now-makes-me-feel-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111323611251844246</id><published>2005-04-11T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T00:15:12.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was almost late today. OH WAIT, I'm almost late EVERYDAY. But today was a little over the limits. I took a cab with dedy and his friend and another j1 from the interchange. we were the last 4 to step across the prison border safely. i skipped PE and went for RJ concert with fellow bandmates. I had reunion with ol' friends like my dearest junior from BP, my band fest peepz, pri school bandmate, snyo mates(used to be), dearest eileen who is from snyo as well. Let me see who else did i leave out by accident. uh. ermm.. I know who. JASON and JASPER. Man i miss having them back when they were in pj. oh well. nice seeing everyone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am, boring me, shagged, trying to think of what i am supposed to do in school tomorrow. Did you guys know im the new chemistry rep? Its fun and i have errands to settle tomorrow. That makes me having 2 posts in the class; the other as a P.E. rep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres this very high freq sound ringing in my ears. I don't know if it's my room or outside or is it just me. its probably the highest possible freq that a human can detect. Ah. its irritating me. *yawns*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111323611251844246?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111323611251844246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111323611251844246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-was-almost-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111306489702151768</id><published>2005-04-09T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T00:41:37.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I almost threw up when i saw the Ms Singapore beauty pageant. Did i say beauty ? I mean, seriously, i have been thinking about the capabilities of Singapore girls a few times in the past. Every year, the pageant only brings major disappoinment. Oh come on, i'm sure there are others who feels the same way as me. I don't want to be rude but i can't find any word to describe the finalists. What word is less hurtful than skanks ? I've seen hotter girls. Where are they ? I cant remember which one but there is one who looks like a donkey.  (opss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel that the world is facing an epidermic as it is increasingly overly infested with dumb-nuts who go around everyday of their life showcasing their different and unique innate abilities that the matured do not posses. I am refering to those who holds zero common sense and therefore do things that not only amuses but irritates. I call them, the dodols. Don't ask me why but i just feel like calling them. Fyi, dodol is a malay dessert. Its brown, chewy, sticky and it looks disgusting.  So what do these dodols do that irritates so much ? I'll tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone gives a group of people a set of instructions to follow, for eg. , " Please switch off the gym lights and fans after use. " The dodol in the group will raise up their hand and ask, " what if i don't want to leave? " Like wth did his common sense go to? Oh ya, he's born a dodol. He probably has some of it in the skull. This is not an exact incident but a similar one happened to me. I mean, if that was meant as a joke, it probably reflects back onto his IQ level. like HA HA.. SO FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why a threat to society? These dodols waste like 10sec of our life each time they showcase their talents. So whats the big deal right ? I'll tell you. i believe 1 out of 20 pple in the world are dodols and the world population is a big deal, therefore, the 10sec of wasted time is multiplied by a big deal, and we get many hours of wasted time. If the matured us just get on with our life doing great(er) things, ignoring those dodols when they need our attention, we get to save a whole damn time and what we expect will happen in a century will happen next year. Okay &lt;em&gt;exaggeration. &lt;/em&gt;But seriously, manufacturers can save a whole fortune if they cut cost from printing labels that cater for these dodols that make up 5% of the total population. Sleeping pills - May cause drowsiness. Hair dryers - switch off when not in use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say my neighbour askes me every morning when im in my sch uniform walkin out of home,&lt;br /&gt;" Good morning boy.. "&lt;br /&gt;I answered with a smile," mornin' auntie .." &lt;br /&gt;" going school ar ? "&lt;br /&gt;Still smiling," haa.. ya.. byebye auntie." (like no LAR.. im going to scrub the road)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World peace, please ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111306489702151768?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111306489702151768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111306489702151768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-almost-threw-up-when-i-saw-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111282572888822203</id><published>2005-04-07T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T06:19:12.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PJCSB's trombone section in the year 2005 rocks ! I Love my section so much i can't stop waiting for the practice i see them next. Everyone came in as an ex-1st trombonists. Leon is so cute and pinchable. Cheryl and her cheerfulness makes sectionals so enjoyable. YoShun, the happy go lucky guy, who accepts destiny of whether i want him to play 1st, 2nd or 3rd parts. Melissa, the all-time shy girl who is going to be sitting by me for SYF. hee. Not to forget siewYee, who practices hard, never fails to attend band practices. Yes, i'm ashamed for skipping a band practice last year. All in all, i'm contented with the second intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned earlier that Ithaca is a very impactful piece. It is especially true. It is a story of a ship being attacked by a serpernt(i guess) and tells us how they overcome the attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts off with a mysterious solo by the english horn, symbolising the agonising fate god sang, accompanied by a crash chord of the tubular bells and the calm sea breeze. If a tag-line is displayed, it probably will be, " Oh no ! Its the end of us! The deadly serpernt has risen !! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect fifth intervals of the horns depicts a wake-up call for the ship crews. "There it is ! lets move it ! " 2 cannon balls were fired, missed. The crews pulled the anchor with their mighty strength. The flautists overblow out of panic and fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The serpernt blew fire and chased. The ship tried to flee as fast as it could at a steady thrust. In the midst of the run, the oboe chants prayers. The serpernt glided faster than the ship. They never dared to look back. The influx of running notes by the woodwinds tells us the serpernt was drawing near, on par with the growing fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue, the serpernt disappeared into the sea. "Is it the end ? Are we safe ? " were the thoughts of the crews. Sea breeze were heard once again. A flautist cries, begging for mercy. She is uncertain to whether they are safe and sense bad omen coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what was expected, the serpent's head appeared out of nowhere right by the ship. The percussionists slam the drums out of shock. The horns, euphoniums and trumpets take on a forceful melody line.  The crew fought with their every bit of energy left after the hard chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some life were not spared but they managed to bring down the serpernt. Yes the serpent died for good. The song then ends off with the singing of victory by the brasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might be changing our choice piece to Banja Luka, which i thought is a nicer song as it shows off more ability of the band. I'm having the 50-50 kind of prefrence between both songs. haha.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down with fever and i think its tonsil inflammation. I went to school yesterday feeling weak and drained. Its getting worse. I woke up at4, perspiring. Took paracatemol and decided to write an entry. I don't think i am going to school today. My throat is in a pretty bad condition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111282572888822203?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111282572888822203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111282572888822203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/04/pjcsbs-trombone-section-in-year-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111250696357117786</id><published>2005-04-03T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T13:42:43.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was like " WOW " when i saw that 2 rows of clarinetists. YES, its 2 rows. How promising. I thought the band sounded good considering the fact that it was the first practice with the J1s. Look at the trombonists. I listened to them throughout and i felt rather glad that i have good juniors. And the rest were as great.. Everyone was great. Compliments to &lt;em&gt;Ethan &lt;/em&gt;for Ithaca. He did in fact improved alot. Let's see.. when is the next band prac ? Wed ? I can't afford to wait too long for it. Michele and I were sayin to each other, " can we have more band practices on .. ermm.. Mon.. Tue.. Wed.. Thu.. and Fri ? "  Both of us don't mind. haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michele and I played a duet on the piano too.. nicee. i was sight reading so i was excused for playin wrong notes. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom met my teacher for a chit chat session too. I realised my mom  likes to talk about matters irrelavant to the topic. Mabe my teacher too  ? I don' know. From latecoming to what i do at home, to my studies, to my attitude in school, to SYO, to Band, to my lil' sis joinin band under my influence. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, i'm having a bad life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111250696357117786?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111250696357117786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111250696357117786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-was-like-wow-when-i-saw-that-2-rows.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111222191945243284</id><published>2005-03-30T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T17:47:25.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is the 30th of March 2005, 36 days to SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a year and 3 months i have been in this band. I shared much joyful moments with my fellow bandsmen and i am indeed happy with the friends i've made thus far. I see much potential in everyone in the band, so does Ms Chan. I still remember how much we were looking forward to the Thai trip and how much we were dashed when itwas cancelled. However, we did had lots of fun during the Band Fest 04 and after the well organised chalet, i thought it really brought us together as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did, in fact, got closer and i thought we could continue and work together towards the approaching concert which falls on the 25th of March. I thought we, as one would work our parts and play well as a band. I'm sure everyone was not happy yet again when the concert was cancelled. I myself had looked forward to the concert so much and i, just like anyone of us, couldn't do much to fight for our concert. It was the principal's decision afterall. This might be the reason why some of us may have lost the interest in the band after much of the bondings we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to the conclusion that i should not rely on others to make a difference. Everyone has their flaws. We can't blame people for their flaws and conclude that they are the ones that is holding back ONE's dream. I have my flaws and i want the band to know that hatred would not lead to anything. Why do we join the band in the first place ? If we love the band, help the band. I believe one cannot make a difference to the band by himself. Therefore, i want to help the band achieve the best and i belive we should put the hatred aside and help each other. I bear no credits at all but i love the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the right attitude. The problem with the band does NOT lie with the leader. It lies with the individual self. Like i say, hatred would lead to nowhere and the band goes down. It is therefore not right to skip band practices for whatever reasons that we know is unjustifiable. There are people who come for practices regularly and it is not fair to them if half the band is missing. I do feel sad and demoralised during band practices with poor attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 days will pass in a dash. I rather get a silver and be satisfied because i feel the band worked hard and did their best than getting a silver and having people regretting and pointing fingers at each other. Thats besides the point. I want a gold. I want the band to be happy at the end of the day. Forget about the concert but SYF is something that i suppose is as important and i want to see the enthusiasm which i haven't, now, in the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit i haven't been taking secitonals seriously and i daresay i am not the only one. But if we are serious of getting the best, everything has to change, now. Be serious. I agree that studies are important but SYF is as important and lets do our very best for this 36 days. I want the band to know how constraint the 36 days are. We are adults and we should know what is right and push ourselves. Since many in the band do not realise the seriousness of the situation of the band, I hope someone reading this would help me convince the bandsmen to work towards the best for SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the band. Its not what the band decide for us, Its what we decide for the band. Others will underestimate us, for although we judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, others judge us only by what we have already done. Prove to them that we are as good as them, if not, better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111222191945243284?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111222191945243284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111222191945243284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-is-30th-of-march-2005-36-days-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111202000062668099</id><published>2005-03-28T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T22:26:40.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ithaca is a very nice song. Every part in the band has a featured moment except MY part. =( but its okayyyy... PJCSB on its way for a gold. [i wish] come on people. don't you guys feel it coming right ahead of you? Weiheng was talkin about unity in odac. Yash then competed against him with SC [student council]. I was quiet, wondering, is there unity at all in the band ? I believe there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another haircut yesterday. much better now. i think i will be cutting there from now on. reccomended by adik. oh wait. he din't reccomend but i asked him where he cut his hair at because the place i usually cut at is heaved with people. haa. well i made new friends [ fauzi &amp; zameer ] who were at my adik's place that day. I went to his place after my haircut. We talked and crapped, or maybe it was just them hu crapped =x , and ate dinner at about 10. spent what adik called quality time when it was jsut me accompanyin him with his compo. haa.. but yea maybe it was indeed a long time since i last saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher wants to have a conference with my mom.. oh wee. regarding my latecoming records. LOL. I was late a total of 4 times this year. terrible. i hated school bus last time. I never took any school bus in my whole education life but somehow i wish i had school bus fetchin me to school everyday. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back paper1 [mcq] for physics and chem today. not too bad. haa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111202000062668099?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111202000062668099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111202000062668099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/03/ithaca-is-very-nice-song.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111183418436129155</id><published>2005-03-26T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T18:52:01.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.. i'm finally done with the layout. It's my second time doing it on my own without any template. hahh.. I don't care if people think its not nice. haha. I am stil at home and i don't even have the mood to play games now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111183418436129155?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111183418436129155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111183418436129155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111176402263532769</id><published>2005-03-25T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T21:44:19.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>common test is finally over ! haa. i'm so worried i will do badly. apart from math i hope i do well in my chem and physics, though quite uncertain. i intended to do badly for math because i dun have enough time to start on math, and i don't like to study bits here and there. I will catch up on math after my after common test. alright.. enough of common test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian food was great. haa. i went for a north indian food buffet on thu.  $8. YES its only $8. I intend to bring some friends there to eat some day.. Went to jasen's house after that for an overnight stay. watched shutter with him, taught him the flute and yea was fun. haha.. went to sentosa today with my bandmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa was rather disappointing. Attendance seemed promising the night before but a few couldn't make it last minute. oh well. but it was fun in the end. NO im not angry. hee. it's just that i had to agree it was last minute and i am not good at planning outings. I am so sorry if you guys din't find it fun. I enjoyed myself towards the end though. met my adik and his band mates . met the canteen auntiee. met good ol' liyana who is my sec sch senior. met my junior. so many people. took alot of pics and i remember there's one of me buried and i was carved with a pair of boobies and a pricky penis. haaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------- - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;s u n b u r n t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111176402263532769?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111176402263532769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111176402263532769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/03/common-test-is-finally-over-haa.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111116755908277029</id><published>2005-03-19T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T01:39:19.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weee.. another long break from my previous entry. I tried my best to study for the past days. And now here it is. 2 days to my chem paper. Haa. I followed Jasen to juying sec band prac on wed and i made some friends there. After that i had dinner with Jasen, his mom and sis. Well, I made friends with them as well. And just now I met Jasen for dinner with some of the Juying band pals. So Jasen has been filling up quite abit of my holiday schedule. hee. So I shall elaborate a little about him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found a great friend. Jasen's a great guy. hahaa. I've been talkin to him like every night online. But I supose he's tired today and that is why i have time to blog now ~! hahas.  Me and Jasen share similar experiences and we are in fact similar in certain ways. I got to know him when he came back to PJ. We got closer because we got so much to talk about and strangely, within a real short time span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clement's fallen deep into the well. I feel sad for him but i know he's alright now. I remember how dejected he was that very night. I tried to help but i don't think it was much of a help. Anyway, clement, wen you're reading this, remember that there's always a better fish in the sea and you will come by it one day. I know how it feels but hey, you're not the only one who has felt that way and its just one of the many downs you have came across and will come across in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF is coming, i see many school's aspiring musicians, [ i wouldnt call them band member because i believe people, including me, join the band because of the passion we share for music] , carry their instrument cases around. That is a good sign. and for the aspiring musicians that i know reading this, that includes my sister, the J1s who are leaving PJ, as well as the JYians whom i know won't be reading this. -i wish all of you the best of luck ! =]   I have my own SYF coming and i want the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/meroom.jpg" alt="=(" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh darling where are u ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111116755908277029?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111116755908277029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111116755908277029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/03/weee.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111068166580690195</id><published>2005-03-13T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T10:41:05.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a long break since my last entry right ? Everything has been bugging my schedule. No time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP paper was alright. In fact, most of us think that it's easier than expected, the compre for that matter. The essay was terrible. Maybe its just me. My language has been bad all along. haha. I came to school late on that day. I took the usual 180 with my classmate but during the ride, chan li [did i spell his name correctly ? =s] approached me and my friend and asked if we want to share a cab to school. we agreed and soon we were in a cab tryin to get to school in 10mins. I thought it was very possible if the driver goes fast enough and considering the fact that my dad done it before. BUT, the friggin', damned driver, drove like as if it was his first driving lesson. Bleah, he even took a longer route. and we were all late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was jasen's b'dae party. I had alot of fun !  Thanks Jasen. It was very well organised. There was alot, seriously alot of food. I made not alot of friends. Boohoo. But i got to meet my Rossini band mate. haha. It was funny. I told xiaohuan that the girl looked familiar. Xiaohuan called up to that girl [her senior] and she came to us and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I know ! You are the Rossini band .. that trombone guy !! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. i was embarrassed because i took quite sometime to recall that she playes the tuba. Oh people actually remember me so well. How touched. haha. I miss rossini band !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish there's band everyday now. i miss band. Jeremy wants to have sectionals with mee. i can imagine how fun it's going to be. But both of us seems to have very packed shcedule. Jeremy has a concert this coming friday. I just hope he's free today. =x &lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bad at designin' blog layouts.  anyone ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111068166580690195?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111068166580690195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111068166580690195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-long-break-since-my-last-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111020626254227618</id><published>2005-03-07T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T22:37:42.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know clement wants me to say it so i will say it now. He likes his name to be mentioned here i guess. He waited for me till im dismissed from school. how sweet right ? hahas. yea i know it sounds so gay. Oh well. dinner @ JP was fun too[me clement jasen jax].. no regrets. =] but i had to thank jasen. he's sucha nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have came up with a plan i thought will be one of my most memorable moments in pjc. I want to do something on teachers' day. a performance. I've done it before back then but i want it different. even better. so here's the rough plan. I cant disclose so many of the stuff but theres something i can say it here. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lead singer - evan&lt;br /&gt;guitarist - jess&lt;br /&gt;pianist - phyllis&lt;br /&gt;flautist - ahem . me&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;this was the initial plan but i decided to do something different and yash is going to help me with the lyrics and other stuff. yes we will be performing a song. an insipiring and touching song for the teachers, and also to my friends here in pjc as a farewell bid. I thought i had to start planning now so when the time comes, we will be confident and perfect. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[conscience] --&gt; " FARHAN !! You have a GP paper this friday and you MUST start revising NOW !!! stop all this online shit and get to work ! Common test is less than 2 weeks and you have ALOT to catch up on math and chemistry ! WHEN WHEN WHEN ? " &lt;-- [conscience]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stressed and i don't know how to start. I've never really sit down and study all my life and i've been told i had to this time. Oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111020626254227618?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111020626254227618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111020626254227618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-know-clement-wants-me-to-say-it-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-111012413957410484</id><published>2005-03-06T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T22:17:57.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it's going to be like once the band change. Will it be the same ? or better? or worse? It leaves me with mundane thoughts whenever i think of it. The anxiety of the fresh new intake gets worse by the day. But of course i'm happy for everyone, for their achievements and let their hearts take them to whereever they belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank god for giving me memorable moments i spent with them. Though I know not whether i will meet up with similar friends-to-be in time to come, I have to say that they first intake had given me a fun experience and I'm sure the rest of the j2s share the same feelings with me. Wish all of you the best of luck in everything. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you've imagined.&lt;br /&gt;When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-111012413957410484?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111012413957410484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/111012413957410484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110987236156391355</id><published>2005-03-04T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T17:03:56.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My hp is spoiled again and i don't think im' sending it for repair again. It's old aniway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the band is deteriorating from bad to worse. Maybe I shouldn't have quit Snyo afterall and make it my first priority of my 2 CCAs. Maybe i should have quitted band instead. Maybe i shoudn't have put so much hope and faith in it. Oh well, but that's not the case. I'm already out of Snyo and i have to work towards helping the band to achieve the best. People only said they want the best and know their responsibilities of putting in the best effort But they don't actually act their words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One out of five frogs decided to jump to the next rock a metre away. How many frogs are left ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"five. because none jumped. One only decided to jump but they didn't jump"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame ? I think it make sense. it was quoted from Mr kwek during the assembly talk. I hope to see a change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wed, it was &lt;em&gt;jeremy's&lt;/em&gt; b'dae. I went to his house after a last minute invitation from him with clement beyy. I din't know many people[yes i know some of them] there but me being the friendliest person mingle around and tadaa. more friends! heh. They were all from clement's church society and i think they're a cool bunch of people. At 10pm, people left and i was left with jeremy, chit chatting till i lost track of time. I realised it was 12.30am and i left for home. I stayed near him and reached home just before 1. i had fun chatting with him though. Thanks jeremy! and clement ! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-edited a couple of times cos i was rather groggy at point of typing this entry.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110987236156391355?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110987236156391355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110987236156391355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-hp-is-spoiled-again-and-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110950723134659140</id><published>2005-02-27T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T20:39:28.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm lazy to put the pics above because i think it spoils the picture, as in it doesnt look good and people have very little time to adore the cute posers in it. haha. so i will put it in this entry instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The McDonald's gang took lots of pics on friday and i had a fun time during the photoshoot session. And the pics are an evidence of intra-section bonding which includes the j1s as well, though not all, but there's stilll j1s ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasen was there as well. He's an ultra friendly alumni whom i thought was not so friendly at the start. [i'm so sorry jasen, if u read this =x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And swimming session earlier that day was as usual with the usual people plus newcomer xiaohuan and darius. Conclusion - i need to get goggles. My eyes kind of hurt more this time and dean reminded me it's bad bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not as fun but i enjoyed myself at the SAF central band Beautiful Sunday concert.&lt;br /&gt;*applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling bored once again. How i wish i don't have to go to school. It's just not my kind of thing. lol. Does that make sense to you ? Oh and anyway, Good luck to the anxious people. I don't remember feeling so scared or excited last year. All i remember was i was sad and regret only when i got my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i haven't learn my lesson. I'm stilll slacking. Oh well. Someone help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And jasper rocks =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------25 feb 05----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/pjcsb.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/DSC01632.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/DSC01617.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/DSC01633.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/DSC01603.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110950723134659140?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110950723134659140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110950723134659140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-lazy-to-put-pics-above-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110916515911796277</id><published>2005-02-23T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T22:55:34.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my haircut and its so much easier to manage now. i just hate long hair. It pisses me off when it gets long, and mind you, I did scold vulgars to my hair before. It only happens on bad hair days. like &lt;em&gt;duh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many has been asking about what happened to the SMRT bus driver. haha. I've told the story again and again and you bet, I just told the same story twice today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registration number : TIB 700 X&lt;br /&gt;Service No : 172&lt;br /&gt;Date : 17 feb 2005&lt;br /&gt;Time : 5pm&lt;br /&gt;Boarding Point : teck whye garden&lt;br /&gt;Direction of Travel : westwood secondary school&lt;br /&gt;Name : farhan&lt;br /&gt;Sender : &lt;a href="mailto:farhanj@singnet.com.sg"&gt;farhanj@singnet.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom it may concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been one of your frequent passenger of bus service 172. I am writing this feedback, however, to convey my displease over an incident on one of my trips. It was at a peak hour and the bus was heaved with passengers and when i reached my stop, i had to squeeze my way through to the exit door. The door closed as i reached it. I pressed the bell three times continuously, expecting the driver to let me alight. The driver stopped the bus after moving about 2 metres not to let me alight but itwas due to the fact that there were oncoming vehicles on the right. I pressed the bell another three times, trying to make it more obvious that i had to alight. But instead, the driver went on after the road was cleared. I am not only embarrassed at that point of time but I am also angry and disappointed at the driver as i thought it was utterly rude. I hope the office will look into this and i will be glad if they could educate the driver to be a little bit more considerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;farhan&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Did i sound rude ? Oh no. But who cares right ? It's customer's rights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reply,&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr Farhan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your feedback. We wish to assure you that we have noted yourfeedback and would be conducting an investigation into this matter. My colleague, Suraya will keep you posted of the outcome as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards,&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Yap (Ms)&lt;br /&gt;Executive, Corporate Communications&lt;br /&gt;DID: 6331 1136&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for the email from Suraya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem test. Should i flunk it again like the last ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110916515911796277?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110916515911796277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110916515911796277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/02/heres-it.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110890869355085424</id><published>2005-02-20T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T22:42:51.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh another weekend wasted. im a week nearer to Alevels. and of course SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the j1s are getting their long awaited results and people have been coming to me, asking about the misleading NIE or is it MOE letter? im not sure. hahas. i din't remember gettin any of those letters last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i've sent a complain feedback to SMRT buses, former TIBS. why ? It was due to utter rudeness of one of the driver during my ride home last thursday. thats about it. i'm just waitin for the reply mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chains of trust destroyed. what else have you got ?.. i gave you &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the respect. I don't think i deserve that kind of return. Oh when am i leaving PJ [question mark]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110890869355085424?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110890869355085424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110890869355085424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-another-weekend-wasted.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110857614033706146</id><published>2005-02-17T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T18:09:56.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is irony that one only realises the importance of a true friendship only when it's scratched,  tumbles down, leaving emotions of agony, regret. One can make alot of friends but how many of them would be regarded a true friend, someone whom he walks with through thick and thin, someone whose shoulder he can cry on, someone who encourage and deter him from giving up? a true friend is hard to come by. It is through true friendships that led to marriages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is tougher day by day here. Memories of the past lingers in me here and then. i miss the life i had in bp. I had thought that life in a jc should be much more enjoyable, forming new friendships, forging the exact replica of the life i went through back then in bp, where i have some friends i whine with at times of dejection. But life is different now. I realised how much i cherish the friendships born since day 1 when i stepped into bp. I miss the friends, the laughter and joy, the lame-ass moments, the fun-loving juniors. Life is different now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My passion for music has never and will not cease. Some things in life are very unpredictable and i know i can't do everything that i want. I don't have the time. It is inevitable when i have to give up something i love for something that i consider less important but neccessary. SNYO. I had thought it was bugging me. It made me rush from school to cityhall in 1 hour right after PE. It made me go home at 10+pm on thursday when i had school the next day. It stole all my saturdays. I had band on wed and fri and im only allowed to go out with friends on tuesday. I couldnt commit myself to it and therefore, I quitted. Its only now i realised i miss the times i had in SNYO. It wasn't bugging me. School. Education forced me to gave it up. I had to give it up due to the congested schedule i have in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom it may concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my band. I hope the family works hard. SYF is coming. So is our common test. I am NOT going to give it up just because i have to work hard for the common test. I have faith in the band. Pardon me, but i am disappointed. I dream of being the first pj batch to clinch the best. I know that It all depends on each and every single one of us. I tried to help but I bear no authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please wake up. It is in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;FARHAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110857614033706146?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110857614033706146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110857614033706146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/02/it-is-irony-that-one-only-realises.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110839506905041602</id><published>2005-02-14T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T23:32:13.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy V day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i have so many things on my mind i don't know which one to splutter first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame-ass moment :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : OH no i just dropped ur pencil case&lt;br /&gt;B : Ah.. you're so DEAD&lt;br /&gt;A : I'm SO SORRY !!!&lt;br /&gt;B : how sincere ( =.= )&lt;br /&gt;A : I'm really sorry at the &lt;strong&gt;heart of my bottom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made frenz with 2 more j1s. one so petite, demure. and the other a lameO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heex.. and i scored a goal pass a defending pro-goal-keeper.   so &lt;em&gt;tyco&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110839506905041602?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110839506905041602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110839506905041602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-v-day-oh-i-have-so-many-things.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110822970214647964</id><published>2005-02-13T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T01:43:27.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all.. its my lil sis's bdae today. Happy Birthday sis =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i've been bad to you. oh well. siblings are like that isn't it. Its just life. =x Its a pity that our birthdays are just one day apart. And you did not get me anything for my birthday ! Actually i don't have anything for you either. =O But. how about..if i allow you you to use my clarinet forever. how's that ? hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best in everything and I will continue see-ing u improving on your clarinet-playing.. and yea i've enjoyed playin those little duets with you. like finally i have someone in the house who plays something. haha.. and please study hard okay.. and please take care of my clarinet.  =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she will read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BDay Log 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ring ring.. ," my handphone rang. I answered with my dazed, shagged voice that morning. Yea i decided not to go to school on that day. I felt bad because i told all my friends to come. AHakz. okay... that's not the point. There was no one on the other line. I felt weird. It took me like 10 seconds to realise that it was just an sms. ( okay. stop laughin )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan was just to meet the usual bunch for my Bdae dinner at Jasper's all-time favourite french cuisine eatery, &lt;em&gt;Delifrance.&lt;/em&gt; The bunch consists of jasper, jason, michele and gary. But, my friends missed me so much they wanted me to come to school. That was why i had to drag myself to school just to let them do what they've planned on me. lol Yingyi refused to tell me what it was. oh well. I made them wait for half an hour for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey.. where's the whipped cream ? ," one of my classmate mumbled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so geared up for my marathon dash then. It was so anti-climax because she was obviously playin a prank on me and they came with a cool cake. hehe. and of course my b'dae gift. wee. i love my 04S16, former 04S18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember my schedule for that day ? It was scraped off totally and they day went even better! me and jasper waited for michele and then we head to town to meet jason and gary. Adam met us abit later for OUR b'dae dinner, at&lt;em&gt; Cream Bistro. &lt;/em&gt;ahaks. yea me and adam are twin brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slacked and talked craps in town untill we thought christmas was approaching when we decided to head home. It went like this - we took the north-south bound train from town to send jason off at sembawang, jasper at yewtee, michele at btbatok, and adam at jurong east. and i went to boonlay ALONE. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some of you may be wondering what happened to gary ? Sad case. he left for home right after dinner. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. my phone suffered from a severe influx of smses when the clock struck midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was certainly one of my most memorable birthday of all. Thanks all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hu wanna date me ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110822970214647964?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110822970214647964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110822970214647964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/02/first-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110785188510618613</id><published>2005-02-08T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T16:38:05.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just got home from "flight of the phoenix". Not a bad movie afterall. very touching. heh. we should be watching constantine next week. yea the same 4 of us.. who ? U guess. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if i should go to my grandparents place. its the fourth time today my parents are at my grandma's new house and i have not followed them in the last three times they went there. i wonder how it looks like but i'm so lazy. Oh well. i'm so sorry grandma. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110785188510618613?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110785188510618613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110785188510618613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-just-got-home-from-flight-of-phoenix.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110769125771433775</id><published>2005-02-06T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T19:47:44.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh la la.. My weekend was great afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my adeq probably felt sympathetic towards me for rotting at home thats why he asked me out at about 9.30pm yesterday. I'm so sorry Jasper i had to abandon u online =x but i was dead bored alone at home the whole day so i thought i should go out and meet him. Jason was there too because they had alumni practice together. ( YES, I'm envious !.. i seriously think PJ alumni should join the RV-Yuhua alumni band)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 11pm when i told them i wanted to go somewhere, anywhere but home. Jason was contemplating whether to go with my idea. Thank god he joined us. I would be so bored if there were only me and my adeq. So we spent the night walkin at the &lt;em&gt;longkang&lt;/em&gt; and chit chat. and headed to adeq's house at 1am+ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go into the room and talk after attempting to watch "the others" where Jason dozed off soon after. Imagine 3 guys sqeezing ourself onto a single bed ! But we did fell asleep in the end, but in an oddly position. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest were pretty usual. woke up, talk crap, eat, play cards, and i headed home at 7pm. Poor Jason. i hope his parents doesn't scold him for coming home late. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't inform my mom about me going out yesterday. She didn't even bother to call or sms me to ask. and when I reached home, she didn't say anything but told me to eat beacause she cooked. haha. i love my mom. Freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead she told me a story - my younger siblings quarelled and out of the anger of one of them, she went to my room and started kicking my mirror. And yes it shattered. The mess is still there, under my bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah im too happy to be mad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderful weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110769125771433775?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110769125771433775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110769125771433775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-la-la.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110758293551706969</id><published>2005-02-05T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T14:16:30.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was jason's birthday yesterday and i didn't bring my Handphone to school so it spoiled my mood for the whole day. i wanted to wish him happy birthday but i don't have my phone with me ! so i only wished him when i met him in the band room at 4pm. and yea, i hope he likes what me and jasper bought for him. Me and jasper were hunting for it on thursday. but we had fun hunting i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and have i mention that im having swimming lessons from coach Clement Bey every Friday? haha.. because I have a 4hour break after school before band practice. i went last friday. and yesterday too. with GuoXiong and JiaJi. I met teck koon , sherman and hong sheng there coincidentally too. and we din't had to pay for the entrance fee. haha.. Clement were so sad that &lt;em&gt;chio bu &lt;/em&gt;XiaoHuan din't follow us. haha There wasn't any eye-candies yesterday. But ah, my body's aching. I swam more than i did last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"today is always better than yesterday " quoted frm MR Quek .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i agree to that and if i relate it to band practice, its very true ! i seem to enjoy band prac much more than the last. The first combined we had with the J1s yesterday was exciting ! Ms Chan went to the cupboard to take out some sight reading pieces and i could see everyone's eyes staring, guessing what song she was taking out. Some muttered &lt;em&gt;Song of sailor and Sea &lt;/em&gt;and stuff like that. but i guessed correctly ! she took out the legendary &lt;em&gt;persis&lt;/em&gt; and we sight-read it. it was nice.. considering that we're sight-reading. However, i hope attendance will improve for the next practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boring weekend. Im alone now and no one is gonna cook for me ! and I have no money at all. so i will just starve till my mom gets home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110758293551706969?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110758293551706969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110758293551706969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/02/it-was-jasons-birthday-yesterday-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110735508808384697</id><published>2005-02-02T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T20:10:01.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was cool. my friends are cool. teachers are cool. band prac was cool. my juniors are all so cool ! haha. dinner was ultimately cool. coolest day ever ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made another 2 more j1 friends. alright. they're from band but its only today that i got to talk to them like ALOT over dinner. oh so cool. 2 pretty gerls. haha. they should be joinin us for swimmin this coming friday. and clement is excited =x i hope he doesn't see this. Magdeline was very nice to me too. haha. she came to me and said i looked like a poor &lt;em&gt;boyboy &lt;/em&gt;and asked if i wanted to eat. okay lame. =/ but clement said she's not nice at home. So who's right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back my physics test todayy.. ooh wee. and im gettin back chem test tml. oh god. im hoping to scrape at least some sympathetic 10marks out of 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, this paragraph is dedicated for my good fren, Jasper. He's an ultra nice guy and puts up this moodified face at times. And when u ask him what's wrong, he said nothing. And fingers start pointing to me &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; for being sensitive. Oh that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;The point is - Jasper Rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110735508808384697?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110735508808384697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110735508808384697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/02/wee-school-was-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110727786039605511</id><published>2005-02-02T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T06:19:44.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never thought it was weird just now. In fact, it has to start somwhere. If not now then when ? =) I really want to be talkin to u once again. oh well.. tennis captain's gonna be s busy later. haha. i know u wun read this cos its already 12.56am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enuff of bloggin about wat i did day after day. I realised im a &lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt; person. I made new j1 frenz today, thru my adeq and sherriee. erm let me think. actually its only one of them. haha. the other one is in band and i knew her already.. din't i just said i had enuff bloggin my daily activities ? ha ha.. but i guess nothing wrong higlightin the interestin part of my day.That is if there is any, in the first place. (btw, i went home alone today.. jasper &lt;em&gt;pang seh&lt;/em&gt; me) =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still waitin for someone to teach me to play songs on my blog.. any takers ? Or maybe i shud just find out by myself how to. independant learnin is so crucial nowadays. especially when u hav bad teachers. I remember how much i had to struggle with chem last yr. The situation was horrendous but i managed to pull thru the promos. hee thanks to me reading books in the library. Im so proud of myself coz i never did that kind of thing b4 in my whole life. but i was frantic. i dun wanna repeat J1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when im gettin that frantic feelin for my As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when am i gettin caught for my hair ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for band prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh u know wat?&lt;br /&gt;Im missin those days.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it ever comes again.&lt;br /&gt;I had wished time never change it.&lt;br /&gt;But it did.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110727786039605511?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110727786039605511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110727786039605511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-never-thought-it-was-weird-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110700076729013277</id><published>2005-01-29T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T11:46:48.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a while and you know what the situation is like now. I was very mean to you and i apologise. i really hav nothing against you; but i can't bring myself to talk to you. I don't know what to talk about. i don't know if its embarrassment thats stoppin me from even lookin at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten over everything now, but there are times when the past brings about the sudden guilt and sadness in me. Its better now. I am not sure if i have changed but i learnt my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if its the same scenario but i do read your blog occasionally because i always wonder where you are, what you have been doing in school and stuff. I'm glad seeing you having fun, enjoyin moments with your newly-made friends. Knowin your character, there's no doubt that you will have many friends around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a new life. You have all my support for that tennis team you are tryin to set up. Im not surprised you went all the way to get it administered. You know what you want and you worked for it. good luck in your tennis team. It will be successfull, surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ashamed of what had happened the last time. Since that day, i have never talk to you in a proper manner and i know i had to do it. I apologise once again for my wrong doings and for what had happened to you. I always know you are a strong person deep inside you. That is why i see a bright future ahead of you. I wish you success in all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17th Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;farhan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110700076729013277?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110700076729013277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110700076729013277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-been-while-and-you-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110674337872942507</id><published>2005-01-26T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T20:42:58.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES ive been busy... and ive been bloggin less. big year this yr. its my As.. and i'm not sure if its gonna be like how i spent my time in the sec4 year. but somehow. i feel the strain. i feel the walls going closer to me, squashin me if im not gonna do somethin bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday PE was great. played handball and injured my finger. but i managed to do a cheap goal shot. lol. better than nothing. in the midst of everythin.. some guys just started playin &lt;em&gt;dodgeball&lt;/em&gt;.. haha. and beside us were the netball trial gerls. and after PE pple was askin if i went for the netball trials earlier on. lol LAME..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to play badminton with some j1s (jason and his classmates)  after that and it was chaotic in the hall. corks flyin all over the place. then ate dinner with the bunch..  and TADAA.. i made new frens !! too sociable i guess &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was fine. fun.. cos i get to go home at 1pm.. and slept till 7pm, wake up to study for today's physics test which went quite okay. and guess wat.. im selected to be a peer physics tutor..AHEM.. lol one of the 5 in my class.. to coach my peers hu failed physics for promos last year.. and we get CIP hours. but but but. its optional for us. and im short of 2hrs for 2bonus points.. so mayb i shud go.. it starts tml.  thursday is the most hectic in my time table. and plus that remedial.. it ends at 7 -.-  .. shud i go ? for the sake of CIP hours ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT seminar spoiled my whole day. hah. it was cartoon sketchin workshop.. and it was made compulsory.. but i managed to ran off and go for band. ah i love the J1s.   went to eat with the bunch Dean declared as the " FARHAN's McDonald's gang " ?!! i really dunno when he came out with that group name.. but it sounded kiddy .. and lame. lol.. jasper and jason tagged along too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110674337872942507?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110674337872942507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110674337872942507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/01/yes-ive-been-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110645592059197759</id><published>2005-01-23T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T12:52:00.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NIE concert was alright.. (im sorry jeff. but its the truth).. mayb its the run down concert hall itself that made the band sounded muffled.. friday was great.. i was at home the whole day ytd and today.. probably..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was half an hour late tt day. sorry michele and jason =S.  3 of us.. went to eat.. and then looked for flowers all over town when we finally decided to buy chocs instead. during the long long walk, we had to endure the scorchin heat but we talked alot.. and things i wanted to tell jason.. had already been told by michele.. hmm.. it just made me think wat else she gossiped bout me.. haha.. but aniwei.. got to know jason better.. he and michele make a good pair. childish pair. they were playin hide and seek with me and about 4 times they disappeared and i had to look for them. lol. cute pair. cute pple. haha. jason looks so cute. with that face he always make.. im not the only one hu says he looks like a pri 6 kid =/ sorry jason.. stay cute =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dean met us just before the concert and after the concert, we went to ate and talked alot. or rather i was the one tellin stories... and we din take any pic on that day cos no one has a camera. took bus home at about 10+ ? i cant remember.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when am i gonna revise organic chem ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not today then when ? if not me then who ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110645592059197759?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110645592059197759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110645592059197759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/01/nie-concert-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110623449431447782</id><published>2005-01-20T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T12:04:03.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its thursday.. last day of the week ! isnt it great ? i hav loved first term of every yr cos theres alot of hols. but teachers are always naggin askin me to do my revision.. oh well.. i tot of that for resolution every yr.. but this time round i gotta be serious. like really serious.. i cant afford to flunk my As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwei.. i havent been free.. but i hav to get this blog going on rite ? ahaha.. i dun wan it dead again.. some stuff happened... and apparently im being blamed for god knows wat i did.. saw that anonymous tag ? yea about that.. i assume it has got somethin to do with wat happened in school.. some shit stuff.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless. i gotta say somethin to all my frens out there.. up and foremost my fellow bandmates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u do something. love it and do it well. u will get the reward. and if wanna be part of somethin, participate well. peform well and u will be rewarded. If u wanna join a particular cca in a sch, bear in mind ur joinin it because u wan to and are prepared to deliver wat is expected out of u once u are a member of that CCA, u are doin ur part for the sch, and u represent the sch crest whereever u go... so love it.. be responsible... if not, or if u join for the sake of PEARLS points... QUIT.. get a life. simple ? oh i dun wish to be mean... sorry.. i may be slackin at times too but i love my band. PJcSb. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another issue is that. if pple start behavin so hostile to u.. u shud look into urself once again.. its a 2 way thing.. pple are hostile to u if ur hostile to them.. on the other hand.. pple will be nice to u if ur nice to them.. but of course u dun curse that someone so bad just due to the fact that he or she is hostile to u..ur not always right. .. hatred doesnt solve the problem... in fact.. apologise. simple ?.. this relates back to the previous paragraph.. its similar in the sense that u will be rewarded if u do somethin well. vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed sectionals was great.. i hav 3 juniors.. got to know them.. not so well... but its only the first practice. i havent really hear them play.. but shudnt be that bad.. rite ? tbone rulz +X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was MAD.... really mad that todays combinced was cancelled.. concert cancelled.. band prac too.. and wats next ? SYF ? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun aniwei.. met jasper after school for dinner at deli.. thnx jasper !! =) he's a great fren whom i had known for long... i gotta apologise to him cos it was like on and off thing cos i kinda din talk to him when im busy.. but we're in the same school now.. so it kinda ON back again.. oh does that make sense to u ? tts not important.. but just noe that jasper's a great guy :)&lt;br /&gt;and oh ya.. he went to hav a haircut and i waited in the library for an hour.. i slept.. really slept like some homeless kid.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im going to watch the NIE concert tml... with michele dean and jason.. ahaks. i cant wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.. and im still wonderin hu is elyse.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110623449431447782?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110623449431447782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110623449431447782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110575170698599935</id><published>2005-01-15T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T09:22:19.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im feelin so unjustified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PJ band concert on the 25th is cancelled.. due to common test which falls on the 21st to the 24th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hav no power to do anythin.. i hav come to a point that i shall say nothin bout this.. tired of arguing.. at the most we might be going there to play like 3 songs ? oh well. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and remember bout the NIE band concert. ? im not playin for that one already.. " He's not playin for concert !! " smacked right onto my face as i stepped in for prac ytd nite.. utter humiliation i cannot tolerate.. but i put up a face throughout.. 6tbones ? against 15 trumpets ? nothing to say.. its not that im thinkin highly of myself.. its just that i dun understand y i cant do my part for charity..(yea the concert tix sales goes to tsunami fund).. its not like the band sounded so perfect. in fact it sounded far from it.. so my point is.. y cant i play ? he is so bent on me not disruptin the arrangements mr wong had planned for the section.. this is blatantly bias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PJ band rocks yea ? haha.. i din go to sch on wed. but i went for sectionals in the afternoon.. met some of the j1s.. cool pple eh.. and after that went to eat with the usual pple.. but this time with clement henry and jeff... they are the usual pple.. just that they didn't join us for previous bitching session. lol =X so we were talkin talkin talkin.. so fun.. its not much of bitchin.. but more of tellin ghost experiences.. dreams.. and stuff like that.. and all of us just love it when julyhaa goes " F*** U " she sounded cute ? haha... and david commented on my playin.. i was just flattered.. though i know its not that true.. tts wat he thinks at least.. i got nothin to say.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PJband really bonded together now.. before the nie band prac ytd. i had pj band prac.. i had to rush off after that. and.. i kinda neglected the usual pple.. im so sorry.. sorry giff. i tink ur mad at me ?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he kept askin where im going.. but i refused to answer.. and tink he got pissed.  =( im sorry giff. but im just not supposed to tell pple that im going for nie band prac.. cos im dead if everyone noes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110575170698599935?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110575170698599935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110575170698599935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-feelin-so-unjustified.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110548493189815931</id><published>2005-01-12T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T07:08:51.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not going to school today.. but gonna go for band.. i hope.. just very bad fever.. i knew it was coming ytd.. felt so weak. but i went for NIE band prac aniwei.. the instructor Mr Ho told us not to play for the concert which is like next fri.. cos of reasons like.. too little time to master the pieces.. bla bla bla and so on. so i tot the band was already near perfect condition for the concert.. but he allowed me and jeff to sit in and play ytd.. so i was like okayy.. haha just as he finished talkin.. i saw mingHui.. my rossini 1st tbone mate !~  she was shocked.. so was i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they gave me a horrid instrument =/ i din had mouthpiece.. and they gave me a small bored mouthpiece..   trombonists or rather brass players will know wat im talkin about. hah. the moutpiece sink right in.. so small tt in made me sound horrid.. even ming hui asked y am i so airy. lol so  Mr Lee got me another mouthpiece.. a bass tbone mouthpice.. its too big.. but better though... just had to endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only durin the practice i learnt that the NJc band pple were only on their second prac ytd.. so wats the big deal bout me joinin only ytd ? but i managed to get consent to play for the concert... after talkin to the manager of NIE band.. but he wants commitment.. i was like. no prob. since its so near my house. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. tts not all.. remember i said i thought the band were near perfect condition for the concert ? after the band prac.. i was amused =) shant say anythin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met my pri sch band instructor as well.. it took me 40mins to get the courage to asked for his name so i can confirm its him.. haha.. but he's still as humourous as ever.. we talked alot and stuff.. and he was tellin his fren..whose some band instructor i suppose.. (yea there's alot of band instructors around) .. haha.. he pat me hard on my back and told the guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this is MY student.. that was 7years back... long time.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i said "hello "  =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he continued,"now he came back.. very good player already "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ ^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110548493189815931?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110548493189815931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110548493189815931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-not-going-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110527721819120111</id><published>2005-01-09T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T21:26:58.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me? grief? HAHA..i got over the grief eons ago.. not worth it lol..&lt;br /&gt; me being bitter ? u dunnoe me thats y.. im not tryin to be bitter but i just refused to be nice.. im like tt.. but even so..its none of ur business aniwei..  lol..  and if u dun like it.. go whine with ur new flings in school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my frens.. got a hinch of wats happenin ? if not.. here it is.. my love life's gone berserk all thanks to me... im the one to blame.. and im happy now.... happy being alone. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULL STOP .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with imran jax and fat.. shoppin again.. bored and left them at 7. they went to ikea.. hu cares.. im tired and needed to rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i cant wait for tuesday.. its so happenin.. i got so many things to look forward to.. im going to NIE band to play with them on tuesday.. haha.. and J1s coming in on wed.. gettin excited by the minute.. so much so that i din do my hw.. haha... i just hope that the j1s are stayin with the band even after 3months.. we need u guys ! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope the smart pple would get a life with their batch of their own calibre in another school.. PJ rocks.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110527721819120111?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110527721819120111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110527721819120111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-grief-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110511151774435303</id><published>2005-01-07T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T23:25:17.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first week of school. finally over ! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i only hav 2hours of official lesson every friday.. so shiok. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band prac today was great...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im expectin quite a number of J1s this yr.. cant wait.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110511151774435303?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110511151774435303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110511151774435303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-week-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110484824149844793</id><published>2005-01-04T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T22:17:21.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna quit school. work.. and get my own life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110484824149844793?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110484824149844793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110484824149844793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-wanna-quit-school.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110475748283250887</id><published>2005-01-03T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T21:04:42.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>welcome back to school ? oh well.. bad start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late.. and kind of took my own time.. was groggy and stuff.. but i still came to school.. but in a cab.. and the driver went the long way ! but i din really care...&lt;br /&gt;found out that we had a change of math and chem teacher.. chem for the better.. and math for the not as good teacher..  = i dunno to smile or sad.. cos.. the vector sum of both components kinda cancell off each other and there is destructive interference.. okay. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the start.. i half-slept thru physics and math lect.. but i did tried to stay awake.. and understood wat they taught us today..  havin new classmates for chem and GP lesson.. combined class in another word.. and realised i had MT tml.. i was like.. for wat ?! oh well.. im still decidin to go or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towards the end of the day.. i was elected the PE rep.. lol. how farnie can it get... and i din noe someone else got bronze for NAPFA last yr..  =/ i tot its only 3of us hu passed ? lol... no no.. im not showin off.. i got a bronze.. and martin got a gold.. tts wat im aimin for of cos.. wanted to ask weiheng bring his VB tml so we can play.. im kinda bored in school.. but all of us think its a bad idea.. considerin the J1s havin their orienterrin.. I THINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din really notice the fresh intake.. but i saw some familiar faces.. my juniors i mean..&lt;br /&gt;went home and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110475748283250887?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110475748283250887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110475748283250887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/01/welcome-back-to-school-oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110468140661609407</id><published>2005-01-02T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T23:56:46.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just reached home...went out with dada xiaohao and ben.. watched the phantom of the opera.. no comments=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is starting tml.. i feel excited.. to meet my frens once again probably.. alot to talk about the hols and stuff..  gonna have a bambam reunion on tuesday.. farewell dinner for dearest shawn before he go to tekong chalet.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it matter ? does it even matter if i talk to u or not ? does it matter even if we are peaceful frenz or enemies ?... it doesnt make a difference.. in fact.. it just make me flash through the bad past thinkin of u.. it hurts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it is true.. u shud hav listened to pple's wise words.. sorry to waste ur time and effort. sorry to make  u commit foolish acts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless.. life goes on.. happy 2005.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110468140661609407?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110468140661609407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110468140661609407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/01/just-reached-home.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110455160386949831</id><published>2005-01-01T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T11:53:23.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 1jan2005 =) happy new yr to all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year's eve? wat did i do on new yr's eve ?.. it wasnt that fun like how i wanted it to be.. oh well.. went out and met xiao hao at boonlay mrt.. and took bus to the place my frens playin badminton.. i just intended to go and see see.. cos im meetin me other frens later.. so was wearin jeans and stuff.. once we reached.. me and haohao went to eat.. it was the second time i ate the chicked foldover. so yummy =) and then. went back to the badminton court.. i couldnt resist.. so i did played and sweated all over.. lol.. and then went off to meet jax and fat at imm.. i was like half hour late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at imm... we ate some jap steamboat buffet.. $20bucks.. and its like some yong tau foo buffet.. lol.. but i enjoyed myself there... after that.. walked around imm.. and met ms chan =/ we dint noe wat to do then.. i wanted to ton the nite out.. but i cant seem to tag with anyone.. oh well... so me jax and fat.. went to watch movie at JP.. wanted to watch seed of chucky but i wasnt 18.. so we watched meet the fockers.. i wouldnt say its that nice.. but it did made me laugh. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went home.. and slept at 2am.. woke up this mornin and blogged. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna meet jax and mayb fat again later.. going shoppinn.. lalalala.. got lots of stuff to buy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110455160386949831?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110455160386949831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110455160386949831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-1jan2005-happy-new-yr-to-all-new.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110440991102514535</id><published>2004-12-30T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T20:32:25.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey.. boring sunday. i sat at the com frm 1pm to 5pm.. ate dunner.. maggie. and slack ard online.. doing my blog layout.. cool isnt it.. haha.. now im bloggin.. im alone at home since 6pm i tink.. kinda lost track of da time and i just realised its 8.32pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... not gonna say much.. collected my ipod mini last sunday with danyuan.. its pink.. but its nice. it looks more of maroon.. =)&lt;br /&gt;ipod is cool.. go get one. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/ipod.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110440991102514535?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110440991102514535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110440991102514535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/12/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110433139672774280</id><published>2004-12-29T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T12:34:40.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its Wed nite.. i got back frm PJband chalet this afternoon at bout 2 and lept till now? goodness.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday nite.. i was kinda worried of where and how to get to the chalet coz no one told me the details. oh well.. i tot no one was gonna meet me till jeff called me up, giff and clement smsed me.. askin how to get there.. thats when i planned the time and place to meet and go together the fact that we stayed near each other.. david told me and insisted we can only checked in at 5.30.. i was like -_- but tt was y i told the guys on sunday nite itself to meet at 3 at JE.. but next mornin clement told me that they coulds check in at 2.30.. and i was like -_- again.. so i sms the guys on monday mornin to meet at 1pm instead.. and i knew it was kind of a rush and i expcted pple to be late.. giff was on time.. me jeff and david came at 2.45 =/ im so sorry giff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached the chalet.. played pool.. lunch.. arcade and lots of hilarious chats and bitching =/ and swam at nite.. so fun!! of cos we din sleep and talked and played card games till god knows wat time and then i slept.. it was squeazy. imagine 24 pple in a room.. no kiddin.. sometime thru the nite.. we went out to buy instant noodles and ate outside the chalet room and we had rather big talk bout the band.. the resolutions al of us had for the band.. and yeah !! we're gonna work all the way for the concert and SYF. go pj go !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the second day.. the bbq day of cos.. we had even more FUN !! let me recall =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the mornin.. we compromised and cleared the bed for the trumpet section.. cos they were strollin like zombies thru the WHOLE nite.. cos theres no place to sleep in the room.. we went out for breakfast at Mc. went back and swam for like 2+ hours ? we did lots of stuff other than swimmin.. haha.. of cos we took lots of pics.. lots of pics which i will put in when i got it frm julaiihaa.. i din noe giff was so playfull... and damn hilarious too.. haha.. we were like the oldest teens there but acted like the youngest in the pool.. and theres an exclusive syncro swimmin that we recorded.. so cool.. i choreographed it.. haha. ask me for it if u wanna see it.. but i dun hav it too at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after swimmin we went back..more pple were present.... showered... lunch.. arcade.. wanted to cycle but rained.. =( and then slack around in the chalet room till bbq starts.. i was in the room dozin off.. but when i heard bbq.. i woke up instantly.. did my hair and went down.. allumni were already there and it was so fun.. like duh.. everything is fun.. haha.. just that my vocab is so thin.. pardon me for that.. i had to praise my girlfriend, umi for doing the cookin thruout the WHOLE BBQ !! oh my gawd.. she voluntered and said she's being doing that for all BBQ.. i was like wow.. my Gf is sure the best.. and yeah. we had lots of couples in the chalet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) me and umi&lt;br /&gt;2) jeff and julaiha&lt;br /&gt;3) giff and hui ee&lt;br /&gt;4) karin and david.. and henry.. yes its 3 pple =S&lt;br /&gt;4) thomas and adrina (for real)&lt;br /&gt;5) samantha and zek (for real)&lt;br /&gt;6) fauzy and khai.. (formed only during bbq)&lt;br /&gt;7) last but not least.. ethan and steph.. but steph wasnt there at the chalet.. how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had lots of fun.. u noe.. SARS was everywhere.. i noe some of u dun get it.. i feel so bad cos i started it.. we swam again after bbq.. we swam alot actually.. so fun lol... slept at bout 3am.. less pple on second nite.. and after check out the next mornin.. like this mornin i mean.. ate breakfast.. we were still so hyper.. but slept in the train and i went back and parted last with jeff cos he stays the nearest to me.. haha.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i love the band even more now.. there is really bonding going on and im expecting the band to work hard together.. and dun let Ms chan down =) all the way guys.. i love u guys. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/bajero/chalet011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my 'gf'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110433139672774280?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110433139672774280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110433139672774280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-wed-nite.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110399505922186530</id><published>2004-12-26T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T01:17:39.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayy.. its saturday nite now..  i will relate all the events that happened alrite.. slowly.. too many things. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had band prac on wed.. and on thu band was cancelled..  so i was at home the whole day but at nite weihao asked me to accompany him ton nite.. i was like  dots. cos he had church at 8am next day which is near my house.. and he doesnt want to wake up so early.. so i suggested he stay over at pido's place.. but he still wants me to come.. so i was like okay..  so met him at 11.40pm i think at JE and went to pido's house.. chatted and slept by 3am i think.. ZzzZz =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday mornin' ,&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like pigs and weihao pushed his church appointment at 6pm.. thats when the event will start and he wanted to go there early in the mornin to help out actually.. but he changed his mind; so its pushed to 6pm.. slept longer till like 2pm. im supposed to meet my frens at 7.30pm to go changi airport and ton that day so me and weihao planned out our shedule that went like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weihao and me went back to my place so i can bathe and change.. and then head to weihao's house so weihao can bathe and change.. and we are supposedly to reach town at 6pm and weihao will go to his church appointment and i can meet my frens.. BUT weihao was lazy and forgo the church.. bad bad.. so we met up with pido again at town at 10pm.. i told my frens i will meet them later at changi airport straight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked around, or rather try to walk around town.. it was heaving with pple !  and weihao forced me to go for movie with him and his frens.. and i had second thots in meetin my frens in changi airport.. and i turned them down eventually.. sigh. i feel bad. .they were mad at me.. im so sorry.. =( met the rest of my frens at cuppage and watched them play pool.. had fun then..  raine was so pretty.. haha.. walked around orchard and sprayed shits on pple.. and got sprayed as well... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at bout 1am, me and weihao left the group to meet weihao's frens.. got the tix.. and i tot the movie was at 3am.. but it was actually at 430am !!!  watched kungfu hustle.. great movie.. lol... took bus back to weihao's house.. bathe and slept till 5pm.. ate. slack around and went out in the same shirt i wore the day before.. i went home but weihao went to meet pido and gang.. to go clubbing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired.. but i sure had a great time spendin my christmast eve.. gonna go out with sis tml mornin to collect my ipod mini.. haha. nites and wish u all a merry christmas to all  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110399505922186530?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110399505922186530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110399505922186530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/12/okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110372971537528471</id><published>2004-12-22T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T23:35:15.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i came late for sectionals.. band at 1pm but i reached at 2.30pm.. oh well.. attendance was 12/40+.. that bad.. so its was very slack.. i set up my instrument, splattered a fe notes and put it aside.. i spent most of the time in theband room playin the new piano !!  haha... we need it for the song &lt;b&gt;ithaca&lt;/b&gt;. and then i joined the perc for their perc ensemble with the chime!! so exciting.. cos the chime player was conductin and no one was playin her part.. so i voluntereed.. weee.. it was fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after band..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and get changed.. supposed to meet sb, aka jax at JE platform at 5.30 to go bugis.. clement wanted to tagged in so there were three of us.. but me and clement dint had enuff time so it had to be pushed to 5.45.. oh well.. clement reached on time but i reached at 6.05.. im so late today for like everythin ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ipod stock still haven arrive at the shop outlet.. that was the second time im there.. and the same thing happened.. the first time was my fault cos i did not read the instruction on the voucher which says, "collectoin only after dec18" . but now its dec22. so i was furious.. urgh.. they said they would call me when it comes.. so they took down my contacts.. but thats not all.. the uncle managing the shop was so rude. he talked to me in mandarin.. thats alrite but he did not even look at me.. and he expect me to noe he's talkin to me.. -.- and he did the same thing when i was there the first time... and he resembles a pig so well that i just felt like bashin him up.. im gonna complain !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to roam ard town with them and headed home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110372971537528471?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110372971537528471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110372971537528471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-came-late-for-sectionals.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110368691636828242</id><published>2004-12-22T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T11:41:56.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gonna shower in a while and go for band prac.. its sectionals for 3hours! but i havent been going for 3 sectionals already.. so i have to go.. but one thin for sure im gonna be laughed at.. my face is shedding !! i forgot to blog that i had severe 7th deegree sun burn at the chalet. hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hideous bajiee =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110368691636828242?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110368691636828242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110368691636828242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/12/gonna-shower-in-while-and-go-for-band.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110361653718830760</id><published>2004-12-21T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T16:08:57.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weee.. im back from chalet.. or not really so. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was there on sat, i thought the people there were really hostile.. i mean. .really really hostile so much so that i felt so out of place.. but oh well.. i made some frenz of course.. and they are actually nice people.. i mean.. really really nice people.. lol =D i din regret at all..&lt;br /&gt;bbq was on sat night itself and there was an interesting show that night.. it was totally cool.. haha.. food was great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday.. swam at the pool.. or rather we spent time chit chattin in the pool.. then washed up and weihao asked me to swim -.-.. he actually went home to take his swim stuff when we were swimmin.. but of course i din swim again.. but asked if he wants to cycle.. and we did... the three of us.. with edric... hah&lt;br /&gt;cycled for 2 hours.. then played at the playground with kids.. and some of them with their parents.. haha. was damn fun... then got back to chalet for dinner.. BUT. weihao insisted he wants to swim.. so i swam again.. lol but no regrets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be back home that nite but pido forced me to stay till monday.. ahaha.. so i did.. i was too tired to go home aniwei.. lol... and on monday morning, we checked out and headed home.. but i din felt like going home. so i went to pido's house with hirrro =D hiro's a nice guy.. really..  slept at his place and then woke up for dinner..  then.. too tired to go home.. so i spent the nite there till today.. when i just reached home to find my room in a mess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata =D&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;your heart is not open,&lt;br /&gt;so i must go.&lt;br /&gt;the spell has been broken,&lt;br /&gt;u loved me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freedom comes when i learn to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were my lesson,&lt;br /&gt;i had to learn.&lt;br /&gt;i was ur fortress,&lt;br /&gt;u had to burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain is a warning that something's wrong,&lt;br /&gt;i pray to god that it won't be long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing left to try.&lt;br /&gt;there's no place to hide.&lt;br /&gt;there's no greater power,&lt;br /&gt;than the power of goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110361653718830760?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110361653718830760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110361653718830760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/12/weee.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-110329057259061234</id><published>2004-12-17T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T21:36:12.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh god help me.&lt;br /&gt;punish me now, the red sins.&lt;br /&gt;give me faith, give me strength,&lt;br /&gt;to walk thru the dull road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;forgive me, i shall learn.&lt;br /&gt;fated as it is, sorrow shall i live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-110329057259061234?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110329057259061234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/110329057259061234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/12/oh-god-help-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-109478835371218416</id><published>2004-09-10T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T11:52:33.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love baby =D sept hols has been fun..  hugs =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-109478835371218416?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/109478835371218416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/109478835371218416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-love-baby-d-sept-hols-has-been-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-108841673716337723</id><published>2004-06-28T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T17:58:57.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee. just got home.. MT paper was alright.. Econs was easier than expected.. but still.. i din study.. so i know nuts bout it la. oh well. me and weiheng gonna drop.. and both of us din give any attention to econs.. lol.. but i hav a feelin tt he will do better than me.. even if we failed it.. cos his econs is so much better !! he toped the class for mcq test wit 19/20 !! and i got like 12/30   =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to eat at mac durin the 2hr lunch break.. then went to JP to eat again.. jootat so desperate.. he was fantasizin some gerr in the bus.. and then at JP he and eechong lookin at gerls =x  so shameless.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home.. met dean and skyy and his frens.. i was tempted to join them though.. but i gotta go home.. rest and study for tml's math test.. wee so many formulas to learn..  =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-108841673716337723?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108841673716337723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108841673716337723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/06/wee.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-108837477084553524</id><published>2004-06-28T06:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T06:19:30.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawns.. today marks the first day of my exams.. im having MT paper which lasts for 3hours !! i wonder wat its like.. lol.. and then econs paper 2 in the afternoon.. and i havent study at all !!!!!!!  oh dear. lol. but im thinkin of dropping econs after mid yrs.. oh well.. tts y im not givin much attention to it.. or rather not at all.. going to school now.. MT paper at 8.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna sms brop now... he shud be awake already.. and he hasnt done much of his work.. bad bad brop.. was it me hu influenced him ?? i hope not. =S &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-108837477084553524?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108837477084553524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108837477084553524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/06/yawns.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-108827127424694688</id><published>2004-06-26T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T23:18:12.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sittin right here.. grinnin to myself all day.. heh. but its not that i had a great day throughout.. i din go for sectionals and rehearsals on thursday when i promised to.. but i did say i had lesson in school and that my exams are coming so i have to work more on my studies.. and yea.. it was a lie.. and today.. i had to go to make up for last thursday.. and my principal player wasnt too happy when he saw me. oh well. im sorry. but before going for syo.. i went to school to collect my test papers and take my econs book frm the locker.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a last minute thing to meet up brop since im going for rehearsals today.. met U at 6.. and i got so happy.. seriously to see U once again.. we had dinner.. at the same food court the last time we ate. .and i ate the same chicken cutlet.. everythin was so finee.. so great.. remember u told me u were shy and quiet? i dun think so =D  things just get better with time.. wat can i say ? i love u  xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked with brop to cck stadium before the tennis lesson starts to buy time.. and at 8.. we parted and took the bus home.. i was still happy at that time in the bus.. so happy that i din noe xiaogou and his fren was in the bus. hah.  only saw them when im alightin.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 172 home and it started drizzlin.. and tts y brop had a short tennis lesson today.. wee.. good for him.. am i right ? i dunt think so.. brop loves tennis. and he played tennis for 4 hours yesterday.. or is it the day before ? i cant remember.. poor short term memory.. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-108827127424694688?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108827127424694688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108827127424694688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/06/im-sittin-right-here.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-108770779347533402</id><published>2004-06-20T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T12:36:58.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weee.. my net is down.. so i can't online so much till everythin is fixed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. heres my next entry for this boring blog.. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams right on the first week of school.. till then  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss alot of pple.. all my sec sch frens.. see u guys at the bbq at saylin's place okay.. haha.. and nasha.. u gotta remind me bout ur t shirt.. remind on the last minute.. so sorrie =S &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-108770779347533402?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108770779347533402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108770779347533402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/06/weee.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-108653456814970325</id><published>2004-06-06T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T23:09:28.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hohoho.. i shall summarise.. tts wat i always do rite? haha... first week of hols were great. the monday after my math test.. i had ECONOMICS essay test.. blah.. this one is horrible. i got like tests everywhere.. so im prepared for not receiving any marks for it.. tt bad.. im droppin econs aniwei. oh well. had econs lesson after the test.. and our teacher announced shes gonna leave after june =/ hu cares?  and i forgot wat i did after that.. if im not wrong i had lunch with wendy jess and ee chong.. and skipped double bass lesson. for the 3rd time this month.. i think my tutor is pissed =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall skip tuesday and wed.. cos i cant remember anythin... but i watched shrek2 on thursday nite.. after band prac and lessons in te afternoon.. with a fren. haha. and din go home at all on that day.. slept at esplanade.. and it RAINED ! rushed to the shelter.. and continue sleepin with the mosquitoes.. well. made frens with some of them.. they're a bunch of nice chaps but they decieived me after i found out they feasted on my blood !! so i killed my frens.. imean the mosquitoes. hahas. how lame can i get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 7am.. and slept till 1pm.. and get ready for band prac.. till 7pm. =/ and ate dinner at IMM.. tts all.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed at home on sat and sun.. and now.. im about to start doing my physics stuff.. revise a lil. havin physics lesson tml. my class wants to play bowling.. but i dun think i wan to.. going home str8.. and im going for double bass lesson.. cant skip anymore =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im going out with baby on tuesday for harry potter. cant wait ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs &amp; kisses*   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-108653456814970325?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108653456814970325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108653456814970325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/06/hohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-108584034609927015</id><published>2004-05-29T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T22:19:06.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wee.. today was an equaly busy day for me just like the weekdays in school. I woke up in the mornin at the usual time to go to school for math test. i was like,'oh shit..  dint study at all!!' i reached home at 12midnight the night b4 cos of the VJ concert thingy.. so i felt tired and went off to sleep.. tried to study in the bus but my friend boarded at one stop and we started chattin.. haha. but test was considerably okay..  i think i can pass this time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to eat breakfast.. but changed my mind and went home and prepare to go for syo.. couldnt even hav a decent rest and i hav to rush off again.. oh well.. in syo.. had fun.. but i played worse than b4 and i duno y.. got my NDP songs today.. one of the songs is entitled, 'song for the firework display NDP04' lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then... went off to cck to meet fat. i told him 40mins in advance that im on my way.. and when im alightin the next stop.. he smsed me.. "oh im gonna bathe now.. will be down in 10mins"  and im supposed to believe that? haha.. so i slept at his void deck waitin... for bout 15mins more b4 he came down.. went to JP and met pig for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to watch a movieee.. but too packed and cant get good seats.. kid was supposed to meet us too.. but his school bus broke down in the middle of the expressway.. haha.. so many things happened today.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a proper shaver for my beard.. hehe.. at last i dun hav to share with my bro-in-law's.. lol den went home.. shagged and all.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muack =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-108584034609927015?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108584034609927015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108584034609927015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/05/wee.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-108567201895040739</id><published>2004-05-27T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T23:33:38.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>survived another of my longest day of the week.. lol.. alrite i shant rant on it.. since ive talked about this so many times.. and im fine and used to this already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tangquartet.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;T'ang quartet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was great ! they came and i rushed to LT4 for assembly just to get good seats.. and when they started.. i enjoyed and felt every note of the music.. somehow.. it made my day.. and that adds on to my happy mood.. haha. i love T'ang quartet ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basicly.. theres nuttin else thats interstin.. paseed my GP essayy.. when lots of pple failed it.. lol.. i was like.. " huh !! i tot im the one hus supposed to fail it.. " and i was serious... cos im bad at language and anythin like tt. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP paper 28may  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta study. till here. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-108567201895040739?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108567201895040739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108567201895040739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/05/survived-another-of-my-longest-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-108547588559791860</id><published>2004-05-25T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T22:33:32.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyss.. its me again.. a different me this time.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life hav been just fine.. though worse than the secondary school days.. i think its preety normal to be like this in jc.. and for past weeks.. ive been through the same hectic cyclic lifestyle. week after week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i finally decided to revive my blog cuz i think i feel much better now than the start of my school life jc.. but i shall just summarize everythin in this entry .. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR Chia chasin after my math file.. somethin new to me? dunt think so.. math teachers are always after my math file. the problem is.. i hav the file.. but nuttin to file in. lols. so i managed to get it done just today.. at 7.45pm qhen i submitted it to him.. after 2 weeks of him chasin after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napfa test was horrible too.. but of 14guys.. only 3 passed. and im one of them :P ahem.. pull ups just kills them.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gettin lazy to type now.. gotta sms my lil baby now.. so maybe i will continue tml okayys.. haha. yea i hav a baby.. and my baby's cute :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPpaper 28may =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-108547588559791860?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108547588559791860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108547588559791860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/05/heyss.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-108264120497977548</id><published>2004-04-22T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T21:44:12.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>abandoned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-108264120497977548?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108264120497977548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108264120497977548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/04/abandoned.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-108160409239686531</id><published>2004-04-10T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T21:38:43.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been busy.. like duh.. since when am i so free ?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is like runnin so fast and even weekends i had to burn time doing sch stuff..  theres this project work thingy.. tt is in the syllabus.. part of A level.. and i think its a waste of time.. if only i hav the guts i could hav burn down moe..  -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. im tryin my best to catch up with the 3mths tt i hav missed.. and now.. there are still doubts tt i have not cleared.. physics is tuft man.. chem too.. never learnt such a chim chemistry working.. its jut like math.. haha.. but fun..  and econs.. theres alot of concepts tt i hav to get right.. and the other time.. durin econs tutorial.. she was makin us do mcqs.. i got so many wrong !   wtf..  im dead man.. econs test coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now syo.. we're invited to play for ndp04.. kinda cool rite? aha.. but then.. how am i supposed to find time to study.. ive taken part in 2 ndps.. and their rehearsals are so many !.. but still.. i noe i can do it.. thnx to my frens hu boost my morale.. lol. everyone is going thru the same thing... oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and latest.. something real terrible might happen.. tt will affect my life. family.. everythin.. and its not confirm yet... and if it doesnt happen.. i thank god.. and i will never do it again.. oh god.. pls help me. dun let it happen..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-108160409239686531?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108160409239686531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108160409239686531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-been-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-108117840434078976</id><published>2004-04-05T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T23:23:48.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now im thinkin twice..  i din noe its gonna be this tiring.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had mass PE. it was in the hall cos it was rainin.. made us do 350jumping jacks.. squat and stand 150 times.. and run here and there.. and do stupid excercises tt make my leg so stiff.. tts worse than hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. thats not the point.. the point is... i had to rush off for my Dbass lesson at raffles place by 6.30.. ad mass PE ends at 5..  at 5, my body is sweaty all over.. smelly and stuff.. i had to drag myself with my weak legs.. to the toilet.. changed to my uniform.. i got no time to shower.. i just had to leav sch by 5.30.&lt;br /&gt;so i rushed off to raffles place.. with my big bulky bag full of TYS . -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is only the second week.. i really hope i can get used to it.. though im unsure if i can. even my GP teacher told us our time table is scary.. we end sch at 5 on monday.. 5.30 on tue and thu.. and wed is cca day till 7.30  -.-  monday and thursday is SYO day -.-  and i hav no free periods at ALL .. when i look at my friend's time table.. i see empty slots here and there.. and some even hav an hour of recess.. and for my class.. its only half an hour of recess and lunch time ! how fair can this be ?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe its my fault.. im takin 4 A subj.. but sigh.. god pls help me..  im shuttin off all other probs so i can tune myself into this robot world of madness where i go to school band syo sleep study homework.......go to school band syo sleep study homework.. ..........go to school band syo sleep study homework.. .........go to school band syo sleep study homework.. ..........go to school band syo sleep study homework.. ..............go to school band syo sleep study homework..   tts about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to study and catch up on my physics and math now.. but i just cant.. my body feels so weak.. and my mind is in a mess.. god bless me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-108117840434078976?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108117840434078976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108117840434078976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/04/now-im-thinkin-twice.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-108074891515960031</id><published>2004-03-31T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T00:05:32.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urhh.. PE was hell.. my legs are swollen now.. but i think it should be okay by tml... i din go school today.. oh well.. i dint want to cos they are having 3 hrs of project work briefin.. which my fren said is so boring.. lol.. thank god i din come.. but i hav no MC !!! wat if my teacher is not happy. haha. hu cares.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwei.. im having mixed feelings now. i suddenly feel regrett that i din appeal for SAjc. argh.. y am i so stupid.. i was very fine and happy with PJ till i i found out tt somebody actually successfully appealed to SA. den i felt so jealous.. and stuff like tt... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple ask me y i want to SA so much.. oh well. its all cos i thought tt its such a shame to be in pj.. its like.. i feel looked down at.. u noe ? ah nemind... and i want to be in SA cos of pride in me ? i dunno.. y am i such a fuss..  now im stucked in PJ.. can someone like make me feel better.. i really need someone now.. i feel so stressed out.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought my locker.. and they gave me the one frm the bottom row.. partly my fault.. cos i delayed the thing.. so i hav to kneel down for my locker for a whole yr. maybe 2 yrs..  and got my time table for the rest of the yr.. its like.   my sch ends at 5 and 5.30 on most days.. and wednesday is CCA day.. and on fri.. it ends at 4..  oh fk.  and the best thing is tt. theres no free periods at all. like most classes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear.. is life supposed to be like tt ? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-108074891515960031?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108074891515960031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108074891515960031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/03/urhh.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5844900.post-108044462440022734</id><published>2004-03-28T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T11:33:56.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a week of school had passed.. many things happened.. things tt i like.. and things tt suck.. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first week in school was generally okayy.. my orientation group (OG) was so dead ! me and some pple wanted to bring the spirit up.. like how we used to do it back then in BP but failed.. wat a failure.. so. with the un enthu pple in my Og..  me too dun feel like playin all the games.. tts y we din came out champion..  haha.. so jealous of them.. i mean the champion clans.. they were like.. going around everywhere cheerin cheerin..  and their OGs remain at the count of 27 !!  my og.. went down frm 25 to 13 ! argh.. now u see y ? i wanted to run away too.. but felt so bad..  so nemind.. orientation is now over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made lots of frens.... met lots of my primary school frens too.. and so on...  remember i told u my OG were dead pple ?  after the orientation.. we actually got closer.. go out together.. and stuff like tt.. miracle rite.. if only we were tt close durin orientation.. blahhh...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next.. is my new class.. ive seen my new classmates... and.. its just OKAY..  i think they all dead pple too.. lol... but i hav 5 classmates in sec4  hu are in the same class as me.. so we will bring the class spirit up.. the BP way ~~~ haha.. i miss those BP timess.. miss my juniorss.. though i used to hate BP alot back then..  for those hu dunno.. BP is bukit panjang.. my sch in sec sch.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch willl start tml.. and i hav PE.. heard tt its hell during PE lesson..   god bless me  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-peace-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5844900-108044462440022734?l=leaxe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108044462440022734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5844900/posts/default/108044462440022734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leaxe.blogspot.com/2004/03/week-of-school-had-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>lovin' it</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
