<?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-30778549</id><updated>2011-07-31T13:56:43.443+08:00</updated><category term='funnnnnnnnny'/><category term='Changi terminal 3 2 1 (:'/><category term='looking back :]'/><category term='HERMAN (:'/><category term='TWO ONE IS LOVE'/><category term='cheena [:'/><category term='happy birthday'/><category term='FUN AND LAUGHTER [:'/><category term='RANDOM x]'/><category term='meaningful post :]'/><category term='sports day (:'/><category term='huayang (:'/><category term='we love YIOCHUKANG and 6105'/><category term='moodswings'/><title type='text'>you're now cursing meina's blog. (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>255</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4208655763004965356</id><published>2010-06-21T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:41:58.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYEOWOOK! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4208655763004965356?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4208655763004965356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4208655763004965356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4208655763004965356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4208655763004965356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-kim-ryeo-wook-d-d-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-6400092016723195027</id><published>2010-06-15T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T00:59:52.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oops, my blog has been dead. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So is my life. D:&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Enroute is supposed to mean on the way, so my url actually means I'm on the way. One minute ago I suddenly got a brainwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way to what? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei Na's current status: Lack of goal, lack of motivation, loss of direction and big appetite. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-6400092016723195027?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/6400092016723195027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=6400092016723195027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6400092016723195027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6400092016723195027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2010/06/oops-my-blog-has-been-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-660164031217662850</id><published>2010-05-23T18:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:21:24.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I : I have CCA tomorrow till 8! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ting Hui: Take care of your mouth!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-660164031217662850?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/660164031217662850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=660164031217662850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/660164031217662850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/660164031217662850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-i-have-cca-tomorrow-till-8-d-ting-hui.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4482706402813693461</id><published>2010-05-22T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:49:22.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUNE HOLS</title><content type='html'>I SHALL SLEEP ENOUGH THIS HOL, WATCH FAMILY OUTING REGULARLY, DO SOMETHING ABOUT MY BLOG AND TUMBLR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yay I am a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; girl. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;COS I'LL SEE YOU ALL SOON. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4482706402813693461?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4482706402813693461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4482706402813693461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4482706402813693461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4482706402813693461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2010/05/june-hols.html' title='JUNE HOLS'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-6297265282806304810</id><published>2010-05-22T22:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:46:33.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EH I'M GUILTY OF MURDERING MY BLOG AGAIN. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC TOTALLY KILLED MY LIFE. I want my anderson life back. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I totally pissed my classmates off, when i kept saying i want to go VJ) :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from Nicole's tumblr:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Being sad with the right people is better than being happy with the wrong ones.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer from me: Bonamana. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI. I think anyone who reads this prolly has no idea what it means (except Q if you watched the end subbed), so if you really really want to know, you can watch the below. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you cannot stand bollywood music, i suggest you watch straight from 1:53 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you should watch. It definitely doesn't sound nice the first time but it slowly gets to you (if you allow it to) (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZCFGso6yEA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZCFGso6yEA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(high 5 Q! :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unbelievable but i listened to this song for 40 minutes on the bus today. Cos my phone freaking spoiled and was sent for &lt;s&gt;reservice&lt;/s&gt;, reformatting and i'm left with no songs except this one which was bluetoothed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY MY BLOG IS NOT DEAD. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-6297265282806304810?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/6297265282806304810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=6297265282806304810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6297265282806304810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6297265282806304810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2010/05/eh-im-guilty-of-murdering-my-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-3930597498456542119</id><published>2010-05-03T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T14:26:12.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A lag post, again. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last last friday there was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;APOLLO STEREOTYPE PARTY&lt;/span&gt;, had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tons&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; jumping on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;bouncy castle&lt;/span&gt; thing (admit it, you are jealous). :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i tucked in my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HEART&lt;/span&gt; NERDS&lt;/span&gt; shirt all the way, &lt;u&gt;like all the way&lt;/u&gt;. Yes, insane. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN LAST LAST SATURDAY WAS AWESOME. (:&lt;br /&gt;I went to school with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tan Yu Jia&lt;/span&gt;, (the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nice one from anderson&lt;/span&gt;, not the other one) :D&lt;br /&gt;It's cool she had to go NJ for harmoc, I had to go HC for harmoc at around the same time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Can people please please please go to HC harmoc concert? ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to shop by myself at hougang mall &amp;amp; I saw &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ching Yee&lt;/span&gt; at Popular. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, THERE WAS LAST SATURDAY. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;I traveled to bukit panjang by myself, no big feat but steeel. Haha, I call it &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;journey to the west, by an East girl&lt;/span&gt;. :D  It was fun making the Econs ILP video because we were being stupid and lame. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HIGHLIGHT&lt;/span&gt; was eating dinner with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TingYunJin&lt;/span&gt; [Q and T couldn't make it ):] and being &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;retarded when camwhoring&lt;/span&gt; since we were wearing school-based shirt &lt;u&gt;w/o the school name&lt;/u&gt;! :D It was a nice feeling, eating and talking and mcflurry-ing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm looking forward to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seeing Y and Q this friday&lt;/span&gt;, NJ harmoc. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Because of you, I now have the faith. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-3930597498456542119?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/3930597498456542119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=3930597498456542119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3930597498456542119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3930597498456542119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2010/05/lag-post-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-5240215015896020730</id><published>2010-05-03T14:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T14:13:41.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Randomness is amazing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment I suddenly (and finally) have the urge to start editing my PI and just when i was doing my PI, i found myself reading blogs and now i find myself wanting a TUMBLR. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole Seah Yi Ting has been pestering me to get one. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least she shares the good things. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, Andersonians IMYA. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-5240215015896020730?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/5240215015896020730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=5240215015896020730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5240215015896020730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5240215015896020730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2010/05/randomness-is-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-7288491815000751317</id><published>2010-04-20T00:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T00:38:46.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lag, but steel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEECH DAY IS AWESOME TTM! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing can pump one's happiness level to positive infinity from negative infinity like seeing your family at a place you used to call school but realised that it's home. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I ♥ ANDERSON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I ♥  ANDERSONIANS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm not scared of the pain I might just tattoo it on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhoring has never been more meaningful and crashing photographs were :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ♥ JAIHO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a lovely time with the zihighing &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anderson Class of 2009&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;And having goosebumps when singing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The March of Andersonians &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loudly and proudly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with all the others. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and smiles. Screams of joy. Cheers and applauses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Fiercely loyal,&lt;br /&gt;Extremely OAS,&lt;br /&gt;We are Andersonians,&lt;br /&gt;We'll be loyal and true.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day i must go back again to take photo outside the school :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-7288491815000751317?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/7288491815000751317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=7288491815000751317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7288491815000751317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7288491815000751317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2010/04/lag-but-steel.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-1441367646248970203</id><published>2010-04-17T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:20:38.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your favourite procrastinator is back in action, hopefully she decides to commit to blogging. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm kidding, how can i be your favourite procrastinator, hahah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be in bed now so i'll just type a few words to address the re-opening of my decomposed blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM BLOGGING BECAUSE OF YOU AND YOU AND YOU! I THINK THIS IS THE BEST WAY TO STAY CONNECTED TO ANDERSONIANS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, i shall try to configure twitter.&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah I know i'm lagging like z years behind)&lt;br /&gt;(But i wanna try cos twitter seems fun to spam stuff :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'll post on speech day soon. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-1441367646248970203?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/1441367646248970203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=1441367646248970203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1441367646248970203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1441367646248970203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2010/04/your-favourite-procrastinator-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4754040057687013666</id><published>2009-12-10T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:19:44.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm, if i feel like it i will start a wordpress blog which might motivate me to blog more often. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when i feel like it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, all i feel like doing now, and for the rest of the days is just &lt;u&gt;YOUTUBE :D&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4754040057687013666?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4754040057687013666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4754040057687013666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4754040057687013666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4754040057687013666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/12/hmm-if-i-feel-like-it-i-will-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4582578664303096484</id><published>2009-11-25T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T13:25:51.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's time to create more waste to decompose. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really have much time to spare now so I'll just say some random things that happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A China middle-aged lady working for those beauty salons called me 'aunty' when trying to give me some flyer. I forgot whether I glared at her. My parents said I could have replied her 'lao tai tai, no thanks'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I saw David Gan at the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at this video, don't you think this guy is really pretty? :D&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's guy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/svckd8b2gqQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/svckd8b2gqQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4582578664303096484?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4582578664303096484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4582578664303096484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4582578664303096484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4582578664303096484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-time-to-create-more-waste-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-7729550405648865429</id><published>2009-09-11T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:14:57.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay i'm happy that people actually visit this decaying waste of space! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But stop the rejoice, for my blog will be put to sleep again. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of things to do (just like everyone else) but the difference is that given free time, i would rather waste my time watching tv than wasting time on a waste of space. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think i cannot afford to waste anytime because i still cannot get full marks for chem mcq = dead meat. ): and i need to be mentally prepared for a scolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, buhbye. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(please do visit this waste of space after 13/11, i'll try to entertain you :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-7729550405648865429?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/7729550405648865429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=7729550405648865429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7729550405648865429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7729550405648865429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/09/yay-im-happy-that-people-actually-visit.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-3606352131995759237</id><published>2009-09-07T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T17:05:43.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh sorry people if you told me that your blog is not locked/is back in action again &amp; i haven't link them yet. Would you mind putting the link in the tagbox and i try my best to link soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(that is if anyone comes to visit this decaying waste of space soon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-3606352131995759237?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/3606352131995759237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=3606352131995759237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3606352131995759237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3606352131995759237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-sorry-people-if-you-told-me-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-1667340722037352311</id><published>2009-09-07T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T17:03:11.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wee, blogger looks weird (and ugly).&lt;br /&gt;Wordpress seems nicer, maybe i shall change to wordpress someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meina's someday = n years later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, there's nothing much to blog about with my current life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i think it'll be kinda sad to read all your archives after Os to see yourself ranting about studies all the time though that'll be some sort of &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; memory or something. I rather live in self-denial and think that i had spent my life happily throughout the whole of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-denial is cool, though i learnt it from Nicole. :D&lt;br /&gt;(She lives in self-denial, thinking she's not slow) :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-1667340722037352311?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/1667340722037352311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=1667340722037352311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1667340722037352311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1667340722037352311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/09/wee-blogger-looks-weird-and-ugly.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-6847511489982026853</id><published>2009-07-26T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:00:08.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aww this is sad, i wanted to post a photo for bumblebee for dear Nicole, but it's either my internet/firefox or i haven't been using blogger for damn long (i know) that i can't find the toolbar anywhere (and can't copy paste the photo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Nicole: You two ain't fated. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-6847511489982026853?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/6847511489982026853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=6847511489982026853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6847511489982026853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6847511489982026853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/07/aww-this-is-sad-i-wanted-to-post-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-5771558111786869568</id><published>2009-06-26T13:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:14:18.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SkRYNJq0yrI/AAAAAAAAA84/jhoC6nPIzI0/s1600-h/optimusprime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351499240180075186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SkRYNJq0yrI/AAAAAAAAA84/jhoC6nPIzI0/s400/optimusprime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Transformers are cool, i tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(no, i haven't watch the movie yet) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-5771558111786869568?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/5771558111786869568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=5771558111786869568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5771558111786869568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5771558111786869568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformers-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SkRYNJq0yrI/AAAAAAAAA84/jhoC6nPIzI0/s72-c/optimusprime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-453363898239588689</id><published>2009-06-24T10:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:46:23.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm keeping this blog alive just in case I get really high on some days or I really need to vent someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(So you don't really have a need to come here unless you want to see me go high or you want to read about horrible things. :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-453363898239588689?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/453363898239588689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=453363898239588689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/453363898239588689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/453363898239588689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-keeping-this-blog-alive-just-in-case.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-2879338428292834498</id><published>2009-06-06T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T17:19:19.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Hyun Joong. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(this feels funny.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-2879338428292834498?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-6735959710256173344</id><published>2009-05-30T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:50:41.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid funny shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday someone with an email that goes melvinmelvin(some number behind)@hotmail.com added me on msn and i thought it was the Melvin that I know then I just accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tonight the "melvin" came online and he talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND HIS DP WAS SHOWING SOME WEIRD GUY (it looked like self-shot kind) I HAVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE WHO IS PROBABLY NOT IN SINGAPORE SO HE'S NOT THE MELVIN WHO WON THE TRACK EVENT TODAY AT YCK STADIUM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melvin says:&lt;br /&gt;*hoi&lt;br /&gt;*wie ben jij?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei Na says:&lt;br /&gt;*hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melvin says:&lt;br /&gt;*hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I see his dp and goes. /:&lt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei Na says:&lt;br /&gt;*where you from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;melvin says:&lt;br /&gt;*are you an man or an female?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mei Na says:&lt;br /&gt;*man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melvin says:&lt;br /&gt;*ups sorry&lt;br /&gt;*the wrong one&lt;br /&gt;*i added the wrong one&lt;br /&gt;*in my msn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei Na says:&lt;br /&gt;*okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, a man called Mei Na. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-6735959710256173344?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-1208947128336889317</id><published>2009-05-23T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T12:49:05.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh i realised they are under maintenance. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-1208947128336889317?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/1208947128336889317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=1208947128336889317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1208947128336889317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1208947128336889317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-i-realised-they-are-under.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-3520544116353736336</id><published>2009-05-23T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T12:39:28.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This sounds ironic, but I think Youtube is pissed with me because I kept visiting it for the past week. It refuses to show me the video now. Gah. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-3520544116353736336?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/3520544116353736336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=3520544116353736336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3520544116353736336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3520544116353736336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-sounds-ironic-but-i-think-youtube.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-2599428215751010059</id><published>2009-05-16T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:22:09.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I may need Soyjoy.</title><content type='html'>Because I can't feel much &lt;strong&gt;joy &lt;/strong&gt;after SA1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's &lt;strong&gt;not yet&lt;/strong&gt; over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is sad when you think in this manner when you're not even 16 years old. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the following from YunJin's blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;17 June 1993&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your date of conception was on or about &lt;u&gt;24 September 1992&lt;/u&gt; which was a Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were born on a Thursday under the astrological sign Gemini.&lt;br /&gt;Your Life path number is 9.&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune cookie reads: Avert misunderstanding by calm, poise and balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Path Compatibility:&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 3, 6 &amp;amp; 9.&lt;br /&gt;You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 1 &amp;amp; 5. (&lt;em&gt;YJ's life path is 5 :D)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may or may not get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 7 &amp;amp; 11.&lt;br /&gt;You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 4, 8 &amp;amp; 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2449155.5.&lt;br /&gt;The golden number for 1993 is 18.&lt;br /&gt;The epact number for 1993 is 6.&lt;br /&gt;The year 1993 was not a leap year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of 5/16/2009 2:28:58 AM EDT&lt;br /&gt;You are 15 years old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 191 months old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 830 weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 5,812 days old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 139,490 hours old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 8,369,428 minutes old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 502,165,738 seconds old. (&lt;em&gt;I wasted so many precious seconds D:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky day is Wednesday. &lt;em&gt;(The day I can wake up slightly later :D)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky number is 5.&lt;br /&gt;Your ruling planet(s) is Mercury.&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky dates are 5th, 14th, 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;Your opposition sign is Sagittarious. (&lt;em&gt;I don't oppose alot with Ting Hui what.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your opposition number(s) is 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of your lucky days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 32 days till your next birthday on which your cake will have 16 candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth flower is ROSE (&lt;em&gt;haha, so not-me :D)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthstone is Alexandrite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Mystical properties of Alexandrite&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexandrite can assist one in centering the self, reinforcing self-esteem, and augmenting ones ability to experience joy. (&lt;em&gt;i do need the assistance in joy. now. :D)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone:&lt;br /&gt;Pearl, Moonstone, Opal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth tree is &lt;u&gt;Fig Tree, the Sensibility&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very strong&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; a bit self-willed, independent &lt;em&gt;(totally opposite),&lt;/em&gt; does not allow contradiction or arguments, loves life, its family, children and animals, a bit of a butterfly, good sense of humour, likes idleness and laziness &lt;em&gt;(laziness! :D)&lt;/em&gt;, of practical talent (&lt;em&gt;like what?) &lt;/em&gt;and intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon's phase on the day you were born was waning crescent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:  &lt;a href="http://www.paulsadowski.com/BirthData.asp"&gt;http://www.paulsadowski.com/BirthData.asp&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What does your name means&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 9 letters in your name.&lt;br /&gt;Those 9 letters total to 44.&lt;br /&gt;There are 4 vowels and 5 consonants in your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your number is: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characteristics of #8 are: Practical endeavors, status oriented, power-seeking, high-material goals. &lt;em&gt;(i think the last one is true, sadly)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expression or destiny for #8:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 8 Expression is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;well-equipped in a managerial sense&lt;/span&gt;. You have outstanding organizational and administrative capabilities. You have the potential for considerable achievement in business or other powerful positions. You can expect to receive the financial and material rewards. You have the skill and abilities to establish or operate a business with great efficiency. You have good judgment when it comes to money and commercial matters, and you understand how to build and accumulate material wealth. Much of your success (or lack of it) may come due to your ability (or inability) to judge character. With the number 8 Expression, you exercise sound judgment in most of your affairs; you are realistic and practical in your approach to business matters. (&lt;em&gt;I think I'm not the business type of people. D:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The positive 8 Expression produces individuals that are very ambitious and goal-oriented. If the 8 energy is &lt;strong&gt;not in excess in your makeup &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(LOL, this is so bio.)&lt;/em&gt;, you will &lt;strong&gt;no doubt express these traits to some extent&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;No one has any more energy that a person with the 8 Expression who has a plan laid and is starting to work. No one has any more self-confidence, either.&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;cool.) &lt;/em&gt;If you are expressing the positive qualities of 8, you are an &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;outstanding manager&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(but I don't want to be a manager.) &lt;/em&gt;because you can plan, initiate, and complete projects; you are very dependable and determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it always happens, there can be too much of a good thing. If you have too much of the 8 energy in your makeup, you may express some of the negative attitudes. A negative 8 can be very rigid and stubborn. Ambition sometimes has a way of becoming over-ambition, and you may express an&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; unreasonable impatience with the lack of progress&lt;/span&gt;. (&lt;em&gt;I think this is true. D:)&lt;/em&gt;If your negative side is showing, you may be &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;too exacting, both of yourself and of others.&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;SORRYY.) &lt;/em&gt;Sometimes this can even becomes a case of intolerance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number 8 is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;very materialistic and also very desirous of status and power&lt;/span&gt;. (&lt;em&gt;aww, there's bad isn't it?) &lt;/em&gt;Neither of these drives are inherently negative unless they are taken to an extreme. You must avoid the tendency to strain after money, material matters, status, or power, to the detriment of the other important factors in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Soul Urge number is: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Soul Urge number of 7 means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a number 7 Soul Urge you are &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;very fond of reading, and retreating to periods of being alone and away from the disruptions of the outer world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(uh-uh) &lt;/em&gt;You like to dream and develop you idealistic understandings, to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;study and analyze&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(so maybe, history elective is right for me after all)&lt;/em&gt;, to gain knowledge and wisdom. You may be too laid back and withdrawn to really succeed in the business world, and you will be much more comfortable in circumstances that are tolerant of your reserve, your analytical approach, and your &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;desire to use your mind rather than your physical being.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(i think this is a nicer way to express 'lazy' right)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very timid around people that you don't know very well, so much so at times that casual conversation and social situations can be strained. You tend to repress your emotions to the extend that some people have a good bit of difficult understanding you. You tend to be very selective with friends and you don't easily adapt to new environments or to new people very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The negative traits of the 7 include becoming too much the introvert and isolated from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Inner Dream number is: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Inner Dream number of 1 means: You dream of being a leader and one who is in charge. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You want to be known for your courage, daring, and original ideas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(that's wrong. D:) &lt;/em&gt;You seek unconquered heights. People may get a first impression that you are &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;very aggressive&lt;/span&gt; and sure of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Conclusion: I shall see if I become an outstanding manager. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-2599428215751010059?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/2599428215751010059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=2599428215751010059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2599428215751010059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2599428215751010059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-i-may-need-soyjoy.html' title='I think I may need Soyjoy.'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-6510017301481555089</id><published>2009-05-08T15:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:25:50.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The funniest thing today is to know that &lt;strong&gt;Mas Selamat was caught&lt;/strong&gt;, after memorising that he escaped in 2008 for SS, before sitting for SS paper. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't use this valuable piece of information because I didn't know he was in Johor because I was too busy freaking over Northern Ireland and UN. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-6510017301481555089?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/6510017301481555089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=6510017301481555089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6510017301481555089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6510017301481555089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/05/funniest-thing-today-is-to-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-6367861553275853060</id><published>2009-04-26T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T11:26:43.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIATUS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You can tell that life's really getting boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when you hold back the complaints and&lt;br /&gt;realise you have run out of things to say. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-6367861553275853060?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/6367861553275853060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=6367861553275853060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6367861553275853060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6367861553275853060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/04/hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-710829061969684863</id><published>2009-04-18T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:00:44.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SemUVhyd9NI/AAAAAAAAA8A/SyERq2fj6to/s1600-h/P1030012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325951131910534354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SemUVhyd9NI/AAAAAAAAA8A/SyERq2fj6to/s400/P1030012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;At 2.18pm on 18 April 2009, Mei Na thought of Taiwan's earthquake museum while studying physical geography.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wasted my time finding out the difference between vapour and gas because it &lt;i&gt;seemed&lt;/i&gt; like noone knows the answer in our class. Well, I really didn't know but now that I do, I shall share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who didn't know/find out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The word vapour in its &lt;strong&gt;natural state is a solid or liquid at room temperature&lt;/strong&gt;. However, a gas in its &lt;strong&gt;natural state at room temperature would still be a gas.&lt;/strong&gt; Example: 1) steam would be a vapor because at room temperature, it would be water, which is a liquid. 2) Nitrogen (a gas) at room temperature would still be in a gaseous state. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Source: WikiAnswers.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-710829061969684863?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/710829061969684863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=710829061969684863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/710829061969684863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/710829061969684863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/04/at-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SemUVhyd9NI/AAAAAAAAA8A/SyERq2fj6to/s72-c/P1030012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-7337187315051876092</id><published>2009-04-17T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:59:19.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss.</title><content type='html'>Speech Day was nice, though the aircon was not at &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;full blast&lt;/span&gt; like what Nicole and I thought would be. The funniest part would be hearing people complain about being rejected and denied of the buffet because they are &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;not prize winners&lt;/span&gt;. Nicole now has an aim of coming back to Anderson in many many years time to be the Guest Of Honour and making a speech which I inspired her to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;make out of SS notes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;(Stay relevant and anticipate changes, leadership is the key.) &lt;/em&gt;I think coming back in &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;one year's time&lt;/span&gt; is good enough. &lt;em&gt;"We shall come and eat the buffet which they denied us today!" &lt;/em&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are just &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;not meant to be&lt;/span&gt;, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-7337187315051876092?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/7337187315051876092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=7337187315051876092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7337187315051876092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7337187315051876092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/04/miss.html' title='Miss.'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-2397989025145240362</id><published>2009-04-09T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:43:22.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SNAP TWISTS ARE FUN. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACEBOOK QUIZZES ARE ENTERTAINING. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the unreliable tests, I would be from Nanyang Girls and would go to St Andrews JC. Since I wasn't from the former, I guess I won't be in the latter. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't even know where the school is, lol.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-2397989025145240362?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/2397989025145240362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=2397989025145240362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2397989025145240362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2397989025145240362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/04/snap-twists-are-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-6401413271629550789</id><published>2009-03-24T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:42:46.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am half-pissed with the world with no reasons today.&lt;br /&gt;I kept hearing sounds from outside the window in class today (not once, not twice, many times plus like knock knock sound like that) and others kept insisting that I'm hearing things and warning me against things.&lt;br /&gt;I am half fearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot man. Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-6401413271629550789?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/6401413271629550789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=6401413271629550789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6401413271629550789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6401413271629550789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-half-pissed-with-world-with-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-406075657377144558</id><published>2009-03-22T13:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:00:30.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Samaritans do not pick and choose whom they help. They offer assistance to anyone, even those who look different and act in ways we don't understand. (Quoted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people makes the world a better place. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-406075657377144558?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/406075657377144558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=406075657377144558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/406075657377144558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/406075657377144558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-samaritans-do-not-pick-and-choose.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-8334020794207281522</id><published>2009-03-21T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:17:01.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>234th post. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing Guess the Sketch on facebook &amp;amp; there was this guy who needed to make us guess the word &lt;u&gt;delivery&lt;/u&gt; and to do that, he drew:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 235 35 35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. And only me and another girl guessed it. Apparently, many others ain't Singaporeans. Too bad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI. 62 35 35 35, pizzahut delivery. :D (shoot, now i got this tune stuck in my head)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-8334020794207281522?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/8334020794207281522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=8334020794207281522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8334020794207281522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8334020794207281522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/03/234th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-8481590019819871926</id><published>2009-03-19T19:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:28:34.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, guess what. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I finished my homework&lt;/span&gt; (but there's still blanks)! Finally a holiday whereby I finish my homework &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;before Sunday&lt;/span&gt;. :D I'm pretty much wasting my Friday away &amp;amp; I'm dragging Hui Min along (I'm so sorry man. D:) So there's Saturday and Sunday left for revision for &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; freaking subjects. Sometimes I just can't help but wonder, why did I choose to &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;self-torture&lt;/span&gt;? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a haircut today and now I look as ku ku as &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ken'ichi Matsuyama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in Detroit Metal City!&lt;/span&gt; :D Ken'ichi Matsuyama is cute, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ken'ichi Matsuyama, is L. &lt;3&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-8481590019819871926?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/8481590019819871926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=8481590019819871926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8481590019819871926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8481590019819871926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-1269940473869525045</id><published>2009-03-16T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:40:06.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've made resolutions and promised myself to &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;study this holiday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;make very good use of it&lt;/span&gt; but looking at it now, I would most &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;probably waste this holiday away&lt;/span&gt;. This is sad. And this is so true, plans that you make on nice clean sheets of paper will land in the trashbins in the end, or if they're lucky, buried under piles of crap. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So, conclusion is to make realistic plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The world is all about being realistic &amp;amp; we shall learn to live with it. (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I still have, 6 days of holidays. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp; that's like freaking little, oh boy. D:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-1269940473869525045?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/1269940473869525045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=1269940473869525045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1269940473869525045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1269940473869525045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-made-resolutions-and-promised.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-2216405211113219622</id><published>2009-03-13T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:23:18.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is not too bad, for a Friday-the-Thirteenth. Had the very last cross country in Anderson &amp;amp; it didn't go very well because though I didn't have stitches, I had a &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;stomachache&lt;/span&gt;. D: So I walked alot alot alot towards the mid-point and the end. I know there was this male teacher who tried to encouraged us when we ran past by saying, "you're near the mid-point already!" but it sounds pretty demoralising though. I think Hui Min is superb, she brought a mat! (edit: according to huimin, vincent suggested getting trash bags but she didn't have so she got the mat, so let's thank him as well) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;fun talking &lt;u&gt;alot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today. It was fun to crap at the mat with random people, roll eyes at juniors who scream for fun &amp;amp; got onto our nerves and (anyway, sometimes judging from the way we look at the thirteen year olds, it just makes everyone wonders how the sixteen year olds looked at us when we were thirteen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Toa Payoh with QiJin &amp;amp; YunJin (can't find Ting Hui). We were the first customers in &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Pizza Hut&lt;/span&gt; (well, it looks like it) &amp;amp; we looked like students playing truants with smelly pe shirts and muddy disgusting shoes and legs. I can't stand how a bunch of working adults in PizzaHut kept staring &lt;u&gt;at&lt;/u&gt; us. I mean, it's not like we never stared at people before but, the way they stared at us. YunJin thinks it's because we're wearing smelly pe shirts, which is the inappropriate dress code for PizzaHut but, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I still think those ladies got a problem, as much as I stink at that time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like a long time since we sat, ate and talked like that. I made YJ laughed when I was talking about this person whom I've never liked since x years ago &amp;amp; she said she never seen me so enthu before and I criticised the person until 一文不值。Hmm, how sad. ): Didn't exactly gossiped but was told about something that's rather, like gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Stories are good to listen to, even better to reflect upon. Sometimes we just believe what we're told &amp;amp; what we've seen but we neglected the fact that there's more that meets the eye. The story that I was told today was a good introduction to the world of shocking facades &amp;amp; many faces of man.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, we saw teachers at Toa Payoh Central. Mr Leow saw us, pointed us out to Mrs Cheong. And Mrs Allan walked in front and didn't see us, but well. Bused home and it was a long ride without earphones, saw students from Australian International School on the way. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I want to study there man&lt;/span&gt;, haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway let's just self-remind about results and stuff. I got my first F9 &lt;u&gt;underline&lt;/u&gt;. For Amath, oh well. YunJin said (not as a comfort): But you also very pro what, never fail then never fail, then fail also not D7 or E8, is F9 eh. (then she gives a big grin). &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So that's what differentiate friends and good friends. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I admit that I didn't work hard or very hard this term and I do realise my mistakes, though a little late. This serves as a good warning though. Because being complacent doesn't get you anywhere or anything, especially A1s on your certificate. I shall start to be motivated, disciplined and determined. We can all do it, (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So Term 1 ends like that&lt;/span&gt;. Though academically, it has been downright shitty, otherwise it has been rather enjoyable, this is random but &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;today I realised I'm loving 4/1 again. (L) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'm happy because I've lived, laughed &amp;amp; loved. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-2216405211113219622?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/2216405211113219622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=2216405211113219622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2216405211113219622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2216405211113219622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-not-too-bad-for-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-641761954274050630</id><published>2009-03-08T10:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:24:02.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things are not getting any better. All the worries and tries are wasted. I can't believe how bothered I was throughout the week &amp;amp; how cold and aloof you can look. There are times when I just recall of the good old days and get more and more puzzled each and everyday. There are times when I just think I'm so darn foolish to be bothered by this whole episode. But again, I'm bothered because I care. But who else cares? You, don't look like you bother. But I believe, looks are deceiving. Maybe I'm being naive again but then, &lt;i&gt;i just don't want to judge you&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I hope a modern day Albert Einstein creates a time machine and perhaps, the world will be a happier and better place without remorse and sadness. Dreaming for the impossible, that's what I'm doing. /:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-641761954274050630?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/641761954274050630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=641761954274050630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/641761954274050630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/641761954274050630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-are-not-getting-any-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-812204090606951764</id><published>2009-03-04T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:25:42.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS IS REALLY GETTING ONTO MY NERVES I WANT TO SCREAM VULGARITIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I desperately need to confide in someone, but no one will answer my desperate call for help.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else I learnt today &lt;u&gt;unrelated&lt;/u&gt; to previous post is that in life, you either this or that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's all about value, not heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-812204090606951764?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/812204090606951764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=812204090606951764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/812204090606951764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/812204090606951764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-really-getting-onto-my-nerves-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4643948354360736475</id><published>2009-03-04T17:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:27:24.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;I don't like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's the shittiest colour ever when i needed it.&lt;br /&gt;just are where are you when i needed you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's a rheotorical question; when i needed you, i watched you walk away in every possible direction.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, even art room seems like a better place then classroom.&lt;br /&gt;even painting the colour chart seems like a better thing to do then sitting in the classroom, being burdened by all the cluttered thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been more horrible than you can tell from my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to think of any appropriate things to type,&lt;br /&gt;space, enter, backspace, delete.&lt;br /&gt;one time, two times, three times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like you.&lt;br /&gt;good, not good, good, not good, good.&lt;br /&gt;yes, no, yes, no, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time to get these thoughts off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;if not, i'll never ever have space in my head for all those electrolysis and static.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learn many things today.&lt;br /&gt;enlightened &amp;amp; saddened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes two hands to clap.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it takes one indifferent person to extinguish the spark of an enthusiastic person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to judge you, because deep down i still believe.&lt;br /&gt;but you're not making it easy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's getting harder each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;my beliefs &amp;amp; my feelings are changing each &amp;amp; every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i think&lt;/u&gt;, i tried but you didn't want to &amp;amp; are not going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may think, so that's what &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;because i do want to know what you think, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i can't because you just won't budge.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i'll appreciate it if you just tell me what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;because i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that's why i need you (another person).&lt;br /&gt;but you are just not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i needed to get these things off my chest, you're the first person to cross my mind.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow you're just not there.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps you can never be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, what can i really expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm wasting my time here &amp;amp; i'm still not feeling any better, so i think i'll just emo &amp;amp; go berserk in school tmr. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's because I CARE, that's why it's bothering me so much&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4643948354360736475?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4643948354360736475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4643948354360736475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4643948354360736475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4643948354360736475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-like-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-3446058970055617197</id><published>2009-03-01T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:31:17.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An Indian cleaner/worker/roadsweeper lady of some age said good morning to me with a smile this morning when I passed by her working block &amp;amp; this made my day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To think we're friends and we don't even say hello.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-3446058970055617197?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/3446058970055617197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=3446058970055617197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3446058970055617197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3446058970055617197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/03/indian-cleanerworkerroadsweeper-lady-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-2002373165395835053</id><published>2009-03-01T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:23:13.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/OFSwwzDcDE/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/OFSwwzDcDE/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=OFSwwzDcDE" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=OFSwwzDcDE" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=OFSwwzDcDE" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=OFSwwzDcDE" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/OFSwwzDcDE/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/890218/music/OVJ_sPVN/cheer-chen-qi-zhen-tai-yang/"&gt;Tai Yang 太陽 - Cheer Chen Qi Zhen 陳綺貞&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我胆小地对自己说 就是这样吗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look Hui Min, I blogged. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my blog is going pretty lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;Just like my life, and yours and hers and his. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do hope we look back at all these lifeless months perhaps in december or january &amp;amp; find that all the things that we sacrificed are worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, I shall resolute to not complain anymore for the rest of the months. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art club was rather fun last friday because I painted lots of shitty colours. :D&lt;br /&gt;Art club is fun because I can rant to Cerlyn &amp;amp; Yanning (who are very nice to rant to because I'll just go, I like shitty colours and they will respond in a way that makes me happy somehow. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Cerlyn alot man.&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks for just doing what you do and saying what you say when I'm bonkers on every Friday afternoon which I can actually slack at home, thank you really)&lt;br /&gt;I doubt you'll read this but still. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"My mood just went up from -50 to -49 because this shitty colour looks so nice."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-2002373165395835053?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/2002373165395835053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=2002373165395835053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2002373165395835053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2002373165395835053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/03/tai-yang-cheer-chen-qi-zhen-look-hui.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-8589605574008700804</id><published>2009-02-14T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:44:34.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think one day I would look back and think I was such a foolish 16 year old. Well. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-8589605574008700804?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/8589605574008700804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=8589605574008700804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8589605574008700804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8589605574008700804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-think-one-day-i-would-look-back-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-3021225587341582039</id><published>2009-02-14T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:43:53.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've decided, to make my life better off &lt;u&gt;and to stop feeling bad&lt;/u&gt;, I will stop disliking anyone I dislike.&lt;br /&gt;Since today's Valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hope this decision is going to last, unlike any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because life isn't going to be any greater if you dislike them, instead, you're becoming like them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Action speaks louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;Doing it may be much much tougher than saying it, but I shall try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life we may have met so many people that we've disliked and there may be an equally large number of people who dislike(d) us.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, dislike is short-term. Hate is too strong a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tolerance, Mei Na, you need tolerance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Self-control, Mei Na, you have to have self-control.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is life. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-3021225587341582039?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/3021225587341582039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=3021225587341582039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3021225587341582039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3021225587341582039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-decided-to-make-my-life-better-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-892052126238862991</id><published>2009-02-14T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:04:18.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SELF-REMINDER: Keep to the resolution that I made &amp;amp; remind Loo Peng to keep the resolution too, though it's super hard to keep, so (refers to second self-reminder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF-REMINDER II: Tell more people about my resolution so they can remind me not to do what I don't want to do. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-892052126238862991?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/892052126238862991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=892052126238862991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/892052126238862991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/892052126238862991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/02/self-reminder-keep-to-resolution-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4938152396960235505</id><published>2009-02-14T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:54:05.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy V. Day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the last few hours of my V. Day being extremely psychic. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Angel and Mortal, Ching Yee is my angel! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should read the letters she wrote me man.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, you should see how she write the letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wrote capsule letters! I think require alot of effort to write on the many tiny pieces of paper and roll them up and put them back into the pill again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case, you're wondering what I'm talking about, I think Mini Toons or Action City sells these pill-like capsules in a small bottle, then you can open up the capsules and there are tiny pieces of rolled up paper inside. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad my mortal likes what I gave her too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway do you know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;next year's lunar chu yi is on valentine's day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's damn cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I discussed with Yu Jia online about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No other special day in school for V day or CNY. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hearts connection day &amp;amp; CNY celebrations being on the same friday is a cool thing, &lt;u&gt;but &lt;/u&gt;we realised we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;won't be in Anderson anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;won't be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; celebrating either occasion with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Andersonians that we love right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sad, Anderson has pretty much things for me to miss about I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is getting sentimental. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: sometimes, i think i reveal too much of my life out here and it especially bothers me alot alot when you know so much of my life which i really really really don't want to let you know and when you start telling me all about my life that has nothing nothing nothing to do with you and you behave like you do take some part in it is really an irritating feeling, especially when the person irritating me is you. oh man, peace off. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4938152396960235505?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4938152396960235505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4938152396960235505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4938152396960235505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4938152396960235505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-v.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4401764035409784440</id><published>2009-02-08T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T13:56:21.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Song of the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/xWqisE6uJG/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/xWqisE6uJG/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=xWqisE6uJG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=xWqisE6uJG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=xWqisE6uJG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=xWqisE6uJG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/xWqisE6uJG/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/qMgXad2/music/ephNaqs3/daniel_powter_bad_daymp3/"&gt;Bad Day.mp3 - Daniel Powter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucks pretty much nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we're asked to do all the homework, mark some of our homework, expected to revise on our own, catch up with last year work, do extra exercises, read up on everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some teachers are pretty much okay. It's some teachers that are, D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have CAs every monday, and piles of homework during the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised we didn't have the right to complain so much when we were in sec 3, I wonder how the seniors felt to hear us complain. Tsk. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had flag day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novena is wonderful. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The people who went to the Novena Church are wonderful. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the very first time, my tin was not less than half full.&lt;br /&gt;So all the 'good mornings' and smiling were worth it but it was freaking tiring though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like the taitai(s)!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Actually most people who donated to me were the aunties/taitai(s)/uncles. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange though, I've always thought the younger generation to be more willing to donate but then, all the youngsters/people in twenties all don't donate one! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's our world turning into? (And damn the people who didn't even bother to refuse when I approached/dao-ed me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there were a few interesting people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. One said &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God bless you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Another said, I donated already (showing sticker) and said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Study hard ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. One man and one women really came back to me, different times, after church, saying that "Just now I was in a rush but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I promised I'll donate to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; right?". I really appreciated it because I never expected them to really save their donations for me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Quite a few couldn't slot the two dollar note in and just shove to me, asking me to help them put in and rushed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. There was one man who heard me mentioned "tuition" to his friend who was donated and said,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"oh, tuition?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and donated too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prerana &amp;amp; I met Mrs Lowe and her friends and she saw that we were andersonians and said, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oh, Andersonians, must donate!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and donated two bucks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many nice men and ladies, thank you all very much. So the morning wasn't very much wasted after all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wouldn't mind if it's worth it, but, is it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4401764035409784440?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4401764035409784440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4401764035409784440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4401764035409784440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4401764035409784440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-week-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4909960887363655053</id><published>2009-01-25T17:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T17:18:59.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHU XI :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHU XI! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay my second post after 24 days.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like people noticed that I did not update after 1 Jan, heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And you know, my pet in faceboko is still wearing the santa claus hat. Lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my CNY mood, after finishing the &lt;i&gt;pile of killer homework&lt;/i&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reunion dinner everybody &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NIU YEAR IN ADVANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am on the way to&lt;/i&gt;, enjoyment. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4909960887363655053?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4909960887363655053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4909960887363655053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4909960887363655053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4909960887363655053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/01/chu-xi-d.html' title='CHU XI :D'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-2655795419509445928</id><published>2009-01-01T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:38:55.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1ST JAN :D</title><content type='html'>Happy 1st of January people. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my url &amp;amp; one of my new year resolutions is to stop having frequent moodswings. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-2655795419509445928?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/2655795419509445928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=2655795419509445928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2655795419509445928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2655795419509445928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-jan-d.html' title='1ST JAN :D'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-5223368996873677170</id><published>2008-12-31T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:10:01.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LAST POST. (:</title><content type='html'>I change my mind, 2008 is still the best.&lt;br /&gt;2009 is not going to be that good, school wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well, my heaven lantern.)&lt;br /&gt;(I hope to be proved wrong though) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-5223368996873677170?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/5223368996873677170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=5223368996873677170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5223368996873677170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5223368996873677170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-post.html' title='THE LAST POST. (:'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-7760858708841327351</id><published>2008-12-31T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:02:58.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REFLECTIONS FOR 08 :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TAIWAN CHALET WAS MUCH MORE FUN THAN WHAT I EXPECTED! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm very happy that I went. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought &amp;amp; felt alot though. But I know I'm happy. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first day, we:&lt;br /&gt;- waited very long and had some laughs while waiting for Joseph's aunt to check in&lt;br /&gt;- ranted about watching twilight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- sat and stoned in front of Ehub cathay cinema&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- can't go pool because we're not 16 yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- trained to expo &amp;amp; tampines mall to shop &amp;amp; bought nothing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- had dinner at 9-10 plus at Just Acia&lt;br /&gt;- had free flow of cappucino, latte, mocha &amp;amp; icecream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- played mahjong &amp;amp; talked outside chalet for whole night to morning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- crapped, lamed, laughed. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the second day, we:&lt;br /&gt;- went to Macs to have breakfast&lt;br /&gt;- k.o. for awhile in chalet&lt;br /&gt;- went to supermarket to shop for BBQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- went to cycle for 1hr on the main roads &amp;amp; park connectors&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- played more bridge &amp;amp; mahjong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- had BBQ&lt;br /&gt;- rushed in and out of chalet room to watch Little Nyonya&lt;br /&gt;- wished weijun a belated birthday&lt;br /&gt;- gave timothy a pillow before he goes into army&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- played zhong ji mi ma to eat the food&lt;br /&gt;- crapped, lamed, laughed. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big thank you&lt;/span&gt; to the sec 4s for bbq-ing the food &amp;amp; preparing and everything! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think they are really a nice bunch of people. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(okay, we all think we're lucky to be in taiwan trip with everyone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about other people but I think it is something worth to be remembered. (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway now;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL THAT 2008 MAY NOT BE THAT AWESOME TO SOME OF YOU BUT I THINK IT HAS BEEN THE GREATEST YEAR SO FAR IN MY LIFE. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Well, maybe it was that all the other years were sucky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall list out some of the reasons why 2008 is great/highlights of 2008 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I made more friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. I got to know nice people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sec 3 Adventure Camp&lt;br /&gt;4. I finally read The Kite Runner.&lt;br /&gt;5. This year is a Leap Year. :D&lt;br /&gt;6. Sentosa Cross Country&lt;br /&gt;7. I learnt to play Rubiks. :D&lt;br /&gt;8. Class Newspaper Collection&lt;br /&gt;9. Flag days. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Deejay Career Guidance project! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Primary School Penang Trip! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I turned 15 and I finally got my IC.&lt;br /&gt;13. I went to Mediacorp &amp;amp; radio station. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Beijing Olympics! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Grandma's birthday dinner at Yishun Safra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Baking for the teachers on eve of teachers' day.&lt;br /&gt;17. I went on Singapore Flyer before it broke down.&lt;br /&gt;18. I finally read PS I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;19. I flew with Singapore Airlines for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Anderson Taiwan Trip! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. 3108 Class Chalet at Sentosa Kampong Hut&lt;br /&gt;22. 11062107 Reunion BBQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Taiwan Chalet! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Barack Obama won the America's Presidential Election! :D&lt;br /&gt;25. F1 Race in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;26. I learnt how to play Mahjong. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just the very little things that made my 2008 worth it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many other things which I decided to not post it because my list would be too long and those little things would most probably appear worthless to cherish to you, so I shall leave it some dignity, haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I had been happy &amp;amp; high almost throughout the year, except somewhere during the third term of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That term was horrible, I remembered, not happy at all. I couldn't care less and be bothered about anything, school felt horrible, having to be a nerd is horrible and even hanging out with nerds wasn't anything happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I think I grew up this year, I should though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There were many happy moments this year which came by quickly and left quickly as well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before 2009 comes, I would like to remind myself to &lt;u&gt;cherish, treasure, be happy &amp;amp; be true.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because at the end of the day, we're living for ourselves, our memories. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So to conclude, I hope 2009 is as wonderful as 2008 and may everyone be happier, stronger, healthier, braver and more contented. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(I hope my heaven lantern in taiwan works.) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 2009 AHEAD PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL MISS 2008 TERRIBLY. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-7760858708841327351?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/7760858708841327351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=7760858708841327351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7760858708841327351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7760858708841327351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/12/reflections-for-08-d.html' title='REFLECTIONS FOR 08 :D'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4405252238252694227</id><published>2008-12-18T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:45:11.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I still can't believe I'm sitting at the corner. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(SHIFT 12345)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4405252238252694227?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4405252238252694227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4405252238252694227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4405252238252694227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4405252238252694227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-still-cant-believe-im-sitting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-3111475452897691347</id><published>2008-12-18T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:42:57.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WTH I'M SITTING AT THE CORNER OF THE CLASS AGAIN! (SHIFT 12345)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEE, I HATE SITTING AT THE CORNER OF THE CLASS (INSERTS A MILLION D:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The only plus point is I can escape the fastest in case of fires. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P.S: In case this post agitates certain people again, I'm like not against the person who organised this because I know it is painful and tedious to come up with something which everyone curses you at (because you're not the only one who has been through this fyi), I'm just not happy about my luck, can? D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P.P.S: And to Vincent: Get real, you ain't tall for nothing. We're made to sit at the back. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P.P.P.S: Read carefully, I'm against sitting at the &lt;strong&gt;corner&lt;/strong&gt;, not sitting at the &lt;strong&gt;back&lt;/strong&gt;. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P.P.P.P.S: This post is just for me to let out my frustrations before I 低头认命叹气 and sit the corner, &lt;u&gt;so I'm not expecting &amp;amp; requesting for any changes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P.P.P.P.P.S: So this post is not something worth or designed to make someone have some strange feelings. Thank you. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-3111475452897691347?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/3111475452897691347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=3111475452897691347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3111475452897691347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3111475452897691347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/12/wth-im-sitting-at-corner-of-class-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4427861127116197286</id><published>2008-12-16T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:47:23.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random: I forgot to mention Taiwan Garbage vehicles have music one. Damn cute (and freaky). :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now on some sort of hiatus unless I find some random things that gives me the urge to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I declare my facebook and pet and blog and MSN dead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Muahaha, dead, because I killed it?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Self-reminder: Check out if bored people behaves abnormally.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4427861127116197286?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4427861127116197286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4427861127116197286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4427861127116197286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4427861127116197286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/12/d_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4055660339961683704</id><published>2008-12-06T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:58:13.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STqEhpEef5I/AAAAAAAAA50/3XTPB7mSlEY/s1600-h/DSCF2506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276675626913136530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STqEhpEef5I/AAAAAAAAA50/3XTPB7mSlEY/s400/DSCF2506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STp8TrjSSSI/AAAAAAAAA5s/zrzqCnkiSuo/s1600-h/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like this photo, very colourful. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The fickle-minded girl miss taiwan again &amp;amp; figured there's no way to forget about it. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STp8LsbVnKI/AAAAAAAAA5k/AYGee6RLIko/s1600-h/DSCF0908.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4055660339961683704?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4055660339961683704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4055660339961683704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4055660339961683704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4055660339961683704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/12/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STqEhpEef5I/AAAAAAAAA50/3XTPB7mSlEY/s72-c/DSCF2506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-1479271508525740101</id><published>2008-12-06T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:19:04.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hear the waves, feel the beat. (:</title><content type='html'>You can now hear the waves at Yehliu Geological Park at Fangxian's funny blog! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay actually, you can already hear it many days ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chionged &lt;b&gt;2 geography papers&lt;/b&gt; today. Omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually, I don't really miss Taiwan that much now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talking about it makes me miss it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like missing everyone around me now, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, &lt;b&gt;chalet at Sentosa&lt;/b&gt; 2 days later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Self-reminder: I shouldn't say FX's posts are random, mine are no better! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It gets really hard but you're pulled back into reality. ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-1479271508525740101?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/1479271508525740101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=1479271508525740101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1479271508525740101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1479271508525740101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/12/hear-waves-feel-beat.html' title='Hear the waves, feel the beat. (:'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-5252878676973957363</id><published>2008-12-04T13:09:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:36:18.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reasons why we missed Taiwan :D</title><content type='html'>It has been many many days since I've returned from Taiwan &amp;amp; it's time I post about my fantastic trip to the fantastic place with fantastic people. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a long post with little pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I think I would die of impatience if I have to upload 700+ photos onto Blogger. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit &lt;a href="http://andtaiwan08.multiply.com/"&gt;ANDTAIWAN08&lt;/a&gt; at Multiply to see the awesome photos from everyone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: I might blog another post with pictures only but visiting the above is still the best. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan is pretty rural, to our surprise. It looks pretty much like Malaysia, except all the shop signboards are in traditional chinese characters. We went around the whole island. Taipei was the only modern area while the others are basically rural. There are MANY MANY convenience stores and binglang (betel nuts) shops. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 1 :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STeERvuv24I/AAAAAAAAA5c/Or0BYD5Hl1s/s1600-h/P1020887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275830928893008770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STeERvuv24I/AAAAAAAAA5c/Or0BYD5Hl1s/s320/P1020887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STeERBlS8AI/AAAAAAAAA5U/wcfrctID99s/s1600-h/P1020911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275830916505333762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STeERBlS8AI/AAAAAAAAA5U/wcfrctID99s/s320/P1020911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STeEQ8syZTI/AAAAAAAAA5M/4ZqqMihV41E/s1600-h/P1020927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275830915194578226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STeEQ8syZTI/AAAAAAAAA5M/4ZqqMihV41E/s320/P1020927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STeEQrr2PEI/AAAAAAAAA5E/jvcPxLQ-MKU/s1600-h/P1020963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275830910627232834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STeEQrr2PEI/AAAAAAAAA5E/jvcPxLQ-MKU/s320/P1020963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STeEQSoGjtI/AAAAAAAAA48/8Z7zC8joekU/s1600-h/P1020982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275830903900638930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STeEQSoGjtI/AAAAAAAAA48/8Z7zC8joekU/s320/P1020982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks to Ching Yee's dad for driving me &amp;amp; my 12.0kg luggage to Changi Airport. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite alot of people came to send us off despite having to wake up early, thank you all. Jiemin &amp;amp; Jingyi came too, though they sent an sms to me saying they're sorry they can't make it while observing me checking in my luggage. So I was a little shocked to see my dearest cousins popping in front of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my first time boarding a plane (yeah, pretty late I know) so I was rather excited, haha. SIA is very very nice &amp;amp; I sat with Ching Yee and Stephanie on the plane. We had &lt;strong&gt;Magnum&lt;/strong&gt; icecream after lunch &amp;amp; Stephanie and I had a hard time waiting for &lt;strong&gt;turbulence&lt;/strong&gt; to be over so we can empty our bladder (but in the end we went to the toilet in midst of the turbulence anyway). It was a freezing &lt;strong&gt;minus 52 degree&lt;/strong&gt; outside &amp;amp; Xin Lin spotted &lt;strong&gt;snowflakes on her window&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We reached Taipei at about 5 plus and it was like about &lt;strong&gt;16 degrees&lt;/strong&gt; outside, cold. The sky was &lt;strong&gt;dark&lt;/strong&gt; though it was 5 plus and it looked like 9pm in Singapore. We met our &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;吴导游&lt;/span&gt; and boarded our &lt;strong&gt;double deck tour bus (bottom deck is for luggages)&lt;/strong&gt;, heading for the Taoyuan High Speed Train Station. The High Speed Train Station looks like a mini airport from outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;High Speed Train&lt;/strong&gt; is very comfortable, and fast since it can reach to about 300 plus kilometres per hour. &lt;strong&gt;The chairs are damn cool&lt;/strong&gt;, they can be turned 180 degrees &amp;amp; there're toilets inside the train. We couldn't see much scenery outside the train (and our bus) because the mirrors are half-silvered, lol. We had a 35 minutes train ride to Taichung while our poor tour bus has to make a 2 hour trip to Taichung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We boarded another bus and headed to the restaurant for dinner. 10 people a table and my makan partners include &lt;strong&gt;Xin Lin, Ching Yee, Charissa, Fang Xian, Stephanie, Jane Cher, Cheryl Low/Grace (they exchanged after a few days), Bryan Goh and Vincent.&lt;/strong&gt; We were the only group serious about clearing plates there. We had 柳酊for fruits almost every meal &amp;amp; Fang Xian proudly mistook them as pomelos. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we made way to 帝宝大饭店 &amp;amp; stayed for the night. My roommates for the 8 nights are &lt;strong&gt;Ching Yee, Charissa &amp;amp; Xin Lin.&lt;/strong&gt; The first hotel is cool, the television is big &amp;amp; the room is spacious. &lt;strong&gt;And Taiwan tv shows are damn nice! :D &lt;/strong&gt;I shared the bed with Xin Lin that night because we're the tallest then on the other bed we have to sleep horizontally because of the mirror in front. Xin Lin was too cold to kick around in her sleep that night, phew. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 2 :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd83untzNI/AAAAAAAAA40/GB5hwm3Mq84/s1600-h/P1030041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275822785337085138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd83untzNI/AAAAAAAAA40/GB5hwm3Mq84/s320/P1030041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd83ZqqXoI/AAAAAAAAA4s/1Sa440lDNiM/s1600-h/P1030081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275822779712298626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd83ZqqXoI/AAAAAAAAA4s/1Sa440lDNiM/s320/P1030081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd823v0I9I/AAAAAAAAA4k/V5PdqwsCbs8/s1600-h/P1030088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275822770607104978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd823v0I9I/AAAAAAAAA4k/V5PdqwsCbs8/s320/P1030088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd82TfmEkI/AAAAAAAAA4c/khVYuZLtMc0/s1600-h/P1030098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275822760875397698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd82TfmEkI/AAAAAAAAA4c/khVYuZLtMc0/s320/P1030098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd8158GdHI/AAAAAAAAA4U/lGlduKPsn8g/s1600-h/P1030204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275822754015638642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd8158GdHI/AAAAAAAAA4U/lGlduKPsn8g/s320/P1030204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the &lt;strong&gt;921 Earthquake Museum&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning. We learnt about earthquakes again, in chinese &amp;amp; saw the actual destruction. There were many primary schoolers there too &amp;amp; while we were waiting for our turns to enter the &lt;strong&gt;Earthquake Simulation Room&lt;/strong&gt;, we waved to them (we were separated by a glass), they were amused/amazed/shocked/freaked to see us and banged the glass. We felt like exhibits in the zoo. Haha. I was pretty nervous before going for the simulation, in the end we just sat on the floor &amp;amp; experience the shaking. &lt;u&gt;The museum was pretty cool, we learnt about those preparation &amp;amp; other knowledge too. :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed for lunch at a restaurant near Sun Moon Lake. The view from the restaurant is awesome already. The meals there are delicious, similar to Singapore's though. The others had a good time discussing about the type/taste of the vegetables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to a &lt;strong&gt;jetty&lt;/strong&gt; and board a boat to &lt;strong&gt;sail across the Sun Moon Lake&lt;/strong&gt;. The ride was fun, the wind kept blowing and we took alot alot of photos. We kept seeing mountains but it was okay the scenery was awesome. Then we went to this floating island made of platforms and took more photos. Then we sailed to another place to view Sun Moon Lake from the top &amp;amp; Mdm Neo treated us &lt;strong&gt;Herbal Tea Eggs.&lt;/strong&gt; :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then ended our ride at another jetty and walked for quite some distance. There are &lt;strong&gt;many stray dogs &lt;/strong&gt;in Taiwan &amp;amp; my fear for them sort of decreased a little. We saw 桃花 on the way. Then we took the bus back to where we went for lunch, to the temple there to catch sunset! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sunset was very pretty and the sky was very nice&lt;/strong&gt;. We caught the sunset at the sunset watching area in the temple. After that we went to pray to 孔子 and others and also &lt;strong&gt;wrote our wishes and attached to some lamp&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had dinner in the hotel that night and met the group from &lt;strong&gt;Singapore's boys school&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; we were a little - by them and felt a little - but anyway they - some days after and it was okay. We met each other at many places because we were under the same travel agency. That night our table started the &lt;strong&gt;popping of tissue contest&lt;/strong&gt; to see who's the loudest but &lt;strong&gt;Steph owned&lt;/strong&gt; throughout the trip because she made the chair fell with a loud noise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked to the nearby &lt;strong&gt;星期五夜市&lt;/strong&gt; and it was rather crowded. &lt;strong&gt;Their night markets are wonderful&lt;/strong&gt;, better than Singapore's. The 7 of us (3/1 girls plus Fang Xian) shared &lt;strong&gt;warm pearl milk tea and it was like, DAMN nice lah.&lt;/strong&gt; We also bought some &lt;strong&gt;bing tang hu lu&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;smelly tofu &lt;/strong&gt;to try. I tried a small bit of smelly tofu. it tasted like it smelled &amp;amp; your mouth will stink like !@#. it was a good experience though. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIDETRACK: We used the term &lt;strong&gt;output&lt;/strong&gt; everyday, it means shitting. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shared the bed with Ching Yee that night and I think I was the last to sleep because I was watching television, hee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 3 :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd443A2dqI/AAAAAAAAA4M/YrR1YD78J_s/s1600-h/P1030249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275818406723352226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd443A2dqI/AAAAAAAAA4M/YrR1YD78J_s/s320/P1030249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd44c-hPvI/AAAAAAAAA4E/RTJJiCJW1DE/s1600-h/P1030247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275818399734251250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd44c-hPvI/AAAAAAAAA4E/RTJJiCJW1DE/s320/P1030247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We took a &lt;strong&gt;very very very long journey&lt;/strong&gt; up to Alishan. We watched a very &lt;strong&gt;nice movie&lt;/strong&gt; on the bus, ate &lt;strong&gt;motion sickness medicine&lt;/strong&gt; and slept. The scenery we saw through the bus windows on the road was damn nice, the mountain peaks and stuff. So when we realised we are only going up to Alishan to see a forest we were &lt;strong&gt;rather disappointed&lt;/strong&gt; but the forest was very pretty so it was still okay. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to drink some tea before going up. Then when we came down we went to the tea gardens. The air on Alishan was very very fresh. It wasn't very cold (because I was wearing thermal wear) but I wore gloves anyway. It was supposedly harder to breathe up there, according to Mdm Neo (and personal experience). &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We couldn't see any scenery from the bus when we went down the mountain because everything was blocked by clouds. Yes &lt;strong&gt;clouds were like next to us somehow&lt;/strong&gt;. Then I fell asleep somehow. It was hard not to fall asleep because the journey was damn long. When I woke up (and everyone else) it was very dark but only about 5 plus. Then we realised we had just reach the bottom of the mountain &amp;amp; had to embark on another very long journey to Kaoshiung. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had &lt;strong&gt;karaoke singing session on the bus&lt;/strong&gt;. It was fun to sing along and listen to other people sing. Shen Lao Shi &amp;amp; Huang Lao Shi sang too. And 吴导 kept singing too. (Did I mention we like Wu Dao very much? He's very nice, nicer than the other tour guide of the other school!) :D Well you know, 吴导 called us &lt;strong&gt;美眉们&lt;/strong&gt;, couldn't get used to it but oh well. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had dinner at a restaurant with very very &lt;strong&gt;dirty &amp;amp; disgusting kitchen&lt;/strong&gt;. Me and Jane waited for Mdm Neo at the toilet and were the latest at the table but our table gang was very nice and waited for us, aww. :D Then we made way to &lt;strong&gt;Liuhe Night Market&lt;/strong&gt;. We tried some &lt;strong&gt;Black Cherry icecream and some fruit ice&lt;/strong&gt;. We kept speaking in English and the taiwaneses kept staring at us (even when we're just standing there). Okay, it was alright because who would wear sweater to night markets right? Haha. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night we stayed at the &lt;strong&gt;Metropolitan hotel&lt;/strong&gt;. We were freaked because we found &lt;strong&gt;something in our hotel room drawer&lt;/strong&gt;. I can still remember vividly until now &lt;strong&gt;Charissa's reaction &amp;amp; facial expression&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;u&gt;It was omg scary.&lt;/u&gt; Ching Yee was the bravest of us all I guess. Me and Xin Lin &lt;strong&gt;held hands to sleep&lt;/strong&gt; because we were still freaked. (we wanted to all squeeze onto one bed at first)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 4 :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd44LzDhQI/AAAAAAAAA38/_zgCmqNep4I/s1600-h/P1030300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275818395122763010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd44LzDhQI/AAAAAAAAA38/_zgCmqNep4I/s320/P1030300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd43p_QJ5I/AAAAAAAAA30/nAUHYbs5uz4/s1600-h/P1030325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275818386047117202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd43p_QJ5I/AAAAAAAAA30/nAUHYbs5uz4/s320/P1030325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd43VNLJ7I/AAAAAAAAA3s/ZHgTMvyh3DM/s1600-h/P1030350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275818380468365234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd43VNLJ7I/AAAAAAAAA3s/ZHgTMvyh3DM/s320/P1030350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd1Cdg9hrI/AAAAAAAAA3k/1IE8Ns4p-ps/s1600-h/P1030369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275814173630891698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd1Cdg9hrI/AAAAAAAAA3k/1IE8Ns4p-ps/s320/P1030369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd1CC3foFI/AAAAAAAAA3c/ni3E0J6jfOA/s1600-h/P1030386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275814166477643858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd1CC3foFI/AAAAAAAAA3c/ni3E0J6jfOA/s320/P1030386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME LIKE DAY 4 ALOT ALOT ALOT BECAUSE KENTING WAS VERY NICE. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to 猫鼻头公园 and it was &lt;strong&gt;super windy&lt;/strong&gt;. The scenery there was &lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;. We took photos with&lt;strong&gt; lalangs&lt;/strong&gt; and rocks. It was very very windy up there. But the &lt;strong&gt;rocks don't look anything like cat nose.&lt;/strong&gt; Or we just don't have the imagination. Everyone was busy taking photos there and this stranger came to talk to us and said &lt;strong&gt;你们的国语说得很好！&lt;/strong&gt;And he offered to help us take pictures. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we went to a restaurant to eat &lt;strong&gt;Westerns!&lt;/strong&gt; The bread was very nice, the chicken cutlet was very thick and we were very very full. And we saw a cup of dark brownish coke-looking drink and we told the waiter/waitress we don't want gassy drinks then in the end the drink turned out to be some &lt;strong&gt;red tea&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha. On closer look, there weren't any gas bubbles. We went to walk along the &lt;strong&gt;Kenting Street&lt;/strong&gt;. It was very nice, mostly selling beach stuff. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we, wearing long sleeves/long pants, went to walk along the &lt;strong&gt;Kenting Beach&lt;/strong&gt; (one of the &lt;strong&gt;few golden beaches&lt;/strong&gt; in Taiwan because beaches in taiwan are mostly grey) I thought the sand there was rather fine. Yay I liked Kenting. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we embarked on a journey to go to &lt;strong&gt;Taitung&lt;/strong&gt;! It was a long trip. We traveled on this 南回公路 then we keep seeing the &lt;strong&gt;Pacific Ocean&lt;/strong&gt;, because we were right at the borders of the country! Pretty cool huh, haha. The &lt;strong&gt;road barriers there were all very short&lt;/strong&gt; (on Alishan &amp;amp; Taroko Gorge too) and it was damn freaky because &lt;strong&gt;张师傅&lt;/strong&gt; (our driver) drove very close to the edges and from the window you couldn't see the barrier at all, omg. Yeah scary. Then I was telling Ching Yee we were travelling on the 沿海公路&lt;s&gt;的出口&lt;/s&gt;. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There were many many &lt;strong&gt;bays and headlands&lt;/strong&gt; so the road kept bending and we were flung from side to side. Me and Ching Yee were &lt;strong&gt;flung awake&lt;/strong&gt;! And Wu Dao talked to the teachers right next to us so I couldn't really sleep. Then Wu Dao showed us a &lt;strong&gt;Rain Concert DVD&lt;/strong&gt; and we were all &lt;strong&gt;annoyed by his dance moves&lt;/strong&gt; and weird noises and the adults were surprised we didn't like Rain. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We reached 知本 like finally, in the evening. We checked in at the &lt;strong&gt;Feng Tai Hot Springs &amp;amp; Spa&lt;/strong&gt; (hotel) and came down for dinner after much discussion of what time we're going to go to the hot springs. We saw the bunch of Singapore students and they sort of became our table's dinner topic. Then we went up to change and stuff &amp;amp; the 7 of us were the &lt;strong&gt;latest for the debrief&lt;/strong&gt;! ): &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Sec 4s doing the debrief were &lt;strong&gt;really good&lt;/strong&gt;, they took note of what they're supposed to take note of. We were discussing that we future 4/1-ers wouldn't be as good as the present ones. But anyway, after that i went to buy a NT$40 (about $2) &lt;strong&gt;swimming cap&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; we chionged to the hot springs without Charissa. She couldn't make it (damn sad) so she went to walk walk outside with Grace &amp;amp; Cheryl Low. In the end the 6 of us were the earliest and the sec 4s only came when we're about to leave. Oh, I stupidly &lt;strong&gt;wore my watch into the hot spring&lt;/strong&gt;. And there was steam/water vapour in my watch for the next few days, quite cool actually. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The hot spring was, hot. It was quite shiok actually. There were many &lt;strong&gt;cheekopeks&lt;/strong&gt; there lah omg, damn the disgusting middleaged creeps, they kept eyeing at, yeah you know some swimsuits have less cloth than others. We were disgusted by them. Soon after the boys came while we're cooling down already. We thought they'd act cool about the hot water but their reaction was &lt;strong&gt;totally the opposite from what we expected&lt;/strong&gt;. It was pretty sad that we cannot soak too long in hot spring so we have to leave when everyone came. ): &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But well it was still fun. The hotel there was the not so good one. &lt;strong&gt;The bathtub and towels were stained with, something red.&lt;/strong&gt; My goodness, so I took quite a long time to bathe to avoid that spot in the bathtub and I think Ching Yee fell while trying to avoid it. The hotel room water is sort of like the hot spring water and contains sulphur and Xin Lin couldn't stand the taste, haha. I think I shared the bed with Charissa that night. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 5 :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd1BujJ1yI/AAAAAAAAA3U/j5mav2KkvTo/s1600-h/P1030427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275814161023620898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd1BujJ1yI/AAAAAAAAA3U/j5mav2KkvTo/s320/P1030427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd1BYRo0XI/AAAAAAAAA3M/QxZQ-Oi-lSs/s1600-h/P1030460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275814155044573554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd1BYRo0XI/AAAAAAAAA3M/QxZQ-Oi-lSs/s320/P1030460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Morning call was supposed to be at 7am but they only called at 7.30am so &lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt; (except XL, Charissa, CY &amp;amp; I and the teachers) &lt;strong&gt;is late&lt;/strong&gt; for the 7.40am breakfast. It looked like we were the only group that &lt;strong&gt;did not depend on morning calls&lt;/strong&gt;. We set &lt;strong&gt;alarms&lt;/strong&gt; like at least 1 hour before everyday, because Charissa wants to bathe and because we're good people, haha. :D We had &lt;strong&gt;french fries&lt;/strong&gt; as a dish that day. Most tables &lt;strong&gt;left alot of food&lt;/strong&gt;, then everyone left except the 4 of us and Wu Dao because we already took down our luggages. We tried to finish the food (but of course we didn't), it was pretty sad to see the tour guide's expression whenever we leave alot of food. D: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We then set off for &lt;b&gt;Hualien&lt;/b&gt;! (I was very happy because I think that's where Yoga lived?) :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We first went to see the 水往上流 where water looked as if &lt;strong&gt;flowing upstream&lt;/strong&gt;. But it was just an &lt;strong&gt;optical illusion&lt;/strong&gt;, the stream is flowing downstream. It looks pretty really though. The garden there was very nice, &lt;strong&gt;flowers are pretty&lt;/strong&gt;. :D We also went to the &lt;strong&gt;Tropic of Cancer marker&lt;/strong&gt; and stood on the Tropic of Cancer! It was windy there too. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to some restaurant which was preparing for christmas already. That restaurant serves &lt;strong&gt;nice almond rolls!&lt;/strong&gt; And they serve pomelos (the real ones) for fruits. We also joked about 导游 and &lt;i&gt;dao you (soy sauce)&lt;/i&gt;. 导游 showed us a toothpick trick too and we were trying to learn but didn't succeed. ): &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had another long journey to &lt;strong&gt;Taroko Gorge&lt;/strong&gt;. On the way, 导游 played Jay Chou's songs. There were many &lt;strong&gt;man made tunnels&lt;/strong&gt; there. 导游 explained that many many years back, many people were hired to dig the tunnel in order to build a road, impressive. &lt;strong&gt;The road at the Gorge was scary&lt;/strong&gt;, it was narrow and there were many tour buses and the gorge is like deep and we're like high up and the road barriers are low. D: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was &lt;strong&gt;drizzling&lt;/strong&gt; at the Gorge. It was nice to see the real gorge apart from textbook. After that we went for toilet break and everyone ate icecream. I shared with the other 6 of them. We ate &lt;strong&gt;peanut flavoured icecream.&lt;/strong&gt; Cold weather eat cold icecream, nice! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to watch the &lt;strong&gt;Ah Mei Zu Dance&lt;/strong&gt; after that. They had alot of colourful costumes but some male dancers weren't very professional, you could tell that they're bored while dancing. Even 导游 said so. A few of them were dragged to dance with them. I was safe since we (Me, Steph &amp;amp; Bryan) were seated at the higher rows. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to eat dinner at a restaurant which I believe is a &lt;strong&gt;chain store&lt;/strong&gt; of the restaurant we ate lunch at. Because they also prepared for Christmas! (haha, no this is a lame reason) They serve the &lt;strong&gt;exact same almond rolls&lt;/strong&gt; (and pomelos)! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we went to settle at&lt;strong&gt; 中信大饭店&lt;/strong&gt;。&lt;u&gt;Hualien hualien. :D&lt;/u&gt; Haha, the hotel had &lt;strong&gt;gym, pool and stuff&lt;/strong&gt; but we didn't go in the end, many people &amp;amp; we're lazy. We went to the 7-eleven opposite the hotel, it was rather cold outside. &lt;strong&gt;Their 7-eleven receipts nicer than Singapore one!&lt;/strong&gt; I bought a plastic bag for &lt;strong&gt;NT$1&lt;/strong&gt; (I really needed it) and other people stuffed their things into my bag (because I was the only one who bought) and Steph kept offering to help me take but, &lt;u&gt;I really really really don't mind&lt;/u&gt; :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me and Jane went about taking &lt;strong&gt;pamphlets.&lt;/strong&gt; I took some Mayday &amp;amp; Cape No. 7 ones. Then the teachers came out &amp;amp; we went with them and walked further on to &lt;strong&gt;another 7-eleven&lt;/strong&gt;! Lol. then we saw some gangster-looking people and headed back. Bathed and stuff and I &lt;strong&gt;suddenly lost my voice&lt;/strong&gt;. Xin Lin laughed whenever I talked and I &lt;strong&gt;decided not to talk&lt;/strong&gt;, haha. (It's bad for my throat anyway) &lt;u&gt;I realised Ching Yee really know me very well that night.&lt;/u&gt; I hand-signed the night throughout. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we headed to Bryan &amp;amp; Vincent (and Timothy and Joseph)'s room to watch the &lt;strong&gt;赌鬼s in action.&lt;/strong&gt; They were &lt;strong&gt;just admiring the SIA poker cards&lt;/strong&gt; as they claimed. I shared &lt;strong&gt;牛肉泡面&lt;/strong&gt; with Fang Xian, got bored after awhile because I couldn't talk and XL, Charissa &amp;amp; I headed back to our rooms &amp;amp; fell asleep until Ching Yee came back. Haha. I couldn't remember who I slept with that night, but I know it's not Ching Yee. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 6 :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd1BP2ITpI/AAAAAAAAA3E/A2rLQH9iFoU/s1600-h/P1030578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275814152781713042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STd1BP2ITpI/AAAAAAAAA3E/A2rLQH9iFoU/s320/P1030578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STdxIJJkV-I/AAAAAAAAA28/fDz1vW_T84Y/s1600-h/P1030588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275809873196767202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STdxIJJkV-I/AAAAAAAAA28/fDz1vW_T84Y/s320/P1030588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STdxHqdHB1I/AAAAAAAAA20/UnXvayOvS68/s1600-h/P1030595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275809864957232978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STdxHqdHB1I/AAAAAAAAA20/UnXvayOvS68/s320/P1030595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STdxHahF-XI/AAAAAAAAA2s/pCh7LvhG0AU/s1600-h/P1030606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275809860678973810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STdxHahF-XI/AAAAAAAAA2s/pCh7LvhG0AU/s320/P1030606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STdxG8ZwAKI/AAAAAAAAA2k/2InwWQSB7rY/s1600-h/P1030611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275809852595110050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STdxG8ZwAKI/AAAAAAAAA2k/2InwWQSB7rY/s320/P1030611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STdxGsxZuOI/AAAAAAAAA2c/8C7jzyaZ8Og/s1600-h/P1030613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275809848399345890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STdxGsxZuOI/AAAAAAAAA2c/8C7jzyaZ8Og/s320/P1030613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;strong&gt; broke my silence&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning and my first sentence was: I &lt;strong&gt;cannot find my luggage lock&lt;/strong&gt;. I gave up finding it anyway, because I have a feeling it will not be left in the hotel room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to &lt;strong&gt;七星潭&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning, and saw the &lt;strong&gt;F16&lt;/strong&gt; (I supposed) planes at practice. The beach was &lt;strong&gt;grey&lt;/strong&gt; but beautiful. The whole shore is &lt;strong&gt;full of stones&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; everyone started stone-picking. The waves also very cool, very huge. We saw a &lt;strong&gt;puffer fish&lt;/strong&gt; washed upshore. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we were brought to a &lt;strong&gt;Muachee&lt;/strong&gt; shop to buy muachee. 导游 said Hualien is famous for it's muachee or something. After that we had a rather long journey before our toilet break and me, Xin Lin &amp;amp; Min Shan rushed to the toilet because we needed it badly. Min Shan said I was her 救命恩人 because I let her go into the toilet first. I think she and her friends very cute/funny! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Xin Lin went into the guys toilet because there was nobody inside already &amp;amp; she couldn't take it anymore. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We listened to &lt;strong&gt;海角七号 soundtrack&lt;/strong&gt; that Mr Ng bought, the songs very nice! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(I don't really remember that day's lunch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because we were all &lt;strong&gt;excited to go to the farm&lt;/strong&gt;! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We reached &lt;strong&gt;头城农场 in 宜兰&lt;/strong&gt; in the afternoon &amp;amp; we were each given a sticker that is not sticky. Our farm guide for that day was &lt;strong&gt;张老师&lt;/strong&gt;! An interesting, funny, jolly, lively man in his fifties or sixties. He was very funny and &lt;strong&gt;kept cracking lame jokes&lt;/strong&gt; and speaking English. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He said his english was be-lo-ken (broken) like (started singing a song) &lt;strong&gt;'morning has be-lo-ken~&lt;/strong&gt;' ! :D Then sweet potato was &lt;strong&gt;swee-te-potato&lt;/strong&gt;/shui-de-potato in english! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Funniest: Organic = 有机 = 有鸡 = &lt;strong&gt;Got chicken&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(He said, it's not organic, it's got chicken!) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to &lt;strong&gt;kiln sweet potato&lt;/strong&gt; first. &lt;strong&gt;Me, XL, CY, Charissa &amp;amp; Timothy&lt;/strong&gt; were one group. It was very hard to &lt;strong&gt;pile the stones&lt;/strong&gt; up to make the kiln. We were very happy to pile it up, hahah. Then we had to start a fire. Timothy &amp;amp; Charissa were very funny when they went to light fire with a piece of newspaper and ran to our kiln. &lt;strong&gt;It looked like they were carrying an Olympic torch.&lt;/strong&gt; Timothy almost burnt his hand (or he did) and I heard that Charissa fell and almost burnt her scarf. But our fire kept getting put out and 导游 &amp;amp; 张老师 came and helped us and finally it was big enough. We had to find bamboo pieces to dump it inside. And Xin Lin started to say bamboo = her, haha. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me and Charissa went out of the shelter to &lt;strong&gt;pick up stones and throw across/into the river flowing below.&lt;/strong&gt; Charissa started talking about &lt;strong&gt;her ideal farm life&lt;/strong&gt; and we &lt;strong&gt;kept adding stuff into it&lt;/strong&gt; and it sounded really really alluring and nice. And she say until I also want go live in a farm already. And she suddenly said, &lt;strong&gt;I'm serious about this leh&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha, she thought we were just joking. &lt;b&gt;Farm life is really really not bad. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While we were happily throwing stones, &lt;b&gt;our kiln collapsed&lt;/b&gt;. and Timothy was there. Haha, we &lt;strong&gt;blamed the ants&lt;/strong&gt; for making the kiln collapsed. Then 导游 &amp;amp; 张老师 were like, we help your light the fire until we sweat so much then your make the kiln collapse? Haha, but we were the first to bury our 地瓜 under the heated rocks. Then we covered the rocks with newspaper and cover the newspaper with the soil. In the end, &lt;strong&gt;the thing looks like a grave&lt;/strong&gt;. D: Then we had to find bamboo pieces to put somewhere and I said: &lt;strong&gt;I found 3 Xin Lin on the floor.&lt;/strong&gt; :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The entire place was &lt;strong&gt;damn smoky&lt;/strong&gt; and my eyes got very irritated. After burying our 地瓜, we went to experience the &lt;strong&gt;chopping of bamboo&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; Timothy caught it on video. &lt;strong&gt;It was, unglam.&lt;/strong&gt; D: We also played with the &lt;strong&gt;shovel, soil and rocks.&lt;/strong&gt; Then everyone was done and the girls got onto a &lt;strong&gt;pick-up truck&lt;/strong&gt; and headed to the dining area. &lt;b&gt;The pick-up truck ride was very fun!&lt;/b&gt; :D We reached the dining area first and the boys came down later and said they walked down and &lt;strong&gt;saw fireflies&lt;/strong&gt;. D: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had &lt;strong&gt;BBQ for dinner&lt;/strong&gt;, I didn't do any BBQ at all. There was too many people at the pit. Plus, Grace &amp;amp; I were helping Jane Cher with her 'drunkness'. We all drank &lt;strong&gt;a sip of grape wine&lt;/strong&gt;, very strong grape wine. It &lt;strong&gt;burns your throat&lt;/strong&gt;, seriously. But it was fine after awhile but Jane Cher was very sensitive to it and became slightly unwell. I also took the time to buy &lt;strong&gt;NT$20&lt;/strong&gt; (slightly lesser than $1) &lt;strong&gt;ahma slippers&lt;/strong&gt; for next day's activities. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we had the &lt;strong&gt;天灯making session&lt;/strong&gt;. I use to think the lantern was made of paper. And Timothy went with a few others to dig our 地瓜s out. Everyone wrote happily on the 天灯 and we were the last group to set it on fire. I mean, to light it. Everyone was happy to see their lanterns fly and everyone was like, &lt;strong&gt;please please fly fly fly!&lt;/strong&gt; Ours &lt;strong&gt;lost fire in mid air&lt;/strong&gt;, and came down I guessed. &lt;b&gt;But it means our wishes are coming true sooner! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The boys from the other school bought &lt;strong&gt;fire sparklers and fireworks&lt;/strong&gt; and started playing while we just watched. We also &lt;strong&gt;ate our 地瓜&lt;/strong&gt;. After that we &lt;strong&gt;watched more fireworks&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;ate more QQ balls (that thing damn Q)&lt;/strong&gt; and headed back to our rooms after arranging for a time to meet to &lt;strong&gt;watch sunrise the next day. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's no lift in our &lt;strong&gt;朝日楼&lt;/strong&gt; (and other accomodations) so we had to lugged our luggages. We couldn't help agreeing that the room gives us a &lt;strong&gt;very homely feeling&lt;/strong&gt; after stepping into our rooms. I was rather happy &amp;amp; felt at home, probably because it was the first place we are going to &lt;strong&gt;stay for 2 days&lt;/strong&gt;. But the &lt;strong&gt;tv was weird&lt;/strong&gt; so we didn't on tv throughout the night. It was also the first place to &lt;strong&gt;not have a bathtub&lt;/strong&gt;! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our shirts &amp;amp; jackets &lt;strong&gt;stinks terribly&lt;/strong&gt; and smells of smoke &amp;amp; we &lt;strong&gt;sprayed deodorant furiously&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;b&gt;My lock miraculously appeared on the bed, next to my bag after I flung my jacket around!&lt;/b&gt; No wonder, I felt something hard in my jacket pocket the whole day. Xin Lin was right, it &lt;strong&gt;appeared at the most retarded place&lt;/strong&gt;. We &lt;strong&gt;sat and talked&lt;/strong&gt; for alot that night, about siblings and stuff. And I was the last to bathe and it was about 12 plus am when I bathed. I shared the bed with Charissa that night. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 7 :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;(no photos, I was too busy enjoying myself) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We climbed up at &lt;strong&gt;4 plus&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning to &lt;strong&gt;watch sunrise&lt;/strong&gt;. We left Ching Yee in the room because she had a terrible headache. I felt bad about that. We wore &lt;strong&gt;thick clothings&lt;/strong&gt; because we thought it was going to be &lt;strong&gt;damn cold&lt;/strong&gt; since we'll be watching sunrise on a mountain. In the end we had to &lt;strong&gt;trek up the mountain and sweat alot&lt;/strong&gt;, damn hot. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We took a long walk up the mountain and &lt;strong&gt;we could not see the sunrise&lt;/strong&gt;! (Because there were no stars visible in the sky the night before). It was funny, Anderson had full attendance (except CY) while the other school only had 1 or 2. That's the difference between, boys and girls. We went back to the room to wake CY up and prepare ourselves. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had one pair of blue ahma slippers and Xin Lin had one pair of pink ahma slippers then we exchange one slipper each and wore &lt;strong&gt;one blue and one pink&lt;/strong&gt; one for the whole day. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we went down for breakfast, most people have finished theirs and headed back to room to sleep. We ate 地瓜粥 and there was this &lt;strong&gt;cute little pink pig running around&lt;/strong&gt;. But I was still scared of animals moving under/around my legs so me &amp;amp; XL kept&lt;strong&gt; raising our legs&lt;/strong&gt; whenever the pig came. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We played with bubbles after that. They had &lt;strong&gt;a basin of bubble water&lt;/strong&gt; at the side and the bubbles we created were huge and small as well. Very fun! :D Then we got our &lt;strong&gt;yellow ponchos&lt;/strong&gt; and headed for our very long &lt;strong&gt;Nature Walk in the drizzle&lt;/strong&gt;. The guide wasn't as interesting as 张老师 and I kept zonking off. We saw many plants and stuff. Then we went to see the chickens and went into their enclosure. It was scary to have so many chickens walking around you. Then we went to pluck some fruits to eat. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We also saw buffaloes and many &lt;strong&gt;cute ducks waddling across&lt;/strong&gt;. We went to feed mehmeh/goats too. &lt;strong&gt;Omg, the goats beady eyes damn scary&lt;/strong&gt;. They like stared at me with those most freaky eyes just because I was carrying some leaves or something. And I heard one goat pushed another goat away with alot of force just because Xin Lin was feeding it and it wanted food. D: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We also went to &lt;strong&gt;plant rice padi&lt;/strong&gt;. Stepping into the rice padi field barefooted was a weird feeling. The 'soil' was grey and we could feel hard little things poking our soles. Then we kept sinking into the soil and had to plant the rice padi in orderly panterns, it was quite hard for me to do it nicely. You know, &lt;strong&gt;there were tadpoles swimming in the field!&lt;/strong&gt; Then we went to wash our legs and feet in a stream. It was a nice experience. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we went to have a &lt;strong&gt;mini adventure&lt;/strong&gt; by getting down the rocks onto the river then climbing up again. Xin Lin and I agreed that long legs come in handy at times. The senior guys were &lt;strong&gt;really helpful&lt;/strong&gt; and nice while we were climbing up/down the rocks. On the other days they helped with the loading/unlaoding/carrying of luggages too. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that we went back to our room to wash up/clean up and headed down for lunch again. It was &lt;strong&gt;buffet style&lt;/strong&gt;, which was good because we won't waste as much food. I recalled saying &lt;strong&gt;"Thank you for everything"&lt;/strong&gt; after Xin Lin helped me take &lt;strong&gt;mango pudding &amp;amp; spoon&lt;/strong&gt; without me asking &amp;amp; they lol-ed because it sounded like the kind of thing that only lovers say, LOL. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to play with bubbles again or something then we had the &lt;strong&gt;汤圆/云吞 making session.&lt;/strong&gt; The 汤圆 we went are of different shapes one, I think I made 3 stars &amp;amp; I didn't know Charissa made one. Then the farm teacher went to &lt;u&gt;fry&lt;/u&gt; the 汤圆 and 云吞. Frying 汤圆 is definitely something new. The process was like frying popcorn, the result tasted/looked like &lt;strong&gt;popcorn&lt;/strong&gt; too! I remember eating 4 stars though I only made 3, in the end it turned out that &lt;strong&gt;I ate Charissa's one.&lt;/strong&gt; She was like, why you keep finding stars then I cannot find any? Oops, sorry Charissa. ): &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that we sat around while waiting for people to buy things at the shop. &lt;strong&gt;Xin Lin got very high suddenly and I high with her&lt;/strong&gt;, singing the 爱你爱到不怕死 and Xin Lin really really went very high and started singing, 'when you look me in the eyes, and tell me that you love me'. Funny times like this were common throughout the trip. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, we went to fish. &lt;strong&gt;Ching Yee made me touch the stinky bait because she refused to touch it&lt;/strong&gt;. we didn't catch any fish while &lt;strong&gt;FX, Steph and Jane caught one.&lt;/strong&gt; They were the first, it was damn funny, the process, we were all shocked. Me and CY swapped places after awhile and it rained and we took turns to carry the fishing rod and umbrella. Then we started to &lt;strong&gt;suan each other and squabble&lt;/strong&gt;, it was damn funny. We still didn't catch any fish and I remember laughing at a certain someone because of his attire/gesture. &lt;strong&gt;The bait kept dropping off the hook anyway. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We stopped fishing after awhile and went to do the &lt;strong&gt;bamboo handicrafts&lt;/strong&gt;. We made &lt;strong&gt;whistles and 竹蜻蜓&lt;/strong&gt; that didn't look anything like it. The whistle sounded like bird and it was tedious to make it because you must carve the wood unti lit's of the right size. Then we went to another area to take the &lt;strong&gt;ready-made cranes&lt;/strong&gt;. We also refer to some DIY book that taught us how to make some cute ornaments and everyone started making &lt;strong&gt;octopus!&lt;/strong&gt; And it was funny how everyone &lt;strong&gt;looked for the eye bits from the floor.&lt;/strong&gt; :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We headed back to our rooms to put our things and went down for dinner. &lt;strong&gt;The pig was out running again&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Charissa and Fang Xian hugged the pig and I heard Bryan hugged it and got kissed by it, lol.&lt;/b&gt; We bought some nice taiwan tees from the shop there and went back to the room again. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We came back down again wearing proper shoes because we heard there's going to be dancing. in the end it was some &lt;strong&gt;bamboo pole dancing thing.&lt;/strong&gt; I paired with Xin Lin. Then we had this group competition whereby &lt;strong&gt;three person had to walk on wooden clogs together, bursting the balloons on the floor, in relay format.&lt;/strong&gt; I teamed with Xin Lin and Grace at first, Cheryl for the second try. &lt;strong&gt;Our team won, and we got chopstick-looking pencils.&lt;/strong&gt; Then everyone receive pencil and bookmark with pressed leaves from the farm and wrote our reflections for the farm. Then we had our &lt;strong&gt;second debrief.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were allowed back to our rooms after the debrief and Xin Lin got called to &lt;strong&gt;learn to sing some songs from Shen Lao Shi,&lt;/strong&gt; along with some other people. We &lt;strong&gt;shifted the middle table away and joined our beds so we could sleep together&lt;/strong&gt;, haha. Then our door was opened and I think Timothy saw our room, which was in a mess and commented something which I cannot remember. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then after she came back and bathed, we went to Bryan's room to watch the &lt;strong&gt;赌鬼s in action (again)&lt;/strong&gt;. This time, I took my &lt;strong&gt;learning package&lt;/strong&gt; there, intending to write my reflections but yeah, ended up stoning in the end/watching tv. It was Charissa and Xin Lin's turn to eat their &lt;strong&gt;Pork Rib Cup Noodle&lt;/strong&gt;. Then we went to see the &lt;strong&gt;videos&lt;/strong&gt; that Vincent/Timothy they all took and I saw many unglam scenes of mine &lt;strong&gt;OMG.&lt;/strong&gt; Well, anyway. D: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went back to our room, leaving Ching Yee there. Then Xin Lin got very high and started singing, so I sang along with her and Charissa wanted to sleep and didn't sing along and said we were &lt;strong&gt;noisy,&lt;/strong&gt; lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 8 :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275806638063280226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STduL1Vo4GI/AAAAAAAAA2U/wRMT-qv_kMg/s320/P1030711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STduLVbO08I/AAAAAAAAA2M/SfHTBsm4A60/s1600-h/P1030737.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275806629496804290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STduLVbO08I/AAAAAAAAA2M/SfHTBsm4A60/s320/P1030737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STduLDn7WnI/AAAAAAAAA2E/mPpksXtWudA/s1600-h/P1030739.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275806624718215794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STduLDn7WnI/AAAAAAAAA2E/mPpksXtWudA/s320/P1030739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had to lug our luggages down and the &lt;strong&gt;weather reports said it was going to be cold at Taipei.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Xin Lin lent me her scarf, thanks! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning winds were damn strong&lt;/strong&gt; and we left the farm and set off for &lt;strong&gt;九份&lt;/strong&gt;. It was on the mountains. There were many shops there. I walked with &lt;strong&gt;Jane Cher&lt;/strong&gt; because we were slow and the others walked off already. Then we kept walking and &lt;strong&gt;didn't see any Andersonian at all&lt;/strong&gt; (but we saw alot of boys from that school) then we sort of freaked we walk the wrong way and I made Jane walk back with me but we still don't see any Andersonian on the way. In the end we walked back in again and saw some people in a shop. That shop was amazing, I spent &lt;strong&gt;NT$799&lt;/strong&gt; there I think. Sorry Jane for wasting your time then. ): &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We saw &lt;strong&gt;Mr Leong&lt;/strong&gt; there! He's pro, just came back from Japan then go Taiwan alr! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we headed to &lt;strong&gt;野柳&lt;/strong&gt;！吴导 talked about the orange uniforms of the workers there &amp;amp; how he used to wear once. We had good food at a good restaurant, there was &lt;strong&gt;abalone&lt;/strong&gt; (they said it was the real one!), &lt;strong&gt;lobster and crab&lt;/strong&gt;! Muahaha. :D I recall them saying the toilet there was disgusting/smelly. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we went to &lt;strong&gt;Yehliu Geological Park&lt;/strong&gt; which was damn pretty and windy. The stones, rocks, sea, plants there were very nice. The &lt;strong&gt;head of the Queen&lt;/strong&gt; looked rather real too. We took alot of photos there and the male toilet there was amusing! The door has &lt;strong&gt;horizontal holes&lt;/strong&gt; one, it was deliberate, the female toilet had the normal doors! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We then left for Taipei! We sang &lt;strong&gt;外婆的澎湖湾&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;关怀方式&lt;/strong&gt; (songs that Shen Lao Shi taught) on the bus and other karaoke songs! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we reached &lt;strong&gt;taipei&lt;/strong&gt; and it was really modern, the taiwan that we visualised. Taipei 101 came into sight. We went to the &lt;strong&gt;Eslite Bookstore&lt;/strong&gt; which has about &lt;strong&gt;6/8 floors in total&lt;/strong&gt;. We walked about on our own. Cheryl Low and I saw really &lt;strong&gt;nice pouches&lt;/strong&gt; and I almost wanted to buy and we spent about &lt;strong&gt;10 minutes or more&lt;/strong&gt; there discussing in English about whether it was worth buying because it was really expensive. I think we touched almost all the pouches there and in the end we never buy. &lt;b&gt;If I was the sales lady I might have explode of anger.&lt;/b&gt; Xin Lin and Ching Yee bought books. I saw alot of &lt;strong&gt;picture books&lt;/strong&gt; there which are damn cute. I shared one with Xin Lin, it was above life of people above 175cm or something. The things inside damn true. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sidetrack: Me and Xin Lin had people wondering why we grew so tall since we two don't eat vegetables. :/ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We then took a short bus ride to &lt;strong&gt;Taipei 101&lt;/strong&gt; but we didn't go up. We went to the &lt;strong&gt;5 floors of shops.&lt;/strong&gt; The shops there all &lt;strong&gt;high class&lt;/strong&gt; one, except Watsons, &lt;strong&gt;face masks were damn cheap&lt;/strong&gt;. We went to the 5th floor cos Charissa &amp;amp; I wanted to change money but the &lt;strong&gt;security guard was damn fierce&lt;/strong&gt; sia, said bank close already. Anyway we ran back to the gathering place, afraid to be late. (because late here means lesser shoppiong time at Shilin) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We then headed to ShiLin Night Market. The tour agency gave us &lt;strong&gt;NT$250 dollars of ang pao&lt;/strong&gt; for our dinner at ShiLin. The Ang Pao smells damn nice. The 7 of us tried &lt;strong&gt;大饼包小饼，棺材板，香肠，some strawberry ice and chicken kebab.&lt;/strong&gt; I like the first one, very crispy! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we went to shop. I didn't shop alot there. I went with Jane and kept talking &amp;amp; I kept hurrying her to walk faster, haha. One thing we couldn't get use there is &lt;strong&gt;saying sorry &amp;amp; excuse me in chinese&lt;/strong&gt;, so we always stone, haha. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then I went to buy 大饼包小饼 and warm pearl milk tea back again. Drink until damn full, lucky Charissa helped me finish all the pearls in the hotel. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Back on the bus everyone was exceptionally high!&lt;/b&gt; Charissa also, she was super high. Then me and Charissa did some lame thing like using our feet to shift a piece of paper/tissue, crumple it, lift it up and ask Jane to take it. It was pretty fun and funny when Charissa got all high. So the whole bus was exceptionally noisy on the way to the hotel, because we had been very bored/sleepy on the bus for the previous days. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to &lt;strong&gt;Hotel Regalees&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;every group stayed on a different floor.&lt;/strong&gt; So we range from &lt;strong&gt;6 floor to 13 floor.&lt;/strong&gt; But our &lt;strong&gt;unit number all the same&lt;/strong&gt;: 13. We found something there again but we were more calm after previous experience. We headed down to gather to wealk to nearby &lt;strong&gt;淡水夜市.&lt;/strong&gt; The Night Market was &lt;strong&gt;very quiet&lt;/strong&gt;, nobody one and most shops close already so we just kept walking and got back early. Watched more tv and &lt;strong&gt;wrote card for our tour guide&lt;/strong&gt;. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The hotel toilet was nice, no bathtub. :D We &lt;strong&gt;packed furiously&lt;/strong&gt; and were done in about an hour. Packing was actually quite fun. &lt;strong&gt;Most people didn't sleep that night.&lt;/strong&gt; The 赌鬼s went to do their thing &amp;amp; gather at some other room while Jane came over to our room &amp;amp; me, Charissa &amp;amp; XL stayed. I tried to do my reflections and completed one page of it, haha. We decided to stay awake and talk. Xin Lin fell asleep half way. So the remaining three of us &lt;strong&gt;talked more and crapped more&lt;/strong&gt; and I kept asking weird questions and we played some lame &lt;strong&gt;telepathy game&lt;/strong&gt; I invented because we realised we've got some telepathy. Then Charissa fell asleep. So I decide to catch a nap on the couch and fell asleep too. it was about 4 or 5 plus am then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 9 :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STduKQ2nxSI/AAAAAAAAA18/iXrnUoeQEKY/s1600-h/P1030749.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275806611089638690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STduKQ2nxSI/AAAAAAAAA18/iXrnUoeQEKY/s320/P1030749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275806605727237282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STduJ84IBKI/AAAAAAAAA10/9h7EJa5tewo/s320/P1030754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had breakfast on the &lt;strong&gt;18th floor&lt;/strong&gt; and left for the &lt;strong&gt;National Palace Museum&lt;/strong&gt;! That place was cool, because Museum then we're not supposed to be very noisy but there were many tour groups so they had &lt;strong&gt;ear phones&lt;/strong&gt; for the tourists so we can listen to our own tour guide very carefully! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;We saw jade that looked alot like 小白菜 and stone that looked alot like 扣肉! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There were many pottery and paintings &amp;amp; I learnt about &lt;strong&gt;this king who like to chop his stamp on everything.&lt;/strong&gt; Haha. I &lt;strong&gt;almost fell asleep standing&lt;/strong&gt; because didn't sleep much the night before. I think everyone else also, because our tour guide could tell? Then after that on the first floor, me. &lt;strong&gt;Charissa, Ching Yee and Bryan exchanged S$25 into NT money each.&lt;/strong&gt; Haha. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We then went to watch the &lt;strong&gt;Changing of Guards Ceremony&lt;/strong&gt; at the &lt;strong&gt;National Revoluntionary Martyrs' Shrine.&lt;/strong&gt; The way they marched was nice. We took another group photo with banner there, &lt;u&gt;I finally held the banner haha&lt;/u&gt;. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we went for lunch somewhere. We had &lt;b&gt;Pork Feast&lt;/b&gt; man, because &lt;strong&gt;everything like pork.&lt;/strong&gt; Then we kept linking Bryan with 山猪 (Shanzhu) because of his pig hugging incident. Then the 扣肉for the 扣肉包was like, alot of fats. Then I only ate the 包, haha. Then Bryan was taking the 扣肉 and said something that ended with F.A.T.S. (as in, he spelt it out) then Fang Xian the serious was like saying what's F.A.T.S. Then we were like, fats is fats? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Bryan said F.A.T.S stands for &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;riends &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;re &lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;otally &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;tupid. Then I said F.A.T.S stands for &lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;ind &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;ll &lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;he &lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;hanzhus and he laughed like shit. Okay, cannot so rude, he laughed like, totally crazy. Yeah. Weird huh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sidetrack: We had fun during the meals, popping our tissue. We even pop turn by turn. ;D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we went to &lt;strong&gt;西门町!&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think the streets there looked pretty somehow, very colourful, alot of shops. :D We did our final shopping there and I'm &lt;strong&gt;left with NT$100+ to bring back to Singapore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to &lt;strong&gt;Taoyuan Airport&lt;/strong&gt; after that and &lt;strong&gt;said goodbye to our driver &amp;amp; took photos with 吴导.&lt;/strong&gt; He was very nice! Then we headed back to Singapore then. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was pretty sad there was no 7-eleven inside for me to buy 泡面 to finish my NT currencies. ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the flight back home, some people slept. I watched a little bit of &lt;strong&gt;Kung Fu panda&lt;/strong&gt;. My stomach hurt terribly from &lt;strong&gt;vigorous coughing&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;b&gt;And I fell asleep after I gave up on my first attempt to finish my learning package.&lt;/b&gt; By the way, we had &lt;strong&gt;Haagen Diaz&lt;/strong&gt; ice cream.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then I woke up and decided to finish off my learning package. On the flight back, Xin Lin was like seated across the aisle from me and I saw her making &lt;strong&gt;sad faces&lt;/strong&gt; at me for a few times that day or ever since we saw the video. because that was my unglam scene in the video, quite funny though. Also don't know since when she started calling me meimei. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then an &lt;strong&gt;air stewardess&lt;/strong&gt; came to ask me about our learning packages&lt;/b&gt;. Apparently, most andersonians are writing on the plane and she asked me what I was writing and we talked abit. &lt;b&gt;She even squatted down to ask me questions and read my learning package.&lt;/b&gt; She said she was just curious and kept smiling at me. Ah I thought &lt;b&gt;she was very very nice, friendly, cute!&lt;/b&gt; :D &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then another SIA guy was also very funny when Fang Xian asked for poker cards, he kept acting stern and ask for her age and say we so young then play cards already. And Fang Xian said we just wanted to play UNO! That joker! :D Then the SIA guy said he thought we were going to prepare for IR.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The night view of Singapore from the window was not bad and my ears hurt. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;The feeling was sort of undescribe-able when everyone bade goodbye and waved and walked towards their family. ):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;POSTNOTE:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I REALLY MISS TAIWAN AND THE AWESOME GROUP OF PEOPLE WHOM I WENT WITH. THE SENIORS WERE ALL VERY NICE SO IT'S RATHER SAD THAT WE JUST GOT TO KNOW THEM AND THEY'RE LEAVING ALREADY. I MISS MY ROOMMATES TOO, ALL THE LAME AND HIGH AND NORMAL THINGS WE DID IN THE ROOM. I MISS OTHER SEC 3S TOO, IT WAS REALLY FUN TO HANG OUT TOGETHER. WELL, I MISS TAIWAN'S WEATHER AND TV SHOW AND OUR DOUBLE DECK TOUR BUS AND LUGGING OUR LUGGAGE EVERY NIGHT AND CALLING EACH OTHERS ROOM AT NIGHT AND VISITING ALL THE SMELLY SQUATTING TOILETS IN TAIWAN AND MANY OTHER THINGS. AND THE PHOTOGRAPHS THAT SOME OF THEM TOOK ARE VERY VERY NICE. :D I'M HAPPY I SIGNED UP FOR THE TRIP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whoa, I took many many hours to typed this, the time now is 9.22pm.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's worth it. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;tee double u yay. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-5252878676973957363?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/5252878676973957363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=5252878676973957363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5252878676973957363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5252878676973957363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/12/reasons-why-we-missed-taiwan-d.html' title='The reasons why we missed Taiwan :D'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/STeERvuv24I/AAAAAAAAA5c/Or0BYD5Hl1s/s72-c/P1020887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-8218265171830723067</id><published>2008-12-01T15:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:23:18.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAPE NO. 7 :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;海角七号还蛮好看的！:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/jelMQGH652/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/jelMQGH652/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/490U5tl/playlist/5hz1IWvC/cape_no_7_music_playlist/"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cape No. 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs very nice also. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly recommend the &lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt;, second, fourth &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;last&lt;/strong&gt; song! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;First song had me &amp;amp; Xin Lin crazy. ;D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;爱你爱到不怕死&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;但你若劈腿&lt;br /&gt;就去死一死！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the song name is &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;爱你爱到死&lt;/span&gt;, haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't watch this movie in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;It is a good thing because someone explained the culture in the movie to us, so we understand. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I'm not supposed to say anything else already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;nice movie, nice song, nice country, nice people, nice holiday. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-8218265171830723067?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/8218265171830723067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=8218265171830723067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8218265171830723067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8218265171830723067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/12/cape-no-7-d.html' title='CAPE NO. 7 :D'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-8269988596648167247</id><published>2008-12-01T12:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:05:03.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Body in Singapore, heart still flying back from Taiwan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M BACK FROM TAIWAN LIKE 3 DAYS AGO &amp;amp; I MISS TAIWAN (AND SOME PEOPLE WHO WENT) BADLY! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post(s) on the trip would definitely be available, if you're willing to wait. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;omg, taiwan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-8269988596648167247?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/8269988596648167247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=8269988596648167247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8269988596648167247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8269988596648167247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back-from-taiwan-like-3-days-ago-i.html' title='Body in Singapore, heart still flying back from Taiwan.'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-5218811637309502857</id><published>2008-11-20T11:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:18:54.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAIWAN TAIWAN :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm at the airport now! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be at the boarding gate now though. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;A super big thanks to those who came :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-5218811637309502857?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/5218811637309502857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=5218811637309502857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5218811637309502857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5218811637309502857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/11/taiwan-taiwan-d.html' title='TAIWAN TAIWAN :D'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-9162714337711282208</id><published>2008-11-19T17:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:38:06.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOING AWAY :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact #2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meina will be away from 20th to 28th November. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/MBVhN4YOK5/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/MBVhN4YOK5/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/4LSin9/music/JtryPEf0/luo_zhi_xiang_qing_lang_wen_hou_ge/"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Qing Lang  Wen Hou Ge - Luo Zhi Xiang 小豬&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmm, I think this song not bad. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll be in &lt;u&gt;Taiwan&lt;/u&gt; for &lt;b&gt;9 days&lt;/b&gt; from tomorrow onwards. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So don't assume I'm ignoring you because I don't reply your sms. :/ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Starhub has the cheapest prepaid roaming services.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I'm a Starhub customer. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't feel like switching to Singtel though I like the colour red,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think because, lime green is nicer? :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ain't happy today because I have to pack.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am happy today because I'm packing. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ironic huh. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ain't happy because packing's a chore, plus it brings a sense of uncertainty somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Am happy because packing can be quite fun, plus gives you a sense of anticipation. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, one major thing I'll be dreading about during the trip would be &lt;u&gt;Singapore TV Shows&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha, Channel 8 news reported that a survey shows that &lt;b&gt;computer is the number 1 item people can't live without &amp;amp; television is the second&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I LOVE MY TV MORE THOUGH I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT THE COM. ): &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last but not least,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hopefully, QJTHYJ will read this but I doubt so though ; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE FUN IN CHINA! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tee double u . tw . tee double u . tw . :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-9162714337711282208?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/9162714337711282208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=9162714337711282208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/9162714337711282208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/9162714337711282208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-fact-2-meina-will-be-away-from.html' title='GOING AWAY :D'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4199151270773475167</id><published>2008-11-15T20:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:26:32.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact #1&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meina likes small Watson plastic bags. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went jogging today at the track at &lt;b&gt;Buangkok Green Medical Park&lt;/b&gt;, aka previously named &lt;b&gt;Woodbridge Mental hospital&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I still think running cross-country is easier than 2.4km.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because many 400m rounds are depressing. ):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to jog with WenQi &amp;amp; her dad. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway WenQi lent me gloves. Thankyou! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I saw the photos she took during her school Japan trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;JAPAN IS NICE. :D&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People flying to Japan tonight have fun! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Welcome back people from Adelaide! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I decided I shall pack my luggage for Taiwan on 17th night (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I don't have the amount of required clothes they state there but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;it's just going to be air-con temperature right? (like everyone says)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway I hope all my chargers can accept Taiwan's 110 Volts at 60 Hertz. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I'm still sad that Hui Min &amp;amp; Nan Nan cannot go for the trip. Gah. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reply to tags, finally. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(shucks I don't know where I stopped.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yunjin:&lt;/strong&gt; i realised that my name always appear in your post when you want to quote something :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hmm, look at it as a good thing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JASMINE!(::&lt;/strong&gt; thanks thanks. we shall meet up soon! haha. n brothers are the same?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay. Yeah I realised. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QiJiN~*:&lt;/strong&gt; hoho i think tight jeans means skinny jeans XD and LOL to your reply tag xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah I think so too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yujia&lt;/strong&gt;: why you think of lin you jia D: mayday's song is so unique~ HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mayday's songs are super nice but Lin You Jia is like, :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jane cher(::&lt;/strong&gt; no one jeans is not tight(loose) HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;True, except the baggy kinds that some boys like to wear. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRERANA!:&lt;/strong&gt; I know which jeans are not tight! the baggy baggy ones! haha! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah! To think of it, it was Mr Ang's phrasing that was funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TINGHUI&lt;/strong&gt;: O.O 你的肚子果然是无底洞来的。佩服佩服&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I told you! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phyllis&lt;/strong&gt;: although i dread Os chi, i hope it comes faster COS THAT MEANS IT WILL GO AWAY FASTER HAHAH! JIAYOU ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It went away already! 10 days ago! Yay :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(now you should be on your way to Changi Airport.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QiJiN~*:&lt;/strong&gt; YAY THIRD I LOVE YOU! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;YAY I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU TOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yanru&lt;/strong&gt;: i always have to press a million buttons to find ur tagboard )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sorry for the inconvenience. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wenny(::&lt;/strong&gt; haha , at least your bro stands beside the door , mine stands behind behind me and i dont even know he's there until he asks me a qn .. freaking ... and good luck for Olevel MT (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks! I'm amazed/shocked how you know about my blog. Haha but it doesn't mean you are not welcomed. Tag more sia, haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JANE :D&lt;/strong&gt;: cant see again. later we will experts typing without knowing what we are typing. COOOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then you must thank me :D &amp;amp; cbox. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yunjin&lt;/strong&gt;: hahaha i can see what i'm typing! yay (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good for you then (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRERANA!:&lt;/strong&gt; I know why i couldn't see what i'm typing. coz i was using mozilla firefox. now i am using internet explorer then can see. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh cool, is Mozilla Firefox nice? The name alone sounds nicer than Internet Explorer. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRERANA&lt;/strong&gt;!: in mozilla firefoz, i think for the blue background, the font colour also turns blue that's why cannot see. that's why cannot see some alternate tags and what we're typing. haha. problem solved! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoho Prerana clever!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yunjin:&lt;/strong&gt; yay your tagboard is almost as dead as mine! wahahha anyway i don't know about the circle line thing haha. and i don't have luggage also! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I borrowed one already, I bet by now you should have borrowed/bought one? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phyllis&lt;/strong&gt;: why neh update??? TSKTSKTSK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Umm, (thinks of something), because I'm waiting for you to rush me. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nah, plain lazy. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;min&lt;/strong&gt;: updateee luhhh. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;okay, shall be a good girl &amp;amp; listen to grandma yong! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QiJiN~*:&lt;/strong&gt; heh. and i was so happy you posted. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whoa really. I'm happy that you were happy that I posted. :D YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yunjin&lt;/strong&gt;: knock knock. Meina you're not an idiot please! you're probably getting old and senile, and abit careless xD (okay i think this sounds worse than being an idiot but anyway..) :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I rather believe I'm dumb than think that I'm senile! Haha, oh now then I see the later part of the tag. Yeah anyway. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway I think really, quite alot of people want to go into Anderson.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 years ago I only thought of Xin Min &amp;amp; Anderson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I stepped into both schools &amp;amp; had two very very different feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I decided to become an Andersonian &amp;amp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt; I'm really happy I did!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;People who are blessed with good vocals should be all the more happy &amp;amp; contented with themselves for their entire lives.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4199151270773475167?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4199151270773475167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4199151270773475167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4199151270773475167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4199151270773475167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-fact-1-meina-likes-small-watson.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-863586312029018122</id><published>2008-11-13T13:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:00:45.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;Hello insects.&lt;br /&gt;Hello air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm bored.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you tell?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;u&gt;I'M IN LOVE WITH PAINT! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in the computer application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been using it to create many lame but nice (in my opinion) MSN display pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lame chat with Yong Hui Min on MSN too.&lt;br /&gt;Haha what to expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me + Yong Hui Min = Lame to the max. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun, since we're both bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268015603771026066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 58px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SRvAR838qpI/AAAAAAAAA1E/wCW3RTnAygg/s320/convo+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many people said our MSN nick is very very alike. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;haha cool (: So I shall deliberately not change it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Note: The order of the conversation is from bottom up. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it doesn't matter. I'm just posting for fun. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SRvARmFBzEI/AAAAAAAAA08/huFLj74TI6g/s1600-h/convo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268015597651872834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SRvARmFBzEI/AAAAAAAAA08/huFLj74TI6g/s320/convo+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SRvARVypA3I/AAAAAAAAA00/GIAEic18kCA/s1600-h/convo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268015593279783794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SRvARVypA3I/AAAAAAAAA00/GIAEic18kCA/s320/convo+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SRvARLbV27I/AAAAAAAAA0s/TadyO_5U_sU/s1600-h/convo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268015590497704882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SRvARLbV27I/AAAAAAAAA0s/TadyO_5U_sU/s320/convo+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SRvAQ8R9GcI/AAAAAAAAA0k/jgIlXbINNgs/s1600-h/convo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268015586431801794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SRvAQ8R9GcI/AAAAAAAAA0k/jgIlXbINNgs/s320/convo+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;You've wasted your time reading this post. Mei Na congratulates you. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;She is happy to help you get pass that boring one minute. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;May she find a way to get pass many boring minutes besides doing homework. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-863586312029018122?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/863586312029018122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=863586312029018122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/863586312029018122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/863586312029018122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SRvAR838qpI/AAAAAAAAA1E/wCW3RTnAygg/s72-c/convo+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-5895277186647388655</id><published>2008-10-21T18:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:38:27.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIN YOU JIA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The title is totally random, like me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard &lt;u&gt;Mayday&lt;/u&gt;'s song on Yu Jia's blog &amp;amp; i thought of &lt;u&gt;Lin You Jia&lt;/u&gt; &amp;amp; it's not like he sang this song before. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yujia&lt;/strong&gt;: yes i think there might be a prob when i type..hm.heh are you laughing at me with your last sentence of your post D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You mean the okto pronunciation? No lah, not laughing at you! I pronounce it like the way you did as well &amp;amp; I like it! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phyllis&lt;/strong&gt;: i BLOODY scared abt tmr can OMGZXZXZ :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, it's all over now isn't it? :/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jane cher&lt;/strong&gt;: i also finding luggage (refers to your to do list) YAH teachers are the one who stress us like crazy -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, luggage luggage luggage! I'm surprised you actually went to look at the to-do list, because I thought no one did. Haha, hope you find yours soon! i have not started looking for mine. ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yunjin&lt;/strong&gt;: lol i think i only know circle line got one station is called BISHAN lol. they should make the circle line go pass woodlands too! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is the circle line really in a shape of a circle? :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QiJiN~*:&lt;/strong&gt; HELLO: D lol cashew nut! thats cute! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah! Luckily, I didn't have the urge to eat her, lol. -.-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jane cher(::&lt;/strong&gt; i cant see what i typing again D: LOL high 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ooh, I think there's something wrong with my tagboard, haha but there's there nothing wrong with mine. :/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I have alot of things to blog about but I forgot what.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I ate alot alot of things yesterday, for no apparent reason, because I was neither over the moon nor emo. And my stomach was not full at all, oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate/drink (in order):&lt;br /&gt;- Seaweed chicken&lt;br /&gt;- Ham sandwich&lt;br /&gt;- Milo&lt;br /&gt;- Popcorn chicken&lt;br /&gt;- Grapes&lt;br /&gt;- 2 scoops of ice cream&lt;br /&gt;- Chicken on stick&lt;br /&gt;- 4piece Kit Kat&lt;br /&gt;- Milo Ice cream&lt;br /&gt;- Ferrero Rocher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am/was talking to Yun Jin online now/just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She quoted me a line from taiwanese drama, &lt;u&gt;Hot Shot&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“通常越厉害的人，越反常。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word to describe: &lt;b&gt;TRUE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Be-Yourself-Day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;One query: &lt;b&gt;How many people have jeans that are not tight?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like the way the ocean just can't control.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-5895277186647388655?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/5895277186647388655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=5895277186647388655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5895277186647388655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5895277186647388655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/10/lin-you-jia.html' title='LIN YOU JIA.'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-6419349056254047292</id><published>2008-10-19T12:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:19:20.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;My mind has been pretty blank&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is still pretty blank. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the post-exam syndrome or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I'm really regretting not cherishing my Secondary 2 year. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this Nov-Dec holiday would be a big big &lt;b&gt;thumbs down&lt;/b&gt;. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean we can't do anything to make it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just need to think of something great right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about everyone else but I'm like &lt;b&gt;DREADING&lt;/b&gt; the O-Level SPA &amp;amp; Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;And tomorrow.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess everyone's pretty anxious over the failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You know I'm damn freaking worried I would fail English &amp;amp; get retained.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Repeating Secondary 3 all over again&lt;/b&gt; with people you don't know is a horrifying prospect. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BROTHER IS FREAKING INVADING MY PRIVACY. ):&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stands by the door, reads my MSN conversation &amp;amp; watches everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I've got nothing to hide but isn't it horrible when you're at the dining table and your brother regurgitates what you &amp;amp; your friends talked about that you probably think your parents won't want to know. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my nephew's 1 year old party yesterday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;HE'S CUTE! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my new-born 1 month &amp;amp; 1 week baby cousin is cute too. (:&lt;br /&gt;She reminds me of a &lt;strong&gt;cashew nut&lt;/strong&gt; when she sleeps. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way. do you know that one station of the MRT Circle Line would be named Cashew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You probably do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I gained further insights on how to please a kid yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know they can be made happy by playing with balloons, like throwing them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you something cool &amp;amp; totally random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;On thursday, we were given Chemistry &amp;amp; Chinese worksheets. My Ammonia &amp;amp; Cloze Passage worksheets &lt;b&gt;both have a blank page 5&lt;/b&gt;. And i think other people have complete sets. o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to respond to tags. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phyllis&lt;/strong&gt;: hahaha, at last reply TSKTSKTSK! i got a job at SUBWAY :) cool right HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, at last reply. Subway, cool lah. Haha, remember don't finish their food ah! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yunjin&lt;/strong&gt;: i didn't know i was so freaky :O and how could you criticise me on your blog? D: nah just kidding xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, I'm not critiscising you lah. Haha. Must be honoured that I typed so much about you! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;min&lt;/strong&gt;: ya lor. laggerrr, penang was like what, months ago ;DD hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not lag, is procrastinate can! Haha. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yujia&lt;/strong&gt;: o.o meina i cant see what im typing. SMILERS RAWK :DD WAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why can't you see what you typing uh? i think there's something wrong with my tagboard when you tagged. ): Yeah I think it rocks too, though I have not watched it. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TINGHUI&lt;/strong&gt;: haha i suggested to her to shout your name xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh you clever, ask her to shout you don't shout! haha. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QiJiN~*:&lt;/strong&gt; HAPPY 200th! ;D thats... alot? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Haha, thanks. I think that's alot to you, because, you don't blog. Haha, not that you have a blog. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nuramira&lt;/strong&gt;: hi Meina! :D archery was awesome lahh, lol. anw, happy 200th post! xD haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hello! It's not bad lah, but $3 for an arrow, is a little expensive. Thanks! (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh something about archery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit the yellow part at the last try! (: Haha, before that it was like all white parts.&lt;br /&gt;But when I let go, my hand hit my teeth, pain eh. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRERANA!:&lt;/strong&gt; HELLO MEINA! :D PD damn funny today. lol. though a bit bad to make fun of people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HELLO. :D Yeah I feel bad. ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRERANA!:&lt;/strong&gt; haha, bte, i cna't see anything that i'm typing. haha. but i love blue! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I like blue too. (: Hmm, why you can't see uh?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JASMINE!:&lt;/strong&gt; LOLS. bac already. anw, link me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah relinked. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sylvia&lt;/strong&gt;: OMG you have no idea how much I love that spongebob FUN song. xD Yeah, the last line HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I really do have no idea how much you love that song. I think it's cute! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Kids Central becomes Okto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll miss Kids Central. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's funny how most of us pronounce Okto as &lt;b&gt;'o-kay/kee-toh'&lt;/b&gt; instead of 'oct-toh'. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think Disney is cool. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-6419349056254047292?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/6419349056254047292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=6419349056254047292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6419349056254047292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6419349056254047292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/10/blank.html' title='Blank.'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4640500553826440933</id><published>2008-10-14T13:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T14:43:16.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200.</title><content type='html'>Hello people, this is my 200th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, like very pathetic lor, heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;But it's not too bad for someone who doesn't blog often.&lt;br /&gt;And someone who posts long posts. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very happy now because I just found out that Hui Min got kicked out of the Taiwan Trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just because a teacher pulled out. D:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't they just find one more teacher? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, school's starting tomorrow again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not looking forward to archery. Like really. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway a random jump in topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the 20+ % (or is it not?) rise in electricity cost is going to be horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Considering I used the computer from 7.30 - 10.30am, listened to radio from 12 - 2pm, watched television from 2 - 6.30pm, listened to radio from 7 - 8pm, watched television from 8 - 10.30pm yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;我要省，省，省。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, &lt;i&gt;drag mother go Shop &amp;amp; Save&lt;/i&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I never liked Shop &amp;amp; Save.&lt;br /&gt;I secretly think it's &lt;b&gt;because the shade of yellow they use is weird&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLY TO TAGS, FINALLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TINGHUI&lt;/strong&gt;: the singapore flyer looks like it moves very slowly xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It does move very slowly. ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;min&lt;/strong&gt;: booo! yea lor pri sch concert no standard one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, I wonder how childish we used to be. /:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sylvia&lt;/strong&gt;: HELLO HELLO. i think he quit his parttime job. ): that's not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Haha, turns out he didn't quit. Good thing. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QiJIN~*&lt;/strong&gt; : ooh. i think you're really psychic. you should practise more :D i look forward to seeing you bend spoons. and you make me want to drink milo now. i shall :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bending spoons is no longer special, I shall, umm, eh, ahhh, ermm, bend knives? D:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QiJIN~*:&lt;/strong&gt; and, is barney a tyrannosaurus? i heard he EATS children. ooooh. (by this i mean, OoOoOoHH~) xD you know what i mean, OoOh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Haha, you damn high eh. :D I don't know about Barney, don't bother. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yunjin&lt;/strong&gt;: milo and spoon got link ah? :/ and yeah the singapore flyer is so damn slow it doesn't feel like it's moving :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have link. Because you need a spoon to stir milo. :D Yeah, you can't feel it moving at times. So for a few times I stared at the wheel thing &amp;amp; was like asking, did it just stop?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nuramira&lt;/strong&gt;: heyyo, relink me please :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, I will. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wenying&lt;/strong&gt;: hahas ! pokemons are funny xD wow u've been on the flyer !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, pokemon. :D My classmates like all crazy playing pokemon games, haha. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wenying&lt;/strong&gt;: think my mom's gona bring us there soon she bought the tickets but aiya u said there's a lotta constructions X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, but it'll be an experience. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wenying&lt;/strong&gt;: and btw, the photos u took are nice !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;becca&lt;/strong&gt;: zomg, when is hist due? lol[: was bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Paiseh now then reply. Well ,who cares about history, for now? :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phyllis&lt;/strong&gt;: the marina barrage is PRETTYFUL :D hahaha. nice pictures! n yes, i didnt noe it was marina barrage :( didnt pay attention tsk LOL! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think if I was sitting next to you in class then, I wouldn't know what is Marina Barrage too. ;D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jane cher&lt;/strong&gt;: POPULAR DEMAND WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Popular demand! Ohmygosh, this always cracks me up. Lol, Woo! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fangxian&lt;/strong&gt;: u got on it for so cheap price? wah. anyway the barney look farney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Exactly, I was thinking the b&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;arney&lt;/span&gt; looks f&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;arney&lt;/span&gt; that's why i took a photo of it, haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TINGHUI&lt;/strong&gt;: yay goodluck for your exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A belated thanks. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;min&lt;/strong&gt;: lol why evryone privatising their blog? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That was just a random thought of mine, I think because privatising means you can rant about anything &amp;amp; most importantly, anyone. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QiJiN~*:&lt;/strong&gt; lol you can don't blog for so long :D i also can :D (not that i HAVE a blog) xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, you weird girl! Haha, of course I can don't blog for very long. :D Because I'm lazy. No wonder my fingers suddenly look fat. Hoho. Lack of finger exercises. ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRERANA!:&lt;/strong&gt; i agree! singapore flyer damn ex. night view is okay bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Super expensive. ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yunjin&lt;/strong&gt;: you can start blogging already because exams are over! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah am starting. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TINGHUI&lt;/strong&gt;: ITS OVER ITS OVER! and yes, start blogging :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Over over over! Am over the moon man. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;becca&lt;/strong&gt;: ahhh, it's over! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Woohoo! :D :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phyllis&lt;/strong&gt;: OVER LIAO, UPDATE UPDATEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Am updating. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JASMINE!:&lt;/strong&gt; hello! im back in action! hope u're doing fine(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, my life is still not too bad. :D You M.I.A damn long can.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jane cher(::&lt;/strong&gt; hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hello~! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sylvia&lt;/strong&gt;: I havent been downloading songs for a longlong awhile. ): AND I LIKE READING YOUR POSTS. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;THANK YOU :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yunjin&lt;/strong&gt;: i also very long never download songs le hehe. why don't you send me? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Haha, well I guess it's only right of me to share my songs with my encouraging friend right? Haha, sure. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QiJiN~*:&lt;/strong&gt; oooh oooh nice quiz! i think the you will cry when you see maple leaves is DAMN FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good thing I quit Maple Story a long long time ago. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;min&lt;/strong&gt;: i agree with sylvia! cause i think ur font colours are like damn nice! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I also think my font colours damn nice! Is the person set one, So I always underline &amp;amp; bold my words. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yanru&lt;/strong&gt;: hello meina! finally linked you after so long... forgt sry! x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hello! It's okay lah, I don't mind at all. (: I also very long never tag you. ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly have a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;I ought to post my Penang photos already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prevent Hui Min from waiting till her hair turns white.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I already uploaded it's only the words.&lt;br /&gt;But, dang, it has been quite a while since the trip so I don't remember the small details anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 HORRIBLE, HUGE BIRDS ATE MY BREAKFAST!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall end the posts with 2 dialogues I suddenly remember.&lt;br /&gt;This time they're not random! They're linked to what I typed just now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;After a long time of waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Yun Jin: 我们等你们等到我头发都白了！&lt;br /&gt;Me: 那我肯定是色盲了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day was thursday, we were going to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;I was busily discussing something with CY, N &amp;amp; HM so was 'late'&lt;br /&gt;Then when a huge group of people from 3/1 &amp;amp; other people in 3/1 left the class and down the stairs, I heard a &lt;b&gt;faint but still loud ‘妹娜’in Yun Jin's voice&lt;/b&gt;, then I &lt;b&gt;turned around and didn't see anyone lor&lt;/b&gt;. Then was slightly freaked, then I think she shouted again then I looked downstairs, she was there shouting.&lt;br /&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个女的，声音也够大声的。&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Loud doesn't mean it's not good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's freaky.&lt;br /&gt;When I was replying to QJ's tag just now, she came online.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am typing about YJ, she came online too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in school, after handing in some things to Mdm Neo with Stephanie, I was talking about Shen Lao Shi, then she appeared instantly also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialogue 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;After I narrated something that happened in the past,&lt;br /&gt;Yun Jin: I think Mei Na always can remember all the small small details lor.&lt;br /&gt;QiJin: Yah. Too bad she got A.D.D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after typing this I realised it might not look very funny.&lt;br /&gt;But it was funny then. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.D.D = Attention Deficit Disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I claimed I have that.&lt;br /&gt;Minor one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true.&lt;br /&gt;I always talk to QJ about something and never finish and turn to another topic.&lt;br /&gt;So now she believes I got A.D.D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Phelps used to have it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4640500553826440933?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4640500553826440933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4640500553826440933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4640500553826440933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4640500553826440933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/10/200.html' title='200.'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4717538321154150222</id><published>2008-10-13T08:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:38:57.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>对阿对阿。</title><content type='html'>对阿对阿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me, I'm just a &lt;u&gt;little&lt;/u&gt; high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, I wonder what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;I went to download &lt;u&gt;Hannah Montana's Best of Both Worlds&lt;/u&gt; just now. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, went to watch &lt;b&gt;Connected&lt;/b&gt; last thursday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh it was &lt;u&gt;scary, SUPER FUNNY &amp;amp; a little touching at the same time&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super super super funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because we haven't had a laugh since exams started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still think it's very funny. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自High again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall do this quiz, because I'm a little deprived of self-entertainment currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PART 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does the world see me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;倔强 - 五月天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the world see me as obstinate &amp;amp; stubborn?&lt;br /&gt;That's something new. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和我最后倔强，握紧双手绝对不放。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will I have a happy life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的，那不是爱情 - 张韶涵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it mean I can lead a happy life by telling people what they're experiencing is not love?&lt;br /&gt;Hoho. That's mean. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do people really think of me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的纪念日 - 范范&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;纪念 means remember. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心中的日月 - 王力宏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only comment is that, I like this song alot alot! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of Both Worlds - Hannah Montana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make myself happy, by being another person so I'll have 2 worlds.&lt;br /&gt;Or, I'll have to "get the limo out front, hottest styles, every shoe, every colour"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What should I do with my life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不会爱 - 飞轮海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, I should learn how to love people? /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will I ever have children?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我怀念的- 孙燕姿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is some good advice for me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever Love - Wang Li Hom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First you tell me, I don't know how to love, now you tell me forever love. o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do I think my current theme song is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria - 200 Pounds Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Ave Maria, strong against violent waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, this song is my ringtone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does everyone else think my current theme song is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Love - Goong soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, all korean songs. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone else is wrong. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song will play at my funeral?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;飞鱼 - 苏打绿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是谁说 生活生来就要活&lt;br /&gt;是谁说 难过还一定要过&lt;br /&gt;是谁说 歌曲必须写前奏&lt;br /&gt;冲破极限想寻找什么&lt;br /&gt;一定找得到没有过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;尽管痛苦麻痹还是那么多&lt;br /&gt;天空就算不蓝或许还有彩虹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What type of men/women do you like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那首歌- 林宥嘉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes I like Yoga! Lol. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is my day going to be like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果的事 - 张韶涵 &amp;amp; 范范&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my day is going to be filled with alot of 'maybe's.&lt;br /&gt;Shall see, I'm going out later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why am I here?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼 - 林宥嘉 版本&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to listen to Yoga's song. :D&lt;br /&gt;Or, I'm someone's eye/window to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will people remember me for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;洋葱 - 杨宗纬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will remember me for making them cry, because I'm an 'onion'. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song will I get stuck in my head tomorrow?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无辜 - 曹格&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure it won't get stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the tune, lol. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are there people outside waiting to take me away?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不想忘记你 - 郭静&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably, because they don't want to forget me. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will this year be all about?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;陪我歌唱 - 苏打绿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year will be about me forcing other people to sing with me, cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Part 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Opening credits:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小手拉大手- 梁静茹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waking up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;宇宙小姐 - S.H.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confirm wake up one. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First day of High School:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live - Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I lived through secondary school, that's why I can go into high school. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falling in love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;来不及 - Hebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to fall in love? Lol. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fight song:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唯一 - 王力宏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting will be the only thing on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breaking up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;鬼混 - 小鬼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会很有骨气的！:D&lt;br /&gt;So I won't be saddened by the break up, and I'll heck care my bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prom:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;期待爱 - 林俊杰，金莎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be awaiting love at the prom. o.o&lt;br /&gt;Sounds pathetic though, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恶作剧 - 王蓝茵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life will be all about pranks. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mental breakdown:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;枫 - 周杰伦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll break down when I see maple leaves. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Driving:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早安，晨之美！- 卢广仲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对阿对阿，对阿对阿！&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I'll be very high when I'm driving. :D&lt;br /&gt;And I'll probably drive to some breakfast/toast shop. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flashback:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;牵牵牵手 - 吴克群&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start recalling all the times I held hands with people.&lt;br /&gt;Then my flashback would be very very long. :D&lt;br /&gt;then it wouldn't be a &lt;i&gt;flash&lt;/i&gt;back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Getting back together:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱到 - 飞轮海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh, of course I must like the person to get back together. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wedding:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱来过 - SHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, love &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; here, but it is now not? Ironical! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birth of child:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下一个天亮 - 郭静&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My child will be born at dawn. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final battle:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star/Byul - 200 Pounds Beauty Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it'll be a sad one? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think this quiz is random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be off to play games. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4717538321154150222?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4717538321154150222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4717538321154150222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4717538321154150222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4717538321154150222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='对阿对阿。'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-7429109186240698171</id><published>2008-10-09T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:38:02.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY HIATUS ENDS TODAY. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'm going to say, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mass conversations.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-7429109186240698171?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/7429109186240698171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=7429109186240698171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7429109186240698171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7429109186240698171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-hiatus-ends-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-8347775817757219495</id><published>2008-09-06T17:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:09:08.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus. ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOTICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blogger will be &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;inactive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for a period of &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1 month &amp;amp; 4 days&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, you &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;need not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;check back here until you've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;finish your exams&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because I won't be doing so as well. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good luck for your exams though,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;if you don't want it, give it to me, thanks. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;However&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;non-urgent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tags are very welcomed to be left. :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmm, I feel like privatising my blog. B-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-8347775817757219495?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/8347775817757219495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=8347775817757219495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8347775817757219495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8347775817757219495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/09/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus. ):'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-6431976018770196553</id><published>2008-08-31T13:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:21:46.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flyer. :D</title><content type='html'>Hello people. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the &lt;strong&gt;Singapore Flyer&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I got on it, for a &lt;i&gt;very very discounted price&lt;/i&gt; which is like a little less than the cost of &lt;u&gt;4 cups of Oreo Snow Blend&lt;/u&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my dad's company's &lt;u&gt;family day&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, my expectations of the Singapore Flyer was much much higher. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, it would only fascinate foreign tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpUKOhrtxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/LcPODG5y-Bs/s1600-h/P1020718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240593651073791762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpUKOhrtxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/LcPODG5y-Bs/s320/P1020718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpUKDjZ_iI/AAAAAAAAAqI/H7PgrfZSMzg/s1600-h/P1020719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240593648128228898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpUKDjZ_iI/AAAAAAAAAqI/H7PgrfZSMzg/s320/P1020719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpUKRxStJI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/d-2bsUnKBMA/s1600-h/P1020725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240593651944567954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpUKRxStJI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/d-2bsUnKBMA/s320/P1020725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some weird Barney the company hired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think my dad remembered wrongly, he actually said that I used to 崇拜 this purple dinosaur when I was young. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But from what I remembered, &lt;i&gt;I hated Barney since young&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Simply can't stand D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpUKuRy5yI/AAAAAAAAAqY/tlOEonscBtU/s1600-h/P1020735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240593659597088546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpUKuRy5yI/AAAAAAAAAqY/tlOEonscBtU/s320/P1020735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpULSwI0aI/AAAAAAAAAqg/e-YcD7yabBo/s1600-h/P1020736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240593669388030370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpULSwI0aI/AAAAAAAAAqg/e-YcD7yabBo/s320/P1020736.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Everyone's waiting to board the flyer. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpNhuyCz1I/AAAAAAAAApY/cNW7vRAiYjA/s1600-h/P1020742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240586358287945554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpNhuyCz1I/AAAAAAAAApY/cNW7vRAiYjA/s320/P1020742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's somewhat like the passage you walk through before boarding a plane. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpNiMOC7bI/AAAAAAAAApg/HAQMooext1g/s1600-h/P1020746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240586366190022066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpNiMOC7bI/AAAAAAAAApg/HAQMooext1g/s320/P1020746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpNiK45bcI/AAAAAAAAApo/iudAWB1mpWA/s1600-h/P1020825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240586365832883650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpNiK45bcI/AAAAAAAAApo/iudAWB1mpWA/s320/P1020825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The capsule. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like the cable car, the wheel is forever moving, very slowly though, then you have to quickly get into the capsule. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below would be the view from within the capsule. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpNiYwHpTI/AAAAAAAAApw/3IKRb7KII5w/s1600-h/P1020750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240586369554162994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpNiYwHpTI/AAAAAAAAApw/3IKRb7KII5w/s320/P1020750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpNiiyhGSI/AAAAAAAAAp4/CUXZmwesyFo/s1600-h/P1020759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240586372248574242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpNiiyhGSI/AAAAAAAAAp4/CUXZmwesyFo/s320/P1020759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I zoom zoom zoom the camera to capture the view of the &lt;u&gt;National Stadium&lt;/u&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpI4WIt0cI/AAAAAAAAAow/HNOMOXCn9w4/s1600-h/P1020765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240581249251004866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpI4WIt0cI/AAAAAAAAAow/HNOMOXCn9w4/s320/P1020765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cool &lt;u&gt;F1 Night Race&lt;/u&gt; audience seats &amp;amp; track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpI4ndLdTI/AAAAAAAAAo4/9ESxQSNU5Y4/s1600-h/P1020769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240581253900236082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpI4ndLdTI/AAAAAAAAAo4/9ESxQSNU5Y4/s320/P1020769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpI4saqRAI/AAAAAAAAApA/QdlxHXrytCI/s1600-h/P1020777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240581255231849474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpI4saqRAI/AAAAAAAAApA/QdlxHXrytCI/s320/P1020777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That would be the &lt;u&gt;highest point&lt;/u&gt;, the most happy part of the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's like &lt;b&gt;165m tall&lt;/b&gt;. About 100 times taller than an average teenager? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpI4-GLJfI/AAAAAAAAApI/5oYz1qGmoeY/s1600-h/P1020783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240581259977762290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpI4-GLJfI/AAAAAAAAApI/5oYz1qGmoeY/s320/P1020783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture taken when we're at the &lt;strong&gt;highest point&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Marina Bay. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpI5NxYPVI/AAAAAAAAApQ/nBpcndsadE4/s1600-h/P1020788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240581264185507154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpI5NxYPVI/AAAAAAAAApQ/nBpcndsadE4/s320/P1020788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpDtPY99FI/AAAAAAAAAoI/hiM0X1Q2Hbw/s1600-h/P1020789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240575560903423058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpDtPY99FI/AAAAAAAAAoI/hiM0X1Q2Hbw/s320/P1020789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpDtXpPTGI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/9UQXw6uTyHE/s1600-h/P1020792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240575563119152226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpDtXpPTGI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/9UQXw6uTyHE/s320/P1020792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's the &lt;u&gt;Marina Barrage&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what it is, you did not pay attention during geography lessons. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpDtn-a3pI/AAAAAAAAAoY/kDt2vg5N9zI/s1600-h/P1020797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240575567502958226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpDtn-a3pI/AAAAAAAAAoY/kDt2vg5N9zI/s320/P1020797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpDt3C9EFI/AAAAAAAAAog/ZPraxTVII7I/s1600-h/P1020798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240575571548508242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpDt3C9EFI/AAAAAAAAAog/ZPraxTVII7I/s320/P1020798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View from high up, from door of capsule.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpDuGkVy9I/AAAAAAAAAoo/5Q8Lmd4ZIMU/s1600-h/P1020799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240575575715072978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpDuGkVy9I/AAAAAAAAAoo/5Q8Lmd4ZIMU/s320/P1020799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo6VBfM3QI/AAAAAAAAAng/P_6LFDDbwwA/s1600-h/P1020804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240565249249959170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo6VBfM3QI/AAAAAAAAAng/P_6LFDDbwwA/s320/P1020804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Integrated resort&lt;/u&gt; in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet the view would be&lt;strong&gt; much much nicer few years later&lt;/strong&gt; when work is completed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo6VY-vPcI/AAAAAAAAAno/m312oA-pWK0/s1600-h/P1020805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240565255556251074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo6VY-vPcI/AAAAAAAAAno/m312oA-pWK0/s320/P1020805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo6VpMt3JI/AAAAAAAAAnw/05SvPxa6L6s/s1600-h/P1020806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240565259909848210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo6VpMt3JI/AAAAAAAAAnw/05SvPxa6L6s/s320/P1020806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo6V0BwP0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/KcZxohgi1U8/s1600-h/P1020813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240565262816657218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo6V0BwP0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/KcZxohgi1U8/s320/P1020813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Milo truck! :D&lt;/u&gt; The company hired one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo6WEoRuWI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ZBau36T32eg/s1600-h/P1020819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240565267273202018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo6WEoRuWI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ZBau36T32eg/s320/P1020819.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My parents think this looks real but note that this is just a &lt;u&gt;model of the future IR&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is found when the capsule reaches the bottom of the flyer. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo2hPYx56I/AAAAAAAAAm4/Q2794bIvUKo/s1600-h/P1020821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240561061093042082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo2hPYx56I/AAAAAAAAAm4/Q2794bIvUKo/s320/P1020821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo2hA0sNvI/AAAAAAAAAnA/xsZnSqnXEQk/s1600-h/P1020826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240561057183577842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo2hA0sNvI/AAAAAAAAAnA/xsZnSqnXEQk/s320/P1020826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks like a &lt;i&gt;roller coaster track&lt;/i&gt; to me. Haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you think any roller coaster would have enough gravitational potential energy to go up this track? :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo2haowdWI/AAAAAAAAAnI/vFA2DHB4vl4/s1600-h/P1020835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240561064112846178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo2haowdWI/AAAAAAAAAnI/vFA2DHB4vl4/s320/P1020835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo2h6qpR4I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ukg4SSc-JAg/s1600-h/P1020836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240561072710698882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo2h6qpR4I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ukg4SSc-JAg/s320/P1020836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo2h2IWFkI/AAAAAAAAAnY/MjNEET71eKA/s1600-h/P1020838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240561071493092930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLo2h2IWFkI/AAAAAAAAAnY/MjNEET71eKA/s320/P1020838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the nicer photos I picked out from all the photos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My conclusion(s) by the end of the ride:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- $22 plus is &lt;i&gt;a little too much&lt;/i&gt; to pay for the ride if you're a Singaporean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Deserve to be called a tourist attraction because many 'classic' Singapore buildings can be seen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;All the construction spoil the whole scenery. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I missed out on alot of buildings, because was busy taking photos &amp;amp; didn't look at the brochure, the ride was somehow wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;If you want to go on it, maybe wait a few years later when Marina Barrage, Marina Gardens &amp;amp; IR is completed, view would be very much nicer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Night view would be nicer than day view.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By anyway, at least I've been on it. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway here's a view of the amusing Blogthings I did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/mountain.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a great communicator. You have a real way with words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're never at a loss to explain what you mean or how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People find it easy to empathize with you, no matter what your situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're up, you make everyone happy. But when you're down, everyone suffers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you're up, you make everyone happy. &lt;i&gt;But when you're down, everyone suffers.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha. How true. (: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 0% Weird&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're totally, completely normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's pretty darn weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you find it funny? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm not 0% weird, just that something got wrong with the connection &amp;amp; I refreshed the page &amp;amp; they showed the wrong result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I'm very weird, as I always claimed. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is a correct timing for everything.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-6431976018770196553?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/6431976018770196553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=6431976018770196553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6431976018770196553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6431976018770196553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/08/flyer-d.html' title='Flyer. :D'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLpUKOhrtxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/LcPODG5y-Bs/s72-c/P1020718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-6828580391347240181</id><published>2008-08-29T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:11:09.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness is happiness :D</title><content type='html'>It seems like I have a million things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million &lt;u&gt;random&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;nice&lt;/u&gt; things to blog about. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random small things can make me happy though. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's narrate from yesterday to this morning to this evening to now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way what made me what to blog is that &lt;u&gt;I THINK I'M REALLY GETTING MORE AND MORE PSYCHIC. :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part about this evening and yesterday will tell you why. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was drizzling again yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't like it when it rains at the wrong time. ):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Blow Wind Blow &amp;amp; Dog and Bone with the whole class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when my improved psychicness (or rather, &lt;i&gt;sai-kick-ness&lt;/i&gt;) began to show :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When playing Dog &amp;amp; Bone, I suddenly saw Jia Le out of so many people.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was like thinking, I don't remember seeing Jia Le run or Ching Yee calling her number.&lt;br /&gt;Then I started counting to know what Jia Le's number was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just as I counted to 9 (which was her number), Ching Yee called out 9 &amp;amp; Jia Le ran.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was completely freaked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Nan Nan was like thinking Chingyee would call 1 2 5 &amp;amp; she really did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was completely amazed by our &lt;u&gt;psychicness or rather, telepathy with Chingyee&lt;/u&gt; that I tried out once again. So I was like very high, saying, "Call 12 leh, call 12 leh".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 was my number. I don't know if I was loud or it's just psychicness, I think it's the latter, Chingyee called 12 the next instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAMN FREAKED.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the 3 predictions came true in a row. After that no more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand why psychics need rest. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went to bake cupcakes with 9 other people after school.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charissa, Xin Lin, Linda, Yu Jia, Zi Ying, Nan Nan, Lakshmi, Ivan, Chai Hao. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate food we bought from bubble tea shop at the nearby void deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There was a cat there. D:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It refused to go away. DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I realised I was not the only one with like exaggerative phobia of cats.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's amusing how the other 2 of them deal with disasterous meetings with cats like I do. :D :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Nan Nan's house to bake.&lt;br /&gt;I like her house.&lt;br /&gt;I like the door gate.&lt;br /&gt;I like the inside also. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We realised a few of us are potentials housewives/househusband.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few of us have 洁癖。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know 洁癖 is influential? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I THINK THE BROWNIE IS VERY NICE. :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Judging from the way we grabbed the small pieces one by one and how we never 放过 the chao dar pieces, I think EVERYONE think it's awesome. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 8 plus. &lt;b&gt;Ate potato chips with spaghetti, lol. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pizza flavour chips taste nice with the spaghetti sauce. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL (for the term) AND ACES DAY AND TEACHERS' DAY CELEBRATIONS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Teachers' Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have breakfast at Macs this morning with some 3/1 people. (:&lt;br /&gt;Someone had this idea when we were making cupcakes the previous evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I made Phyllis happy by walking over to her table just to say hi. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the $2 Breakfast meal for the first time, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AND YUJIA IS INCREDIBLE. SHE EATS SUGAR. O.O&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed cards and watched people wrap presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of my biggest regret for my life for the past 15 years, is not learning gift-wrapping skills. ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the Mrs Allan card. :D&lt;br /&gt;No special meaning. Like, really really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think ACES is like, argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the workout itself.&lt;br /&gt;Every one of us in our class did it enthusiastically lah.&lt;br /&gt;Because they claimed they are going to give out prizes to one class PER LEVEL.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't the only one who heard it.&lt;br /&gt;And in the end they only gave it to one class PER SECONDARY LEVEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;What the hell&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tsk, environment shapes man. Why am I so competitive now. Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was nice. I was high on a few occasions.&lt;br /&gt;One weird one would be the powerpuff song part. :D&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm addicted with that song, weird weird weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fighting crime, trying to save the world, here they come just in time, the powerpuff girls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I THINK EVERYONE SHOULD GIVE &lt;b&gt;CHINGYEE&lt;/b&gt; APPLAUSE/GREAT PATS ON SHOULDERS FOR ALL THE PHOTOSHOP-ED CARDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She one person do everything eh! And she's super pro at photoshop. :D&lt;br /&gt;Kudos my great friend! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the council also lah. (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Mr Ivin Chan segment is very nice too.&lt;br /&gt;And the O-level drama segment plus 4108 video, damn nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;u&gt;classic&lt;/u&gt; things. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the very first entrance by the drama people damn cool also. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I realised I used ALOT smiley faces today. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sidetrack: The pasar-malam downstairs is irritating the whatever out of me. Day in day out the CD-seller play the SAME SONGS, at a loud volume that I can hear very clearly from the 8th floor. &lt;b&gt;Like how many CDs they have, then they everyday play the same songs&lt;/b&gt;. D:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on track:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE ALL VERY IN LOVE WITH MISS MOK.&lt;br /&gt;I FIGURED SHE'S LIKE SUPER GREAT. :D&lt;br /&gt;YAY MISS MOK IS THE LOVE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went with some people to distribute the gifts to teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought Mrs Chong Pi Pa Gao then she said, aiyah I just bought one last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;This shows we have telepathy. :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the funnier thing was along with the Pi Pa Gao was &lt;u&gt;chocolate cupcakes&lt;/u&gt;, then like contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another funny thing was when Nicole called me and I was outside the home ec room and Mr Ang was like behind me and I know it and Mr Poh walked past and was making weird but funny faces to me and I made weird and funny faces back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I guess, he's trying to say: Mr Ang behind you, you still dare talk on handphone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, funny guy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we gave Miss Mok an &lt;u&gt;A4 copier paper's green box&lt;/u&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;To put her gifts. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That's what boxes are for."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went back to YCKPS with Hui Min, Hui Ying, Nicole &amp;amp; Ching Yee after after school.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw some people. Some people saw us. Some people noticed our tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, Huimin, Nicole &amp;amp; I were wearing the same pink I LOVE NERDS tee and someone asked, your class tee ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot stand primary school concerts.&lt;br /&gt;In case you are wondering, we were sitting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now this is the part about today evening. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I WAS SUPER DAMN PSYCHIC CAN CAN CAN! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was plugging my radio plug into the switch then I suddenly (very suddenly) thought of a random (very random) song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is like catchy but ages ago one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I sang one sentence of it. Like the only sentence I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I on the radio, tune to radio YES93.3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;THAT EXACT SAME SONG IS PLAYING.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most freaking thing is, when I tune in, &lt;u&gt;THE SENTENCE THAT WAS SANG WAS THE SENTENCE I SANG&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let you get an idea of what the song is, how random it is, here's it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iXVFcGS6imY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iXVFcGS6imY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so _____________, I can't even find it on &lt;u&gt;imeem.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sentence I sang &amp;amp; heard was the one he sang at 0:49. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight on msn, gained alot insights.&lt;br /&gt;Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun Jin was super encouraging tonight! :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, she said she always was, just that I never realised. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes from her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"有时候不用太为别人着想的！"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“好的东西是值得等待的！”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And was talking to Chingyee, Rebecca &amp;amp; Shirley in one conversation for 'discussion' of history groupwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And very funny, their font like all same style, same size, same colour.&lt;br /&gt;Only mine different, super confusing, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chingyee like finished her paragraph damn quickly &amp;amp; Shirley said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;whoa..you do the superheroes stuff until you become like them le&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Rebecca who completed her paragraph first was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the relationship btw the angle of centre is twice the angle of the cicumference, issit?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Shirley said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;another superwoman here...doing all the stuff so fast...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I have not touch any math homework that she gave from thursday onwards, like a few people already finished and gave theirs to Zhao Ting for save-keeping. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I SHALL START CHIONGING FROM TOMORROW ONWARDS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I come back from Singapore Flyer. [: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Damn hot, damn cool. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-6828580391347240181?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/6828580391347240181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=6828580391347240181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6828580391347240181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/6828580391347240181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/08/randomness-is-happiness-d.html' title='Randomness is happiness :D'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-1970619522971109279</id><published>2008-08-24T18:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:15:12.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yay, Mei Na is a happy girl again. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall and will stay like that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's celebration dinner was nice. &lt;i&gt;In my definition&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My spastic cousins made me laugh for the whole night. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was exceptionally high since weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here're the people who made me laugh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE_gO9uwfI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/K-jEMVDNKM8/s1600-h/DSC01114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238037664613974514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE_gO9uwfI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/K-jEMVDNKM8/s320/DSC01114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There, you can see me laughing. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Imperial Gardens (the restaurant) at SAFRA Yishun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the food is very very nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I ate a &lt;u&gt;spring roll&lt;/u&gt; without wanting to puke over the smell/taste of the veg inside. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;And my aunt and grandma kept giving me food!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So throughout the whole dinner, I practically didn't take any food at all, though I very much can, because my aunt who was sitting beside me kept taking food for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then before I could finish one, some other would appear on my plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they keep saying I won't take food on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I would I would! :D&lt;br /&gt;If my aunt didn't keep giving me food.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my grandma very funny.&lt;br /&gt;Because I ate very slowly, eating SHark Fin bit by bit, so I just left it there.&lt;br /&gt;Then my granma kept asking. : &lt;u&gt;Meina, you know how to eat that Shark Fin anot?!&lt;/u&gt; in a concern tone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, because I didn't finish my Shark Fin at one go, then it turn all liquid-y and cold and soup-like already. Haha. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like the Beijing Duck also. :D :D :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the most important thing.&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine lost her voice. So we can't blame her for all the noise we made yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It was queer because normally she's the loudest/noisiest. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm good at lip-reading.&lt;br /&gt;Translated for her the whole night (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE_gNAEtpI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-YkLEaWMPdA/s1600-h/DSC01126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238037664086931090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE_gNAEtpI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-YkLEaWMPdA/s320/DSC01126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;Yay, I love them. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they are the only people who can &lt;strong&gt;never ever ever ever&lt;/strong&gt; fail to make me laugh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know we can laugh the entire day out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh and they can make me laugh at nothing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And they're nice lah. Always make me forget that I'm one year younger than them. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE_gd7nFEI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Gk0Y4YKMI00/s1600-h/SNAP.(599).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238037668631614530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE_gd7nFEI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Gk0Y4YKMI00/s320/SNAP.(599).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;Jasmine. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE_gXRo-5I/AAAAAAAAAmo/YNLtJhOeQ0c/s1600-h/DSC01123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238037666844965778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE_gXRo-5I/AAAAAAAAAmo/YNLtJhOeQ0c/s320/DSC01123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Jing Yi. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She's one great joker. Look at her face. Haha, she keeps laughing all day long. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE_grCEktI/AAAAAAAAAmw/BuPFat3Syi4/s1600-h/SNAP.(605).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238037672148374226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE_grCEktI/AAAAAAAAAmw/BuPFat3Syi4/s320/SNAP.(605).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yong Yi&lt;/strong&gt;, brown shirt guy. :D&lt;br /&gt;Jing Yi's brother. His birthday yesterday too! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He also damn funny one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE-lu5x0pI/AAAAAAAAAlw/2Bt7BFhYDn4/s1600-h/SNAP.(604).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238036659575050898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE-lu5x0pI/AAAAAAAAAlw/2Bt7BFhYDn4/s320/SNAP.(604).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, haha. Either she said something downright lame or funny. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE-lp4ZL4I/AAAAAAAAAl4/MoZRuTOIVxs/s1600-h/SNAP.(612).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238036658227064706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE-lp4ZL4I/AAAAAAAAAl4/MoZRuTOIVxs/s320/SNAP.(612).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some label above the button of the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Press &amp;amp; hold for 2 secs. -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE-l_o-gxI/AAAAAAAAAmA/SviM1vS5aLk/s1600-h/DSC01124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238036664067982098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE-l_o-gxI/AAAAAAAAAmA/SviM1vS5aLk/s320/DSC01124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caught making weird faces.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE-l59gg8I/AAAAAAAAAmI/tJOCKi2Ag_4/s1600-h/SNAP.(614).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238036662543483842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE-l59gg8I/AAAAAAAAAmI/tJOCKi2Ag_4/s320/SNAP.(614).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Like cousins, like cousins. Jing Yi &amp;amp; I have the same taste in watches &amp;amp; colours. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE9qXwuEpI/AAAAAAAAAlI/bMHl7hoMaGc/s1600-h/SNAP.(608).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238035639750759058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE9qXwuEpI/AAAAAAAAAlI/bMHl7hoMaGc/s320/SNAP.(608).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Napkins. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE9qghi8OI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wD6vFE4OiUg/s1600-h/SNAP.(617).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238035642103034082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE9qghi8OI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wD6vFE4OiUg/s320/SNAP.(617).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt; 福如东海 寿比南山。:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asking Yong Yi, is the pink strip &lt;em&gt;a piece of paper&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;lining of strawberry&lt;/em&gt;? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a piece of paper. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE9qsjzokI/AAAAAAAAAlY/oIKnU28WM74/s1600-h/SNAP.(618).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238035645333742146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE9qsjzokI/AAAAAAAAAlY/oIKnU28WM74/s320/SNAP.(618).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cake. Look at all the cream. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE9q0HfwJI/AAAAAAAAAlg/qQ8pGdBBwx4/s1600-h/SNAP.(624).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238035647362482322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE9q0HfwJI/AAAAAAAAAlg/qQ8pGdBBwx4/s320/SNAP.(624).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some pamphlet we took somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird. There's only one card, yet you say there are choices. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yesterday was great. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Shall end here, watching &lt;u&gt;Beijing Olympics Closing Ceremony&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Will miss you. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I think the Opening Ceremony is like nicer than the closing one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's always like that.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Laughter is contagious.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE8o5ruFiI/AAAAAAAAAkY/keetlJEfMVc/s1600-h/SNAP.(608).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-1970619522971109279?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/1970619522971109279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=1970619522971109279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1970619522971109279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1970619522971109279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SLE_gO9uwfI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/K-jEMVDNKM8/s72-c/DSC01114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-7356939086903993903</id><published>2008-08-23T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T16:56:18.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;I'm going to miss Olympics.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think nowadays I've lost motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivation to go school, motivation to study, motivation to be happy, motivation to be excited about, motivation to draw smiley faces, motivation to cheer people up, motivation to cheer myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to love the sentence I said out loud that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY LIFE SUCKS, I EVEN GET MY QUEUE CUT IN THE TOILET.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, no special meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Yishun SAFRA to have a celebration dinner for Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking forward to this day ever since I knew it was going to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after some time, &lt;i&gt;which everything I was looking forward to was falling short of my expectations and failing me&lt;/i&gt;, today, the actual day, there's like not much sparks of excitement within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, shall not brood any much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be a happy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I believed so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because you taught me, miricales could happen, if we believe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: I just realised something. Would you do me a favour? Count the number of smiley faces I typed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-7356939086903993903?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/7356939086903993903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=7356939086903993903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7356939086903993903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7356939086903993903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-going-to-miss-olympics.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-7292442964951826527</id><published>2008-08-17T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:44:12.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5th post of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Do you know, Michael Phelps had ADHD when he was a child?!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADHD = Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyperactive.&lt;br /&gt;Swimming sort of cured him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay, I found an idol to really look up to, well, since he's really tall, 1.93m&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-7292442964951826527?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/7292442964951826527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=7292442964951826527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7292442964951826527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7292442964951826527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/08/5th-post-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-3359386478882357271</id><published>2008-08-17T18:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:18:17.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Within one minute, I'm happy again.&lt;br /&gt;No, not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because YunJin told me that Yoga was number 1 on radio chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetically happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote 4 posts today. Hmm, the first one is the one I think most worth reading, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Number 1 is a sensitive number, I realised.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-3359386478882357271?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/3359386478882357271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=3359386478882357271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3359386478882357271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3359386478882357271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/08/within-one-minute-im-happy-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-434240500524950695</id><published>2008-08-17T18:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:14:20.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy a while ago, now I feel pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is this man?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-434240500524950695?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/434240500524950695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=434240500524950695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/434240500524950695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/434240500524950695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/08/mood-swings.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-333065887219948372</id><published>2008-08-17T17:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T17:23:36.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YunJin told me Michael Phelps has his own site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michaelphelps.com/"&gt;www.michaelphelps.com/&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.swimroom.com/phelps"&gt;www.swimroom.com/phelps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, expected. Both are the same sites, by the way. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I agree with some reporter for the newspaper which says he's like a big boy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was borned on &lt;u&gt;30 June&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to agree that Cancerians are clever people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His case, he's a genius! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh the bright side, he was borned in June. :D :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-333065887219948372?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/333065887219948372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=333065887219948372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/333065887219948372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/333065887219948372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/08/yunjin-told-me-michael-phelps-has-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-7055123858864734631</id><published>2008-08-17T15:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T17:29:16.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rebecca told me that putting our very own jap names in our Msn nick is an 'in' thing. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to &lt;a href="http://www.rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;http://www.rumandmonkey.com/&lt;/a&gt; to find my very own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;u&gt;飯野 久美子, Iino Kumiko&lt;/u&gt; ( Fan Ye Jiu Mei Zi )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it sounds nice, haha.&lt;br /&gt;According to them, Iino means rice plain and Kumiko means eternal beautiful child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snigger. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the main point of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MICHAEL PHELPS WON HIS 8TH GOLD TODAY! WHICH MEANS HE ACHIEVED HIS 8 GOLD GOAL AND HE'S THE GREATEST OLYMPIAN IN HISTORY AND HE IS SUPER DUPER DAMN FREAKING PRO! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think anyone who disagree with this has something stuck in his brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Phelps. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, he's the person who motivated don't know how many people world wide.&lt;br /&gt;Like, he's the person who everyone is talking about.&lt;br /&gt;Like, he's the person who made everyone want to watch the swimming event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Richmond, host of Today in Beijing said, &lt;u&gt;'As usual, it was about the P-H-E-L-P-S.'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah he spelt it out, probably because he mentioned it too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the 100m butterfly finals and 400m freestyle relay(?) most scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 100m butterfly finals he only won by &lt;u&gt;0.01 second&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Almost no gold, freaking scary ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 400m freestyle relay, almost no gold as well. I've said the story for quite alot times now, so shall not repeat. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He's hot in a not-so-hot way. (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I think his mother and sister are famous as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the &lt;a href="http://sport.sg.msn.com/article.aspx?cp-documentid=1627473"&gt;MSN website&lt;/a&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I don't know what to feel right now, there are so many emotions going through my head and so much excitement, I guess I just want to see my mom," Phelps said. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How, cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he's a great sportsman.&lt;br /&gt;Because at times like this, coping with stress and pressure (even if the stress is from yourself) is like a very difficult thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Because people expect you to do well.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like that Korean table tennis player, who was so stressed that she made a mistake when starting the ball and the ball didn't even pass the net and hence Singapore won the semis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm like more interested in Phelps' Gold Dream than Singapore's Gold Dream for table tennis though I'm &lt;b&gt;very very happy&lt;/b&gt; that we finally get a medal in 48 medals. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear the Singapore National Anthem on tv tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's like impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But the Olympics shown me that nothing is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think Olympics is like very very inspiring, motivating? :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the &lt;b&gt;42km Female Marathon&lt;/b&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey, they ran for 2 hours plus and 42km.&lt;br /&gt;We run 2.4km only then complain already, haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winner is 38 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch the track events, they run 400m in 1 minute only sia.&lt;br /&gt;I need 2 plus minutes going to 3, what is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Did you ever wonder, why can they do it and we can't?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, it's supposed to be an encouraging quote.&lt;br /&gt;But instead, it's like making the impossible seem even more impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe things work this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I disagree with Mrs Chong's saying that &lt;strong&gt;only people who don't put in effort will get bad results or rather, if you put in effort, you will get the result you deserve&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because I know, many people did put in effort but they don't get what they should get so they do have the right to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think it's really bad for teachers to think that people cry after getting back results because they got bad results as they did not put in effort.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they think that there are indeed cases that people put in effort but don't get what they get that's why they cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, I'm repeating my words all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I'm pissed with alot of things. ):(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: either way you see this ):(, it should be a grumpy 'smiley' with a frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pissed with menial things this whole week and every single small minor thing seemed so, bad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I'm sorry to people whom I influenced/affected and ended being pissed as well, and people who had to tolerate my pissed-ness without knowing any head or tail out of it, and people whom had no slightest clue about me being pissed and I ignored or behaved coldly towards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No apologies to people who pissed me off though.&lt;br /&gt;SOME OF THEM.&lt;br /&gt;Were really bad. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were really abnormal.&lt;br /&gt;To the extent that I get pissed halfway through Captains' ball during PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that things will turn out less sucky this week.&lt;br /&gt;(Whatever happened to the so-called optimism in me, moan.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've been hearing the Star Spangled Banner for quite a few times now, the tune is stuck in my head, with the image of Phelps' hand by his heart.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-7055123858864734631?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/7055123858864734631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=7055123858864734631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7055123858864734631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7055123858864734631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/08/rebecca-told-me-that-putting-our-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-169748197729303072</id><published>2008-08-10T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T14:44:58.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's NDP was rather nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole audience was like a sea of red, very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, it's a beautiful sea of red, because they were all &lt;strong&gt;wearing their red ponchos&lt;/strong&gt; due to the drizzle, haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Olympics is great ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret not learning how to swim man, after watching the swimming event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I think Tao Li damn pro! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She broke the Asian record with 57.77s yesterday &lt;strong&gt;for 5 minutes&lt;/strong&gt; before the China swimmer Zhou Yafei, the original record holder, broke the record again with 57.70s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today she broke the record again during the semi-finals, with &lt;strong&gt;57.54s&lt;/strong&gt; (I think)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that was Zhou Yafei's turn then my whole family was let, don't let her break the record again eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily she slow by slight seconds. So now Tao Li holds the Asian record. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn cool. (:&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-169748197729303072?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/169748197729303072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=169748197729303072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/169748197729303072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/169748197729303072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/08/yesterdays-ndp-was-rather-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-8140128621466498847</id><published>2008-08-09T16:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:36:07.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my mum is damn cute. Haha, for some reason, she's different, in a positive way, today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me happy, hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and, I as like faking asking her to feed me cookie, then I was like 'Ahhh', opening my mouth, expecting her to say something like, ' Your hands free what, why you don't want take the cookie yourself?! ' then in the end she feed me eh! then she still go and take the nicer one, haha. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, and for sometime already, my mum pronounced 'exchange hot words' as 'exchange &lt;strong&gt;hogwarts&lt;/strong&gt;'. Damn funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, she doesn't know what hogwarts is though. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was 080808.&lt;br /&gt;Been tagging around, almost everyone mentioned that in the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think Anderson's parade was nice! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from where our class is standing is not bad lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw Ivan grinning when he marched past our class then we clapped &amp;amp; cheered.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I think alot people saw lah, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everything was cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPP was hot! Environmentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of contributed to making the toilet which everyone was very amused over.&lt;br /&gt;I think the toilet is nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;But I won't use it though. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything was settled, some people played cards &amp;amp; chess or just sat down.&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia suggested we play musical chairs, lol. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of us sat around a table and started singing 'We will get there'.&lt;br /&gt;Then at first the class quite quiet, then everyone started starting at us and started singing &amp;amp; clapping also.&lt;br /&gt;And the few of us became alot of us. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the break was the concert. It was nice, though short.&lt;br /&gt;I think the emcees are good uh. (:&lt;br /&gt;And the terrorists thing, St John, NCC, teachers, dancers, remote-controlled cars etc. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all quite high for a while, plus our seats very good because &lt;strong&gt;by the aisle&lt;/strong&gt;! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I, together with YunJin and Tinghui, accompanied QiJin to &lt;strong&gt;make IC&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;080808, &lt;strong&gt;auspicious&lt;/strong&gt; seh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to eat lunch at the &lt;strong&gt;Army Market&lt;/strong&gt; first, since it's at Lavender also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we go childish awhile at the colorful playground near the ICA building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SJ1aD3OPGYI/AAAAAAAAAig/lqqrS4ob5Co/s1600-h/DSC01068%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232437364484151682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SJ1aD3OPGYI/AAAAAAAAAig/lqqrS4ob5Co/s320/DSC01068%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Never bluff you, really very colourful right? :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we were talking about who being &lt;strong&gt;bimbo&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then I helped QiJin, and I got named as the bimbo instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tsk, but no qualities. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;QiJin's queue number was like B518. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That means, alot people came to make IC that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I went to make mine with Yanru I think the number like in front in front de. :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then I went to the counter with QiJin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then as we approached then the person was like asking, &lt;u&gt;'Sisters uh?'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL. Do we look alike? :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The person was nice, very conversation-able.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tsk, this is how bad my english is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which reminds me, I got 7 errors made during the English vocab test already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yay, &lt;em&gt;CA2 sucks my socks&lt;/em&gt;. ):&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, then later Tinghui &amp;amp; YunJin came and the person making QiJin's IC happened to be the same person who made YunJin's IC. :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were saying maybe she will make Tinghui's IC also. (:&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After making the IC, we accompanied Ting Hui to collect her new specs at Yishun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(So, if you read YunJin's blog, you'll know who are the 'somebodies')&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Took some spastic but nice photos at the MRT station because we had to wait for another train for we &lt;em&gt;cannot squeeze into the cubicle&lt;/em&gt;, stupid eh. Lol. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SJ1aEZRYZVI/AAAAAAAAAio/CWjpdsxvHI0/s1600-h/SNAP.(524)%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232437373624149330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SJ1aEZRYZVI/AAAAAAAAAio/CWjpdsxvHI0/s320/SNAP.(524)%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SJ1aEp0o6jI/AAAAAAAAAiw/k7GEEiDKM0s/s1600-h/SNAP.(525)%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232437378066999858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SJ1aEp0o6jI/AAAAAAAAAiw/k7GEEiDKM0s/s320/SNAP.(525)%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They didn't know I was taking the photo, lol. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SJ1aEgd17kI/AAAAAAAAAi4/TYTD_2fDtgE/s1600-h/SNAP.(528)%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232437375555464770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SJ1aEgd17kI/AAAAAAAAAi4/TYTD_2fDtgE/s320/SNAP.(528)%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;FYI, YunJin is not avoiding the camera, because she wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it was because she happen to laugh when I took the photo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SJ1aFGntFxI/AAAAAAAAAjA/iPOteDgcoKg/s1600-h/SNAP.(529)%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232437385797375762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SJ1aFGntFxI/AAAAAAAAAjA/iPOteDgcoKg/s320/SNAP.(529)%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My phone sucks. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The journey from lavender to yishun was fun, because we were like saying alot alot lame &amp;amp; funny things then laughing at alot alot lame/funny things too. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Especially YunJin. She like laugh at almost everything. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then QiJin was like saying, &lt;em&gt;lame people like to be with YunJin because she will laugh at everything&lt;/em&gt;. Haha, don't worry YunJin, like Tinghui said, it's positive. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh the funniest thing that I laughed at was QiJin's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;凤眼的opposite是，。。。龙眼!!&lt;/u&gt; :D :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because we talking about 凤眼, which is like the edge of your eyes curve upwards like that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then I was saying YunJin's eye was liek the exact opposite, because like curve downwards.&lt;br /&gt;And QiJin got that idea. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we became childish at Northpoint again. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I learnt how to &lt;em&gt;slide nicely/properly on slippery floors&lt;/em&gt;. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we spent alot of time in Popular, looking at random things, &lt;strong&gt;laughing our heads off at spastic soft toys&lt;/strong&gt; and quoting quotes from some book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like this quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never insult an alligator until you have crossed the river.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate television, I hate it as much as peanuts, but I can't stop eating peanuts&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we walked past keyboards (piano) then QiJin started playing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then I was like telling QiJin, &lt;u&gt;'Ah, you teach me piano, then I teach you, umm, .... trigo! Okay?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And lol, as if my trigo very good like that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we went home. Felt very tired, lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the &lt;strong&gt;Beijing Olympics Opening Ceremony&lt;/strong&gt; at 8.00pm. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I THINK IT WAS NICE AND COOL! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like the starting have don't know how many many men playing the drums, their moves like all &lt;em&gt;uniform&lt;/em&gt; one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just like giant versions of Oompa-Loompas. (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And everything else was quite cool also. (:&lt;br /&gt;Their ideas all very good, including the lighting of flame.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and I saw a &lt;strong&gt;freaking tall female basketballer&lt;/strong&gt; on tv just now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That was random.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was waiting for the entry of the 204 teams from all over the world into the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;No, I mean I was waiting to see Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Then I watch from the 1st team onwards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch very long then still no Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;I ate something, went toilet, drank something, complained and still, Singapore haven't enter.&lt;br /&gt;And they claimed it went according to the chinese alpahbets, then I don't know where Singapore will come in. So just keep watching.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then because was walking/standing for almost the whole day today then was &lt;strong&gt;freaking tired&lt;/strong&gt;, I fell asleep on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;I slept for 1 minute, woke up, glance at tv, fell asleep again, woke up after a super very short while again, glance again and fell asleep again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That cycle went on for more than 6 times. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I managed to catch them just as my eyes were going to close. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think the Olympic craze is greater than the NDP craze?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha, I want to watch many events, like swimming, diving, hurdles, track etc.&lt;br /&gt;But queerly, i have no interest to watch table-tennis. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm ending here, because I'm going to watch the NDP (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay, I'm going to pay extra attention during the marching because someone I love is there. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, I think my cousin is in the band too. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think SHINE FOR SINGAPORE, chinese/english version is not very nice when you first hear it but after some time it &lt;strong&gt;sounds quite nice&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This weekend rocks. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-8140128621466498847?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/8140128621466498847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=8140128621466498847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8140128621466498847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8140128621466498847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-my-mum-is-damn-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SJ1aD3OPGYI/AAAAAAAAAig/lqqrS4ob5Co/s72-c/DSC01068%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-5590460144575945468</id><published>2008-07-26T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:22:08.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妈：你自己一个人在家会不会很可怜？&lt;br /&gt;我：功课做不完，没有时间读书才可怜列！&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness, I'm a freaking nerd now. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above was an extract from me &amp;amp; my mum's conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home to do work while they went out, again. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many more days/weeks/months/years can I not bother about such awful chores like homeworking and revision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the bad side, I'll be worrying about work. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the 7th song :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/zgK1U3Xc4p/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/zgK1U3Xc4p/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ilovestage/playlist/EwhBEJQk/100_zhong_shen_huo_music_playlist/"&gt;100种生活 Zhong Shen Huo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a 45 seconds song from this new singer, Lu Guang Zhong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard it from YES93.3 CD RACK just now.&lt;br /&gt;I LOLed when I first heard it.&lt;br /&gt;Especially at the fourth "I'm so boring"&lt;br /&gt;I like this song, short and sweet and brings out the desperation of boredom! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, what he meant was "I'm so bored" not "I'm so boring (as a person)", hee [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the DJs said he composed this song in the hospital when he was hospitalised and was really really boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was homeworking when listening to this song &amp;amp; instantly love it! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was late for school for the first time in my life yesterday. D:&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it man.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, alot people can't believe also, haha. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could make it through school w/o being late.&lt;br /&gt;But the feeling experience once also not bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn freaking shocked man.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7.20am.&lt;br /&gt;7.20am, everyone at parade square already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum set 3 alarm clocks, all 3 didn't ring!&lt;br /&gt;So my brother also late. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7.20am, and was on a taxi on 7.30am.&lt;br /&gt;I think I damn pro. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the taxi-driver didn't know where was Anderson Secondary, but few seconds later he said the correct road name out, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't chiong the red-lights. ):&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to ask him drive faster lah. Like the tv shows. (:&lt;br /&gt;But didn't, because, he was talking on phone. -.-&lt;br /&gt;But he using the headset lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school and everyone going back to classroom already.&lt;br /&gt;Went to stand at latecomers' corner and 3/2 walked past.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Tinghui &amp;amp; YunJin, I think their reactions quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think 3/1 girls most funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;I heard one bunch like said: "MEINAAAAAAAAAAA!" very loudly.&lt;br /&gt;Then others like smile, grin, wave at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was like lol, so happy I late sia.&lt;br /&gt;But they all like xia dao like that lah.&lt;br /&gt;Then I dao them, QiJin said she saw me trying not to look at they all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Major Chong is there, I want to wave back but then enthu back very weird lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, have to stop here le.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to chiong my work and leave tomorrow for revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible. ): &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-5590460144575945468?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/5590460144575945468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=5590460144575945468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5590460144575945468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5590460144575945468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-my-goodness-im-freaking-nerd-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-3034471241349157495</id><published>2008-07-23T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:26:22.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised, I miss Mediacorp. ):&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-3034471241349157495?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/3034471241349157495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=3034471241349157495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3034471241349157495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3034471241349157495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-i-realised-i-miss-mediacorp.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-2712963697718221868</id><published>2008-07-23T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:24:42.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you something cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are MSN nicks of the identified people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Me&lt;/u&gt;  MN. (: because you'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;QiJin&lt;/u&gt;  QiJiN~* why am i still trying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hui Min&lt;/u&gt;  mintys (x- its the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I saw QiJin online &amp;amp; her MSN nick I had this strange weird feeling inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while she told me our nicks very funny because it's like,&lt;br /&gt;QJ: why am i still trying?&lt;br /&gt;MN: because you'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I told Hui Min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she joined the three nicks together and it became:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the irony, why am i still trying because you'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's super duper cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just a short random post to get me all high for my procrastinated e-learning day homework D:&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-2712963697718221868?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/2712963697718221868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=2712963697718221868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2712963697718221868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2712963697718221868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-tell-you-something-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-692639345068078361</id><published>2008-07-15T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:29:10.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WENT TO MEDIACORP YESTERDAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, no big deal (to you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very cool &amp;amp; nice [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss yesterday man.&lt;br /&gt;We've got the Mediacorp pass, temporarily, which is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took quite some photos but we're not allowed to blog them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think CQ and WB and JL and PF are nice people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I LOVE YES93.3! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog more when there's time. Because I intended to sleep at 10.30 tonight and wake up at 6.30 tomorrow, so I'll have 8 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because tomorrow's 2.4km run. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think can pass bah, with walking colours, no flying ones.&lt;br /&gt;That is if I have motivation &amp;amp; determination &amp;amp; eating bananas &amp;amp; drinking loads of water works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what?&lt;br /&gt;I intend to eat 2 bananas tomorrow! (:&lt;br /&gt;Yay, random.&lt;br /&gt;I heard bananas are good for this kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BANANAS ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;The fruit, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember last time they tell us drink loads of water the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today in math I suddenly remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;During math lesson, which we're not supposed to dirnk&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I happily drank and exchanged eye contact with Mrs Chong somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised something's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And I got told off. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiley face: I know it's my bad. I find it funny because I was staring at her when drinking water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 3 sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it, tests are coming, you don't understand lessons, you have alot homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And worst of all, no energy to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, struggle struggle, all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Viscious cycle D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the VJC people came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had once wanted to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today the talk made me feel like staying in secondary school forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, choy, Murphy's law.&lt;br /&gt;(p.s: Yun Jin, you can come take the chinese worksheet from us and find out what Murphy's law is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm dreading JC life before I even finish Sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, I'm fast, not chi dun okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, have to go, late for &lt;s&gt;beauty&lt;/s&gt; energy sleep. :/&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-692639345068078361?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/692639345068078361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=692639345068078361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/692639345068078361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/692639345068078361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-went-to-mediacorp-yesterday-d-okay-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4890403246315169754</id><published>2008-07-12T14:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T15:55:41.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SHhVabNPdRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/gFZLUNgXZro/s1600-h/SNAP%5B1%5D.(421)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222017680404346130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SHhVabNPdRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/gFZLUNgXZro/s320/SNAP%5B1%5D.(421)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY TO TING YUN JIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Stay lame, funny, high, child-like and happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Maybe you can just try to stop hitting my head, with that much strength :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Shared YJ's present with QJ &amp;amp; TH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Bought 15 bars of chocolates for her, chocolate freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Formed the word YUNJIN with the chocolate bars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;But me &amp;amp; TH almost died of embarassment when shopping for the chocolates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(QJ left early to interview a psychologist.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We really took 15 bars of chocolates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At first I held all in my hands, then I realised 15 is alot and I can't hold them all in my hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And with so many bars of chocolates in my hands, I look like a greedy person who is deprived of chocolate since young. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then people kept staring at me. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even though we later place all the chocolates in the basket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;People still stared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's this lady, she stared at the basket and stared at me and stared at her friend mumbled something and stared at me again. Tsk (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it's worth it, haha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, and YunJin, we got 99 (stars) from 12 x 07 + 15 (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we multiplied by three, yeah we told you why. [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SHhVanl4mpI/AAAAAAAAAag/zzZyxWACVJw/s1600-h/SNAP%5B1%5D.(413)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222017683728931474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SHhVanl4mpI/AAAAAAAAAag/zzZyxWACVJw/s320/SNAP%5B1%5D.(413)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SHhVarIUd4I/AAAAAAAAAao/-jH8Yc3RSNE/s1600-h/SNAP%5B1%5D.(414)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222017684678670210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SHhVarIUd4I/AAAAAAAAAao/-jH8Yc3RSNE/s320/SNAP%5B1%5D.(414)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's 3.21pm when I took this photo and the moon is still visible. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SHhVa5knShI/AAAAAAAAAaw/qJCiRZSSa2s/s1600-h/SNAP%5B1%5D.(415)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222017688555440658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SHhVa5knShI/AAAAAAAAAaw/qJCiRZSSa2s/s320/SNAP%5B1%5D.(415)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SHhVa8kNf0I/AAAAAAAAAa4/HcxlTwkfHAc/s1600-h/SNAP%5B1%5D.(416)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222017689359056706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SHhVa8kNf0I/AAAAAAAAAa4/HcxlTwkfHAc/s320/SNAP%5B1%5D.(416)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pictures taken on Thursday while I was walking home from Hougang Point where I had lunch with Ching Yee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept talking about Murphy's Law with her &amp;amp; complaining to her how everyone always ask me why I'm so tall. Because she doesn't. Haha, thanks for listening man, because I think I kept repeating the same things. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was a nice day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though we ran 4 rounds up and down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;But we saw a very very nice rainbow when we reached the fifth floor.&lt;br /&gt;Very nice, seven bright colours can be seen and it moved and faded.&lt;br /&gt;But no one had their handphone with them. D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think the clouds like exceptionally nice on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;No matter where.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my brother went for NE show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bet he's there now already, either enjoying sea breeze or suffering under the strong sun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I heard this year's fun pack sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Made out of cardboard? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not very sure so cannot criticise. :x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But if really made out of cardboard then it'll spoil after awhile and people will throw away and it defeats the purpose of the whole environmental-friendly concept they set in the first place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm missing my primary schooling days and friends again. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay reply to tags.&lt;br /&gt;I have misconceptions to clear! :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jane cher: crystal growing gt cca pts ARGH! i want oso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PRERANA!: crystal growing comp for points? WTH!! I WANTTTT! mok very what lorh. never tell us!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I think will have points lah.&lt;br /&gt;Because even if we didn't win we'll still get participation points under the LEAPS system right? And I think Ms Mok also don't have to tell us all this points lah, because we ain't suppose to join for points right? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;QiJiN~*: BUT BUT BUT WHATS WRONG WITH TALKING TO A TREE? DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TINGHUI: haha! change is inevitable? lol xDand perhaps the person finds it destressing talking to a tree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;QiJiN~*: because a tree will listen with its heart when you talk to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, there's nothing really wrong in talking to a tree. But it's like a funny scene, talking to one in the public. A tree will listen if it does have a heart right? Lol, but I prefer to talk to humans. Like Qi Jin I've got you, why should I talk to a tree? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;min: oi where is the penang update D: hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Paiseh, no time sia. You know, we've got alot homework. And that post will take alot alot of time. BUT I WILL STILL POST DE LAH, don't worry, will post your pretty face one :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yanru, I updated! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Givon, thanks, you take care too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenqi, congrats in passing the interview! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu jia, yes I updated! (: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/1kic0Oco0Z/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/1kic0Oco0Z/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/fer6Yu/playlist/xZfA80Pl/bing_taiyoga_lin_you_jia_music_playlist/"&gt;bing tai..yoga lin you jia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QJ &amp;amp; I had been crazy about LINYOUJIA this whole week man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QJ: The song Chuan Shuo keep playing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MN: Shoot, you just reminded me of LYJ - goes crazy -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(some time passes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QJ: Now I thinking of LYJ's Bo Le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MN: Ah! - goes crazy again -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(some time again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QJ: Now I thinking of Chuan Shuo again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MN: QIJIN!!!!!! - goes crazy &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(or)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MN: Shit, I keep thinking of LYJ's Wo Ai De Ren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QJ: Ah, I keep thinking of Chuan Shuo again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(or)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MN: Man, I thinking of LYJ's song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QJ: -goes crazy - you know you know, LYJ and the girl who sang Chuan Shuo with him (fyi, it's LIULIYANG) going to my sister's school you know, and my sister got ticket and she said she might bring me there! - gets very very high -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MN: AH QIJIN!! Why you make me crazy again? - goes crazy again -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(next day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QJ: -randomly- My sister only got one ticket but she might try and get another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MN: Ah QiJin, why you tell me about LYJ again! - try not to go crazy but failed -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm making us sound very bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry QJ, haha tuo ni xia shui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO I'M NOT BIMBO.&lt;br /&gt;because I no tiao jian.&lt;br /&gt;but it's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like bimbos. heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh Hui Min, brinjals. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think I'll go high about LYJ during lessons starting from next week.&lt;br /&gt;Because ZT's coming back and I'll be shifting back to my pillar corner seat to stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this week had been great but all good things come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, maybe I can concentrate again.&lt;br /&gt;But this is just self-declusion. I know I will feel like sleeping even more at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some teacher will come along my blog and read this and tell Mrs Allan to switch my place. Maybe. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the other hand, English lessons had been rather high too.&lt;br /&gt;Phyllis just drives me crazy and high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we invented a new term, phenomenal = &lt;u&gt;phy&lt;/u&gt;no&lt;u&gt;meina&lt;/u&gt;l :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I reached a conclusion that I cannot sit next to Phyllis during lessons if we're in the same class, and Yu Jia cannot sit next to me during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu Jia just keep laughing in my presence because she says she look at me then want to laugh already.&lt;br /&gt;That mean girl D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this is the end.&lt;br /&gt;And I think MURPHY'S LAW IS DAMN COOL. [: &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4890403246315169754?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4890403246315169754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4890403246315169754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4890403246315169754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4890403246315169754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-15th-birthday-to-ting-yun-jin-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SHhVabNPdRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/gFZLUNgXZro/s72-c/SNAP%5B1%5D.(421)' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-3820627798354989839</id><published>2008-07-07T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:01:12.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boo! Haha, updating a super random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me that she saw a person talking to a tree today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised I've got a phobia of old lifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I went into an old lift today, I saw this panel at the corner that says: Call this number ___________ in case of emergency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I pressed that number into my phone before I even stepped into the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I didn't use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, saw my cousin in NTUC AMK HUB.&lt;br /&gt;He saw me too.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, because I kept staring, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost died of embarassment shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall elaborate next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because school starts again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;These three days had been &lt;b&gt;wonderful.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But remember, &lt;u&gt;school has taught us that good things don't last long&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra lessons and CAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I'll start talking to a tree if I undergo too much stress in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's no tree in the class.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll talk to my pillar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;And I just regretted not joining crystal growing competition for CCA points 0.0&lt;/s&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-3820627798354989839?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/3820627798354989839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=3820627798354989839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3820627798354989839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3820627798354989839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/07/boo-haha-updating-super-random-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-5530513212403896895</id><published>2008-07-05T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:21:39.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/2ZR60hdIC0/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/2ZR60hdIC0/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/_FdrX18/music/vnMOQIRu//"&gt;我爱的人 - 林宥嘉&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK THIS SONG IS SUPER NICE :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-5530513212403896895?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/5530513212403896895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=5530513212403896895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5530513212403896895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5530513212403896895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-this-song-is-super-nice-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-7152648860851638816</id><published>2008-07-05T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:53:23.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nerd girl is here to blog! Like, finally. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't want don't want to be a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think it'll actually be fun to indulge in being in a nerd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I'll get to try soon, like real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the extra lessons and CA2 are coming. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for our textbooks and worksheets to feel appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway people, thanks for rushing me to update. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy people need motivation. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to find a nice quiz from Blogthings to blog, haha, but I didn't find any. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I love my neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either the one living above my apartment or the one living below my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he or she turned up the volume of radio quite loudly, and I can hear from here. Haha, I think it's YES 93.3. The songs very nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway since I last blogged, many things changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to not like many things and like many other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life after holidays is back the boring ones before the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that i'm fifteen and awaiting my IC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that I finished my last chinese oral for my entire life, providing that I pass it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said that I will post the photos right.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if there's anyone waiting for the photos anymore because I am, so, slow. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, regardless of that, I'll still post it, no matter how long the photos are behind time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because right now, I need those wonderful memories to make me happy enough to survive the term. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-7152648860851638816?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/7152648860851638816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=7152648860851638816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7152648860851638816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7152648860851638816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/07/nerd-girl-is-here-to-blog-like-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-3724773932539843834</id><published>2008-06-18T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T18:31:16.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm psychic (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like really really psychic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I have alot alot telepathy with quite alot of people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's just that too much coincidences happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say one of the coincidence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to Causeway Point Chameleon hair accessory shop and was at the cashier, queueing to pay for something and the cashier and a young girl &amp;amp; her mother were having a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, it was that girl's birthday too.&lt;br /&gt;And the cashier said Happy Birthday to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was behind, and almost blurted: Hah, today is my birthday too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind there were two thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;1. Is there any discount or something if it's the customer's birthday? Like some other shops or something.&lt;br /&gt;2. She'll probably think I'm kidding. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised how hard it is to not say something you want to say.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not that I never experienced it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, a THANK YOU to 4 people who wished me Happy Belated Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And WenQi &amp;amp; Meng Ling for coming up to my house just now to pass me the present and the card, thank you. I like them all, especially the card (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm surprised you noticed/remembered that i like being a random talker. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the people who belonged to the category of people I thanked yesterday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Hui Min both think that many people are born on 17 June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently not any great historical person, because I remembered I had a very very very hard time researching for my piece for the 'Today in History' nationwide project. So in the end, I didn't submit any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the book was launched, I found out that &lt;u&gt;a new clubhouse for the Republic of Singapore Yacht Club was officially opened on 17 June&lt;/u&gt;. Like wow. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm amazed at how the student managed to research lah. Like he/she was younger than me, ah, so malu :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there were many birthday messages that say the same thing every year, that is, stop growing taller. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really bear in mind to put that on my wishlist so that i can wish for it 364 days later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Meng Ling &amp;amp; Wenny both said: &lt;b&gt;You're finally older!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tried really really hard to find the underlying meaning.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very good at inference skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's either:&lt;br /&gt;(a) because they're older than me and they don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;(b) I'm very childish&lt;br /&gt;or (c) no particular reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there were very funny lah. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall bear in mind, I'm finally older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I would be able to keep that in mind when I get my IC. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to make my IC with Yan Ru tomorrow. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-3724773932539843834?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/3724773932539843834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=3724773932539843834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3724773932539843834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3724773932539843834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-im-psychic-like-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-2933284397646160281</id><published>2008-06-17T14:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T14:53:44.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello starshine, the earth says hello. :D&lt;br /&gt;Pardon, just watched Charlie &amp;amp; the chocolate factory on Sunday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my 176th post on 17/6/08! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Joelin &amp;amp; Martin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, I don't even talk to them anymore or know them that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are the people whom I know share the same birthday as me, haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be turning exactly 15, when it's 1852hrs. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyah, if only I was born 35 minutes earlier. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today I was thinking, actually on our birthdays, should we be celebrating for our mums too? Because, our birthdays are like anniversaries for them as on those very days, they went through great pain and gave birth to us, while we simply got pushed out yeah. Lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, today people kept wishing my wishes come true &amp;amp; I hope one of mine can really really come true, but it's impossible already lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Lemme tell you the wish: It's that the profession that we're working on for english project replies to my email by now so that we can go down tomorrow.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they made me built my hopes all high &amp;amp; let them crash down. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah, die lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;THANK YOU PEOPLE FOR THE PRESENTS, SMSES &amp;amp; THE PHONE CALL AND BIRTHDAY SONG! THANKS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SFdZEMTLMaI/AAAAAAAAAZw/FBClHy1KSCM/s1600-h/SNAP.(326).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212733022260638114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SFdZEMTLMaI/AAAAAAAAAZw/FBClHy1KSCM/s320/SNAP.(326).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SFdZEe36c7I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Z6CsnA7bzBI/s1600-h/SNAP.(327).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212733027246568370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SFdZEe36c7I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Z6CsnA7bzBI/s320/SNAP.(327).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Above are the presents from QiJin, Ting Hui &amp;amp; YunJin (in alphabetical order)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SFdZE4xouII/AAAAAAAAAaA/RY_XL8wO3Uw/s1600-h/SNAP.(328).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212733034199562370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SFdZE4xouII/AAAAAAAAAaA/RY_XL8wO3Uw/s320/SNAP.(328).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SFdZFCyb4OI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LlG3lXfRfdI/s1600-h/SNAP.(329).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212733036887269602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SFdZFCyb4OI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LlG3lXfRfdI/s320/SNAP.(329).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SFdZFfdgYSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/mIxYdNCj5yA/s1600-h/SNAP.(330).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212733044584112418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SFdZFfdgYSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/mIxYdNCj5yA/s320/SNAP.(330).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hui Min's very artistic present, haha, don't you think it look like an olympic torch? :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you all for the presents, love them very much [:&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: Anyway, don't you think my house floor is shiny &amp;amp; nice? :D :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-2933284397646160281?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/2933284397646160281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=2933284397646160281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2933284397646160281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2933284397646160281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-starshine-earth-says-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SFdZEMTLMaI/AAAAAAAAAZw/FBClHy1KSCM/s72-c/SNAP.(326).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-8236362658436389898</id><published>2008-06-17T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T14:23:43.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot, they didn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear. What are we going to do now? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just reply? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days people, 5 more days &amp;amp; we'll see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm not looking forward to it at all. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this bad kid has neither finish her work nor started on her projects. D:&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-8236362658436389898?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/8236362658436389898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=8236362658436389898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8236362658436389898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8236362658436389898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/06/shoot-they-didnt-reply.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-8832337435478948238</id><published>2008-06-09T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:51:36.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;173th post, 3 more left. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANNOYMOUS&lt;/b&gt;: Hey brother, it should be &lt;u&gt;anonymous&lt;/u&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YUJIA&lt;/b&gt;: Very cute right! It's &lt;u&gt;L&lt;/u&gt; mah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YUNJIN&lt;/b&gt;: Not sure though. I &lt;u&gt;think&lt;/u&gt; some still gave birth to more than one. But majority majority are the only child lah. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SYLVIA&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah, especially for you! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MINYI&lt;/b&gt;: Thanks! For informing, updating &amp;amp; taking the effort. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;QIJIN&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I didn't destroy my cube purposely! D: D:&lt;br /&gt;- The death note thing damn funny right! Haha :D :D&lt;br /&gt;- Nah, I wasn't on hiatus but can be considered that way. I was, erm, hybernating! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MIN&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah, upper sec school holidays suck like @#$%!&lt;br /&gt;- Will update one! Confirm guarantee plus chop! I thought you knew I damn lag one, hee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRERANA&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah, holiday is like, no holiday, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YANRU&lt;/b&gt;: Hello! Thanks for tagging (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MENGLING&lt;/b&gt;: Of course you know! Scream like crazy lah! :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TINGHUI&lt;/b&gt;: I was in Malaysia :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PHYLLIS&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah yeah. Not very vulgar lah, hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not on hiatus. I'm just lazy lazy lazy.&lt;br /&gt;And I know my blog entry would be long long long.&lt;br /&gt;So this is something like, a prelude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been away to Malaysia for 4 days, since last Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Back on Thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those 4 days pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;The itinery was not ideal at all, but the company and all was kinda great [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to General Hospital today to visit my Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;In and out of hospitals recently, poor her.&lt;br /&gt;Heart ache, see her super xin ku :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that trained to Dhoby Ghaut, Plaza Singapura.&lt;br /&gt;In Carrefour, I saw someone whom I thought is Daphne, the Singapore Idol contestant of first season. I still think she's Daphne, but my dad says she just looks very very very much like her. &lt;u&gt;But I still think she is.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Li Fei Hui in John Little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my brother bought a Rubiks cube, the actual real one.&lt;br /&gt;It's for me as my birthday present he claims.&lt;br /&gt;But we all know he's the one who wants it luh.&lt;br /&gt;Since we came home he's been hogging it already.&lt;br /&gt;And I never even solve it once can.&lt;br /&gt;Lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 13 days left to school reopening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We wasted 2 weeks &amp;amp; 1 day of our holidays already. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Must chiong homework already! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 13 more pathetic days to another crazy hectic term full of horror and terror! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I really don't want my holidays to end! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 13 more days left, I still have 2 groupworks which I have not started. (OMG!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot alot alot of homework.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a bad kid with lousy time management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee, hopefully we can go the place we want to go on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, going to post on Penang real soon.&lt;br /&gt;Getting the photos from WenQi tomorrow, going her house. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all for now, have to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Good night! :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-8832337435478948238?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/8832337435478948238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=8832337435478948238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8832337435478948238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8832337435478948238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/06/173th-post-3-more-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-3097452575246979619</id><published>2008-05-24T14:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T15:14:32.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A way to differentiate primary schoolers from secondary students or lower secondary students from upper secondary students ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary schoolers/lower secondary: ' Yay, holidays! Can play! :D '&lt;br /&gt;(Upper) Secondary students: ' Holidays what holidays, like not holidays can. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many homework D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hopefully there's still space &amp;amp; time to go out with some people [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think Sichuan earthquake was a devastating incident. So many lives. So many students like us. I can't bear to imagine what is it like if your school just collapse on you. And most of them are the only child in their families. Ah, sad sad sad D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should really really cherish every day. I should make this a point to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's part of a conversation between Cerlyn, YanRu &amp;amp; me, which I think is funny, on a thursday afternoon. Being talkative, it seems like only me and yanru were talking. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan Ru: I want to buy a chop for my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- some discussions about pros of having a name chop -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: How much is the chop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan Ru: $9.90 D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Whoa, $9.90, I can buy . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 cups of bubble tea or more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan Ru: -LOL- I thought you were going to say clothes, then I was thinking how much clothes Mei Na can buy with $9.90. then you said bubble tea! -LOL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: - feels dumb - I'm very simple lah, one cup of bubble tea can make me happy . . . imagine what 5 can do! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerlyn: 5 can make you go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: yeah, I already am. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day I was very high, craving for bubble tea since dismissal. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;So everything I think of is bubble tea. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cappicino snow blend (:&lt;br /&gt;I think the bitter sweet taste is nicee. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, going to post some random pictures. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe8v8RNnuI/AAAAAAAAAVY/gERGLxs6cnw/s1600-h/SNAP.(109).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203835426268094178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe8v8RNnuI/AAAAAAAAAVY/gERGLxs6cnw/s320/SNAP.(109).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One side of the table is allocated to my brother, the other allocated to me. No prizse in guessing which side is mine. This is taken in the midst of a night before an exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe8v8RNnvI/AAAAAAAAAVg/oI_G8kpeYIk/s1600-h/SNAP.(110).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203835426268094194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe8v8RNnvI/AAAAAAAAAVg/oI_G8kpeYIk/s320/SNAP.(110).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No wonder my locker is always stuffed. D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe8wMRNnwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/QusLULhVjlM/s1600-h/SNAP.(123).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203835430563061506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe8wMRNnwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/QusLULhVjlM/s320/SNAP.(123).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A giant alpha sign! Haha, actually no, I think it's some logo. Found this at AMK. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe8wMRNnxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/nmvMzbon9o4/s1600-h/SNAP.(132).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203835430563061522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe8wMRNnxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/nmvMzbon9o4/s320/SNAP.(132).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe8wcRNnyI/AAAAAAAAAV4/VowrvN8fnUw/s1600-h/SNAP.(023).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203835434858028834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe8wcRNnyI/AAAAAAAAAV4/VowrvN8fnUw/s320/SNAP.(023).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe74sRNnpI/AAAAAAAAAUw/J7Zz2PREvyM/s1600-h/SNAP.(022).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203834477080321682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe74sRNnpI/AAAAAAAAAUw/J7Zz2PREvyM/s320/SNAP.(022).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My brother's artwork :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe748RNnqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/-vW6Hy2gy3Y/s1600-h/SNAP.(135).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203834481375288994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe748RNnqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/-vW6Hy2gy3Y/s320/SNAP.(135).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;- Ignore the Elmo's world - The words below are lyrics of KEN LEEEEE :D I wrote this during Math Olympiad :x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe748RNnrI/AAAAAAAAAVA/7F1eDixoFME/s1600-h/SNAP.(086).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203834481375289010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe748RNnrI/AAAAAAAAAVA/7F1eDixoFME/s320/SNAP.(086).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe75MRNnsI/AAAAAAAAAVI/NwzE1AWD07U/s1600-h/SNAP.(091).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203834485670256322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe75MRNnsI/AAAAAAAAAVI/NwzE1AWD07U/s320/SNAP.(091).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe75cRNntI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/152NeJ7nx30/s1600-h/SNAP.(090).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203834489965223634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe75cRNntI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/152NeJ7nx30/s320/SNAP.(090).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old lousy Rubiks cube broke. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe6zcRNnkI/AAAAAAAAAUI/EfUPZeKFNPQ/s1600-h/Gotcha!+(150).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203833287374380610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe6zcRNnkI/AAAAAAAAAUI/EfUPZeKFNPQ/s320/Gotcha!+(150).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The birthday card I drew for my dad, when I went out of inspirations. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe6zsRNnlI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/zVKZXyi00Q8/s1600-h/Gotcha!+(154).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203833291669347922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe6zsRNnlI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/zVKZXyi00Q8/s320/Gotcha!+(154).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The advertisement board at busstop downstairs, after a downpour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe6zsRNnmI/AAAAAAAAAUY/WABznFb8jLo/s1600-h/Mas+Selamat!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203833291669347938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe6zsRNnmI/AAAAAAAAAUY/WABznFb8jLo/s320/Mas+Selamat!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MAS SELAMAT, once wanted, now still wanted! Haha, this is a postcard I got from somewhere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe6z8RNnnI/AAAAAAAAAUg/RRlA3FSmo5Q/s1600-h/QiJin%27s+water+painting!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203833295964315250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe6z8RNnnI/AAAAAAAAAUg/RRlA3FSmo5Q/s320/QiJin%27s+water+painting!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Qi Jin did this on the table using water she 'spilled' &amp;amp; her finger or pen, I can't remember. Damn nice right? [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe6z8RNnoI/AAAAAAAAAUo/vkFC9MR-qeU/s1600-h/SNAP.(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203833295964315266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe6z8RNnoI/AAAAAAAAAUo/vkFC9MR-qeU/s320/SNAP.(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And watch these Death Note videos, damn funny/cute/nice [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xUoos_2Zho&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xUoos_2Zho&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JyZq6L4CvE4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JyZq6L4CvE4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3YZ2SF0C-Fo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3YZ2SF0C-Fo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XIj_8NMDkWo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XIj_8NMDkWo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata, jiayou for your holiday assignments &amp;amp; have as much fun as you can [:&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-3097452575246979619?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/3097452575246979619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=3097452575246979619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3097452575246979619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3097452575246979619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/05/way-to-differentiate-primary-schoolers.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SDe8v8RNnuI/AAAAAAAAAVY/gERGLxs6cnw/s72-c/SNAP.(109).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-7642645841693664685</id><published>2008-05-18T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:18:41.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>171th post. Hmm, 5 more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I always feel very lousy when I quote my post numbers. Lol! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and, do I give you the impression that I'm very emo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Regina ask me why I always so emo, when blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. Haha, but I'm not emo! Like seriously, I think it takes alot of energy to be emo. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i'm finally going to updateee! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So warning, this is going to be a long long post.&lt;br /&gt;With no pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Ah ha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I went to Escape theme park yesterday with Hui Min, Ching Yee, WenQi, Meng Ling &amp;amp; Mr Tang and the yck students. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Coincidentally, us four andersonians wore white tees, while WenQi the only one not in Anderson wore blue tee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we discussed to wear 3/1 class tee (if it managed to dry), we didn't discussed to wear white. Haha. And I think I'm dumb, keep asking people why they wear white. tsktsk. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Tang's pattern still never change. He was like asking the YCK students, 'Are you ready? (to depart for Escape)' then the students shouted 'YES!' then he replied, ' But I'm not. Haha. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Escape like super early. Then we got our tickets and went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Hui min looked at the students and estimated that 99% of them cannot go for go-kart ride due to height limits, we went to the go-kart ride first. But it was closed for cleaning. So off we went to Viking, Pirate ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quoted from Mr Tang, '&lt;u&gt;Your sat on the Vi&lt;b&gt;king&lt;/b&gt;, I sat at the Burger &lt;b&gt;King&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;' Lol, actually he go there have to look after students, so like don't really get to have fun :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling Hui min they all that I'll have the peeing sensation on the Viking, haha. And rainbow. I keep saying luh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the &lt;u&gt;Viking&lt;/u&gt; have this boy who closed his eyes and the face wrinkled up, during the ride, he looked as though he was going to puke luh. Then I was super worried for him. Luckily he didn't luh. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hor, we went with our primary school juniors mah. Then nowadays ah, I don't know what's wrong with the kids' attitude eh. They like think they very pro/big/good like that, and look down on us 15 years old seniors. Like what the hell. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand them, they act like we're the scaredy cats. And like acting as though they're very very brave and not scared at all. And the worst thing is, we weren't even scared luh. then in the end they were the scared ones. Zzz. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean there's nothing wrong about being scared because after all they're younger. but I just can't stand them thinking that we're scared and they're not. Poor assumptions &amp;amp; inference skills. I wonder how they're cope with history in secondary school. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we realised that as we grew older, we became more scared of/unfit for rides. Yeah, like we'll get giddy more easily and stuff. :/ :/ :/ I don't want to grow old! I'm starting to think that 15 years old is quite old. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to &lt;u&gt;Family Coaster&lt;/u&gt;. we sat with a bunch of juniors. Then very funny, we screamed and they didn't. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Actually, most of the time, we screamed for fun. not because we scared. Haha, kept screaming on the Family Coaster for fun, along with Chingyee. Lol, damn funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The ride is fun luh, but very short. Zzz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for &lt;u&gt;Go-Kart&lt;/u&gt; ride after that. First time. Vibrated like crazy, on the Go-Kart. Quite fun, excluding the vibrating part and the part where Meng Ling crashed into me and the sudden bump scared me like don't know what. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride the &lt;u&gt;Rainbow&lt;/u&gt; next. Because very early, then not much people, plus have height limit then not alot people. So we sat individually. Slided &amp;amp; got flung like don't know what because sat individually. But I like that feeling. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went &lt;u&gt;Haunted house&lt;/u&gt;. Actually go before, but still scared. Grabbed WenQi who walked in front with Chingyee and Meng Ling grabbed me. WenQi is the bravest one luh. Haha. I just keep screaming &amp;amp; shouting. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I think Screaming is kinda fun. :D&lt;/span&gt; Actually we all did. And same as last time, I didn't really see much things. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But I saw this giant thing, puppet/toy/mummy, like obstructing half of the pathway, then I don't know why I keep thinking the thing will suddenly move and grab me. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After that went &lt;u&gt;Ferris Wheel&lt;/u&gt;. Very lame. Haha. Shall go Singapore Flyer next time :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway heard some people making fun of the Escape Ferris wheel and said to his friend, there the Singapore Flyer! Haha -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; chingyee went into one cabin. WenQi &amp;amp; Meng Ling another. Hui Min in one herself. Then our cabins like separated by one cabin each. So we're like shouting up/down/across to each other and bending to see each other also. Then the operator like laughed at us, in the not mean, admiring how spastic teenagers can be kind of way. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on &lt;u&gt;Kite Flyer&lt;/u&gt;. Wah seh, dizzy/giddy/ puking sensation. Old already :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then rested awhile then went on Flipper, only me, WenQi and Meng Ling. and that Meng Ling ah, really can scream like crazy. we were like saying we cannot scream one, then say WenQi and MengLing can scream very nice, because from choir, haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the flipper. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sort of left the theme park for lunch outside at downtown east. We walked to some not-so-new new building. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;On the way saw Tiamo Cafe, then I kept repeating the word TIAMO TIAMO, because I think it sounds nice. Haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti amo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this big ferris wheel in the building. they should like moved it to escape instead. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;u&gt;Zone X&lt;/u&gt; play. We used Hui Min's card but we add our own money then counting the games we can play. Lol. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Muahaha I owned, for the Daytona Racing Car&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the arcade game I'm best at, haha. because from young play with dad &amp;amp; bro, then as we always say, 'with males around, there's more competition hence more competitiveness'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE DAYTONA CAR RACING :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then played Bishi bashi. Hui Min owned luh. She always play one. Haha [:&lt;br /&gt;Then we played those got 'tickets' one, the one we have to hit the dogs/frogs which emerge from the holes. Then like 5 persons, so each person guard one hole. Haha, super easy [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought yogurts from Yogurt place. Then we all buy like chocolate type one, though conventionally we ought to eat yogurt with fruit flavourings. i bought chocolate hazelnut, chingyee bought blackforest and wenqi bought chocolate chips. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They very nice, let us try samples. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then we walked back to a food court. And shared lunch, because quite full. Then we sat there, talking &amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;gossiping&lt;/b&gt; about things/people in Anderson. Then explained to WenQi. Haha. We told her about Lalaland! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked back to Escape. Very full, so didn't do much. Watched people play the carnival games and a girl win a giant Pooh stuffed toy. Jealous. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We intended to ride Family Coaster as last ride, while WenQi went to ride inverter. She was the only one who dares to play, haha. But we witnessed the coaster broke down. Actually it just stopped halfway, up the slope. Then in the end, the operators have to assist people to come down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to YCKPS. Gossiped more. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm an evil girl, gossiping is one of my expertise. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And we realised the small students' hanphone are like all better than ours can. Nowadays ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After we reached YCKPS, it's like around 4.30pm. Me, Ching Yee and Hui Min don't feel like going home, so bused to &lt;u&gt;Compass Point&lt;/u&gt;. Talked more with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually like never really go out with them despite being classmates/friends for the 7th year now. And we were like saying: when going out with different people, we do different things. It's nice though [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Hui Min bought earrings, plastic one. I bought orange, she bought white, then exchanged one. Then we were like telling each other, what we like then like hint hint. Haha. Like at a particular point of time, we were riding down the escalator then at the bottom floor got the computer display, then Chingyee suddenly say 'VAIO!' (the laptop) &amp;amp; before that she was like saying, 'Eh, why Meina never hint hint ah?' because ironically, my birthday is the nearest one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So I said, ' I like VAIO! Hint Hint ' Lol! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went Comics Connection. And Hui Min went crazy whenever I showed her a Wu Zun picture. And you know Comics Connection is like every few steps you walk then will see something Fahrenheit-related one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And went Action City. Saw some chocolate designed stuff then I went crazy and smell the rubber thing. Then &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it smelt like chocolate&lt;/span&gt; luh! Lol :D And we got electric shock by something. damn scary. Especially for Hui Min, she's the first one who kena. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to kopitiam to eat desserts, because Hui Min suggested it, she got craving for soursop! Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; I told them, I like to go out with them, becasue keep eating one! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate honeydew sago &amp;amp; soursop. Veh nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went library (: Hahah. Then we saw some books with some -ahem- kind of pictures. I spotted one first then was like saying, PORNO! Haha. Then Hui Min said, 'are you sexually aroused?' then I was like no leh. Haha, therefore conclusion, NOT PORNO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we saw something that is supposed to be sexually arousing, then Ching Yee said, eh reading porno. Then we're like, no, we're not aroused. Haha. And and she said damn loud can, then got other people around. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home soon after that. Then ate dinner blah &amp;amp; walked to Hougang Point with family. 5 minutes like that. Then I went quite high at NTUC. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after eating with Hui min they all, I got alot craving. Then wanted to buy alot chocolates, but i think my mum thinks I'm crazy already then she stopped me from doing so. Then buy two only. Haha. But I still buy alot biscuits &amp;amp; tidbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like that good what, at least she knows I'll never be anorexic, which i think she's getting kind of worried about because I stopped eating at night after dinner which was my habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mum said go NTUC with me very jialat, buy alot things then spend alot money. Haha! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When walking home my feet started to hurt already. Walked too much already. Plus shoes I wore to Escape wasn't very comfortable. Borrowed sandals from my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's quite cool. Haha, because as my brother gets older, I have more things I can share with him. Haha &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol! But I don't know why I was feeling quite high at NTUC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most probably because I had a great great day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before ending the post, listen to this song, I think it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm addicted to it. keep singing/humming it this few days. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc2NLBvzA6I&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc2NLBvzA6I&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-7642645841693664685?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/7642645841693664685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=7642645841693664685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7642645841693664685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/7642645841693664685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/05/171th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-5205952244404935478</id><published>2008-05-12T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:21:05.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a very very chidun person, so now, don't laugh, but thanks for the ' jia you ' s for the MYE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Qi Jin, I've recovered yeah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I don't feel like blogging. Yeah. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad sign bad sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm still on hiatus now. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until, &lt;s&gt;my mood swings subsided&lt;/s&gt; I feel like it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Must be too much writing during exam period, my fingers all drained and tired already, don't want to do any more work. Yeah, must be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-5205952244404935478?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/5205952244404935478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=5205952244404935478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5205952244404935478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/5205952244404935478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-very-very-chidun-person-so-now-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-1243226985001572999</id><published>2008-04-19T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:42:43.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world, I'll be on hiatus, until I recuperate from examination shock. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new class for the year made me realised that there's nothing called too-early-to-revise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In particular, CCH is freaking me out. Heh. So did TYJ. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, should be 'So is TYJ'. Grammatical parallelism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hey you, stop rolling your eyes. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But frankly, I'm still quite happy in 3/1, because, there are many funny people (in my opinion)!Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the funniest thing(s) that happen this week was CCH calling Mrs Chong 'Mama Chong' by accident right in front of her. and maybe Sebastian singing 'CAI SHEN DAO' randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the ICA Building today, to collect my new Passport. It took 40 minutes. I brought my Geography textbook with me, but didn't touch it at all. Tsk. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new passport is a biopass! :D&lt;br /&gt;- sheesh, why am i announcing this to the whole world -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to long queues at checkpoints, hello to fingerprint readers. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person at the counter said my skin is better than my brother's. Ha-ha. :D&lt;br /&gt;My brother needed the lotion for his thumbprint, because it's too dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went to this ICA Gallery thing to view the things inside, for fun.&lt;br /&gt;Then they showed alot of actual items seized at the checkpoints.&lt;br /&gt;There was one I found particularly amusing, it was a Lala (yellow teletubby) stuff toy, stuffed with drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly when I first saw the Lala, I stunned diao, was like thinking, what's this funny looking thing with an antenna poking out of the head but looks familiar at the same time? Looks freaking scary for a moment. Then my next reaction was like, how long ago was it when Teletubbies were on trend? Lol. Plus the Lala is like totally random position. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also got people hide drugs in incense paper. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was normal. Yeah, nothing worth elaborating. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIA&lt;u&gt;YOU&lt;/u&gt; PEOPLE, THOSE WHO BOTHER TO STUDY/THOSE WHO FEEL FORCED TO STUDY/THOSE WHO DON'T LIKE TO STUDY &amp;amp; THOSE WHO ARE TOO THIN. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-1243226985001572999?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/1243226985001572999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=1243226985001572999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1243226985001572999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/1243226985001572999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-world-ill-be-on-hiatus-until-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-2751916090364673674</id><published>2008-04-14T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:14:04.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, I'm blogging again. I shall refrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh if you want to know the reason I'm refraining, read my previous entry. I'm lazy to type it ot all over again. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway L IS SUPER CUTE/FUNNY! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Yu Jia &amp;amp; I kept talking about L lah. Yu Jia is  super funny, she can't stop imitating L or talking about his postures and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the whole day, she was like out to make me think of L every time I see her or talk to her lah. Lol. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SAMswuF_zcI/AAAAAAAAATw/kyOE-K4tffk/s1600-h/4198157_gal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189040411179470274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SAMswuF_zcI/AAAAAAAAATw/kyOE-K4tffk/s320/4198157_gal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I think the way L holds his cellphone is like very classic. Yu Jia and I kept doing this the whole day. D:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SAMsw-F_zdI/AAAAAAAAAT4/b8bVh9lRuLk/s1600-h/captureyq7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189040415474437586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SAMsw-F_zdI/AAAAAAAAAT4/b8bVh9lRuLk/s320/captureyq7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Yeah, the mask is kinda stupid but very funny! I will laugh during every scene I see L wears the mask.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SAMsw-F_zeI/AAAAAAAAAUA/GefixVQprD8/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189040415474437602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SAMsw-F_zeI/AAAAAAAAAUA/GefixVQprD8/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall stop thinking/talking about L.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nah, I can't do it. Hah.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-2751916090364673674?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/2751916090364673674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=2751916090364673674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2751916090364673674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2751916090364673674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/04/sheesh-im-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_luRxG-c_blY/SAMswuF_zcI/AAAAAAAAATw/kyOE-K4tffk/s72-c/4198157_gal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-3709053948416767053</id><published>2008-04-13T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:36:58.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think it's my 167th post, very little I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of reserving my 176th post on my birthday! :D&lt;br /&gt;And I think I can do it lah, haha, I'm updating so little nowdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I told YunJin this : OMG, I think I'm becoming a nerd. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she replied : I thought you are one already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thinking of it, yeah so true.&lt;br /&gt;I think our class tee is kinda misleading. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today was chatting with YunJin &amp;amp; TingHui, we were like coincidentally online.&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, I think they're just online every Sunday, so it's not very coincidental. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me &amp;amp; TingHui said the same thing at one point of our conversation, then I was like, heh mo qi! And TingHui starting saying something like &lt;u&gt;ink vapour&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunJin &amp;amp; I were like blur diao, then Tinghui explained:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mo = ink&lt;br /&gt;qi = vapour&lt;br /&gt;mo qi = ink vapour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we started lame-ing, and the results were as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feng Mei Na = Sew Sister Sodium&lt;br /&gt;Chen Yun Jin = Orange Cloud Well&lt;br /&gt;Wen Ting Hui = Warm Stop Can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn idiotic! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My brother just told me something that some people blog until they die. D:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think I'm going to Penang, during June, most probably, with YCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And my brother just calculated for me that before my birthday I have to bog every 8 days in order to achieve the 176th post on my birthday. Lol.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I think that &lt;u&gt;my reaction is seriously damn slow can&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's around 16 seconds for me to react. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really chidun. Zzz. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is pretty crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have many many homework. So much, I don't bother trying to remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Friday Mrs Poh came into our class and :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us: We have &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of homework/extra lessons (Can't remember which, should be latter)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Poh: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;How many&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Us: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Alot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tomorrow shall be the start of another battle with the nerds in us.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-3709053948416767053?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/3709053948416767053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=3709053948416767053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3709053948416767053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/3709053948416767053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-think-its-my-167th-post-very-little-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-2075843119197061185</id><published>2008-04-07T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:21:48.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;PHYLLIS&lt;/u&gt;: Long posts are part of my expertise, lol! You want to eew, can eew with me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YUJIA&lt;/u&gt;: I don't think you need to remind me at all, I am still remembering him, that is whenever I see you. Ahh. Haha, and you seriously remind me of L too. I don't know why. D:&lt;br /&gt;L IS DAMN CUTE anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PRERANA&lt;/u&gt;: Whoa, really, thank me for letting you see the longest post in your life! :D There are more to come, don't you worry. :D The bag designs could be seriously improved, lol! Ooh, soft drink dissolve bones, eek. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;QIJIN&lt;/u&gt;: YEAH I MISS YOU LIKE DON'T KNOW WHAT LAH! :(&lt;br /&gt;Yay you like my post, hahahahah. Yay, laugh more. :D LAILAILAILAI~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Death Note for the first time yesterday on Channel U. I think alot people watch.&lt;br /&gt;And L is like seriously cute/funny/interesting/amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially the scene where he eat potato chips and use lollipop to stir his coffee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now whenever I see YuJia, I'll think of that nice guy featured in words in my previous entry or L. Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today geography lesson in the humanities room, spent half of it (maybe slightly lesser) talking about L, hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something is seriously wrong with me recently.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have to see how fun the dentist is tomorrow and I'm not looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today talked with CY or NS or HM about YCKPS dentist.&lt;br /&gt;I miss dentist Florence alot lah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And it's weird but we always hang around the dental clinic until everyone's done then we go up together, even though dentist tried to chase us away. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss the storybooks piled up at the chairs for us &lt;s&gt;to laugh at&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go mug Chemistry for tomorrow's test. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ImissmissmokIreallydoandIdon'tknowwhy. [: &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-2075843119197061185?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/2075843119197061185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=2075843119197061185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2075843119197061185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2075843119197061185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/04/phyllis-long-posts-are-part-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4579961746427894513</id><published>2008-04-06T12:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T13:49:25.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;Life is pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;Life is dumb.&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Life is toying.&lt;br /&gt;Life is joy.&lt;br /&gt;Life is unfair.&lt;br /&gt;Life is fair.&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a The Sims game played by we-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two weeks have been pretty hectic &amp;amp; crazy &amp;amp; fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I like fridays, Fridays are like approaching at such a fast rate then I feel like running away from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like alone at home, again, because I don't know why I feel that I have alot of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i don't really have much to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's like some scary syndrome you get from 'too much' stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz. Get well soon Meina. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I declare being tall is a crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me highlight the things that happen recently that I could remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm getting more and more pissed and angry and put-off with Miss Crazy person &amp;amp; her friend, Miss I-can't-stop-staring-and-smiling-at-you. WHAT'RE YOUR PROBLEMS? I really can't stand it much longer, I told QiJin &amp;amp; Cerlyn, and next time, I shall stare back. I REALLY CAN'T STAND YOU ANYMORE. &lt;i&gt;IT'S LIKE OVER A LONG LONG TIME AGO, SO GET OVER IT AND GET ON WITH YOUR PATHETIC LIVES PLEASE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to phrase nasty words nicely for people who don't deserve it. Pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm starting to dislike practical sessions. Really really dislike them. Argh, I'm abnormal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I laughed alot on Friday. Because I'm surrounded by funny people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have to note that I can't get too high in the morning if i have to stay back in school, because after my highness subsided, I become very very restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I didn't really get fooled this April's Fool. And I feel that it's wasted. Sheesh. And the class tee prank is quite lame &amp;amp; mean. Let's expect a bit more next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I learnt to let go. Yeah, now the sight of you is stirring less emotions in me. Thank goodness, it's about time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I learnt about some shocking things. I'm like looking at alot of things/issues/people in different light now, and I seriously don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I MISS SITTING NEXT TO QIJIN. Really badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- At the same time, I'm glad I'm at least sitting very near her. And Shirley says she's surrounded by YCKPS people. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I feel like going for the YCKPS Penang Trip this June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I miss YCK6105, probably because I'm like in same class with CY, NS and HM so we tend to talk about the past sometimes. ironically, I don't miss 11062107 that much anymore. Bash me up. but it's not my bad anyway. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whenever I see you, whatever joy that was previously in me seconds ago perished. That's the extend. I have a bad omen regarding you anyway. Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only details I remember was about YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flag day for Viriya Community Service.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone prefers to carry a tin than a bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the pouch for holding money in my donation bag keep sticking together, so the coins cannot go further down to the bottom of my bag. Then I have to stick my finger into the opening of the hole OF THE BAG and poke the coins down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW IT SOUNDS DAMN WRONG. IT LOOKS DAMN WRONG TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I folded the sticker paper into a thick strip and use that to poke the coins down. BUT IT'S STILL VERY WRONG. Zzz. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the collection of bags was not as efficient as the St John one. But towards the end, they ask the people to collect by level then it's faster by alot lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Woodlands with QiJin and YuJia :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was early so we could find seats on the MRT, which I consider quite rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I just keep seeing trees outside the windows and I just kept saying: ' Can you see the emergent? '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so geog. Then QiJin said : " Don't talk to me about physics! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I stunned, haha. Because she was thinking of emergent ray in physics while I was talking about emergent trees. LOL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached woodlands, then got alot students doing the Viriya donation thingy already.&lt;br /&gt;Some were asking for donations at the MRT station lah. It's not allowed anyway :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we realised why they were quite alot of people doing the Viriya donations thingy, because there was a collection point just beside the MRT Station. Zzz. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the good locations all taken away by other people. Then we went to some long passageway 'behind' the MRT station with some people walking past most of the times. It leads to an overhead bridge so people living in the HDB blocks who want to get to the MRT station have to pass us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had quite alot of fun actually. Because kept talking, laughing, singing with QiJin and YuJia. I know me and QiJin made YuJia laughed when we sang 'Ken Leeeee' :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are about some people we met/some things we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- FIRST OF ALL! (not in chronological order but most important and worthy thing to say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met this very very nice guy. We all think that he's very very nice lah. He was heading for the overhead bridge, hence heading towards us. Then he came to us and drop coins into QiJin and YuJia's bags, it's like he prepared the coins already (at this point it isn't really a big deal) then he saw me, and he said : ' Eh, I thought only two person. ' Then, he took out his wallet and dropped a coin into my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn nice, then he took stickers from all of us and said: ' I take more so your can finish earlier and go home and study ' and he left, leaving us all amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we were thinking, the ending of our flag day duty doesn't really have anything to do with the stickers, but we all agree he's super nice. It might not sound especially nice from what I said though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, me and QiJin started to 发花痴 over him lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were saying this kind of person super rare and super nice. Then we two kept saying next time we want this kind of person as boyfriends/marry this kind of person. Super lol. we were making YuJia laugh like don't know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we kept huachi-ing over him. And said something like: Aiyah, we didn't ask him for his phone number or if he has any girlfriend. And we all think that such a nice person would probably have a girlfriend. He's like at the most 20yearsold f.y.i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was like saying, 这种人10年才遇到1个, 然后我们就这样让他走了!&lt;br /&gt;Then QiJin corrected me and said, 应该是15年, 不是不10年!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YuJia says it's the first time she sees us 发花痴. Then I said it's the first time I see QiJin 发花痴 and QiJin said the same thing about me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;We weren't really exactly huachi until a very serious extent.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just funny.&lt;br /&gt;And YuJia kept reminding us of the guy, syaing that maybe that guy will come back or some random person on the passageway might be that guy's brother/mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the incidents that made yesterday's flag day rather fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There was this lady who kept singing '来来来来来来来' but it sounded like ' MyMyMyMy '.&lt;br /&gt;Before we even see her, we already hear her voice. Then there was like noone at the passageway. Rather freaked out. Because her voice is like high pitched and loud and clear. Then we went to see and realised that she's singing as she come down from the overhead bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when she's reaching us (with her friend), YuJia asked if she wants to make a donation and she rejected, while singing the same '来来来来来来来' tune. Then she walked away, leaving us three, laughing silently to each other. Like lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- YuJia kept having this analogy that a group of people with guys and girls right, the guys would make a donation to show off to/impress the girls or the boyfriend will donate to impress the girlfriend to show that he's generous. And I insisted that the analogy is funny. Haha, we tried to prove that analogy anyway. It wasn't exactly true. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There was this group of people from RIVERSIDE SECONDARY (i remember! because they are quite mean. ) They don't want to donate lah, then it's perfectly ok but they just kept laughing at us and making us seem like morons. MEAN PEOPLE. Hello, I think our intelligence level is definitely comparable to yours can? MEANIES. And blur YuJia kept asking why they laugh at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We kept guessing which kind of people will donate and which kind won't and half of the time, those people who we thought won't donate would donate. Haha. But my guesses were mostly correct. Like 8 or 7 correct out of 10. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- YuJia kept reminding me of the nice guy D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We kept targetting adults with kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There is this guy who walked past and we asked and he dug into his pocket and we heard sounds of coins then he said. "sorry no coins." Then we three were like looking at each other with the blur look, and laughed. Heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- QiJin kept saying woodlands people are mostly (that excludes YunJin because she would retaliate 'violently' and that nice guy) not nice, compared to Toa Payoh people. (We went to Toa Payoh last week for St John Flag Day and alot people donated.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- QiJin happened to ask some lady she 'bumped' into at the corner of the MRT station if she wanted to make a donation and that lady turned out to be one of the working staff for the Viriya community services who is distributing the bags. Lol! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we returned to Amk via MRT. Stood at the thingy between two cubicles. we three were so tired, we were like 'sleeping' while standing and our postures like all the same one! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with Chingyee and bus-ed to Hougang Mall to have lunch by Bus 74.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked around, looking and commenting on earrings, necklaces, watches and whatever. I realised me and Ching have similar tastes for bigbig watches and both detest the small small watches. And our differences also, like me wearing plastic earrings only and her wearing metal earrings only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was like a long queue outside the mall for free icecream, but we don't have the coupon or something so didn't redeem. Tempted so bought Mac's Waffle cone. the icecream melt damn fast, so I ate unglam-ly. Nah, was never glam while eating or any other time. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's like when we're young we would lick the icecream right? But now our age, licking the icecream is super duper unglam. But anyway I feel that you lick the icecream then like little little bit only, might as well 'bite' the whole chunk and let it melt in your mouth. Haha. I WANT TO EAT ICECREAM NOW! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home from Hougang mall with Chingyee. Quite far for me, not for her. But I like walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I realised I got sweaty palms.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, my keyboard is like getting sweaty, along with my fingers because i don't know type how long already, so tata! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm so good at abrupt endings, for my compos as well, lol -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4579961746427894513?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4579961746427894513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4579961746427894513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4579961746427894513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4579961746427894513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/04/hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-4002800279347106278</id><published>2008-03-23T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T15:35:38.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw a shirt that says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;log (alpha + beta) = 2&lt;br /&gt;log alpha = ?&lt;br /&gt;I LOST 2 MARKS IN THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's like quite cool lah.&lt;br /&gt;I almost bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think is male one, then the size all super big. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw one which says ' I ♥ SINGAPORE '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alignment is just like our classtee, the font also. Just replace the last word only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, super random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think this vid. is nice :D though the starting is like -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value&lt;br /&gt;="http://www.youtube.com/v/jVRObT8MEc8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jVRObT8MEc8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are wondering, yah this is the end of the post [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-4002800279347106278?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/4002800279347106278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=4002800279347106278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4002800279347106278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/4002800279347106278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/03/yesterday-i-saw-shirt-that-says-log.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-644112748453292754</id><published>2008-03-21T12:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T13:26:50.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No, I may be insane but not that insane to chop of my head and start distributing 10cm to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But I stil owe Jane &amp;amp; prerana 10cm each, and Rebecca 5cm from like last year. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAPPY GOOD FRIDAY PEOPLE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow would be Taiwan's Presidential elections and my father's birthday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall randomly blog about random points about this week's happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stephanie was like insanely happy on Monday, I semi know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Me and Sylvia saw that Benjamin guy from Campus superstar on 72 on Tuesday, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sylvia can't stop laughing at some small whitish thingy stuck on the television screen of TVMobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- On wednesday, Ms Ho didn't come to school again, and for pe, our class engaged in an interesting game of 45 people catching for 1 ball, aka Captains' Ball. Then we increased the number of balls to 2, and it's quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The volleyballs like my head. This year, I've been hit on the head for like n times. &lt;i&gt;That's why I'm getting stupider.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yckps held Sports Day on wednesday and Neptune (my former pe house) won again! When I was in primary school ,Neptune never won. When I left the primary school for 3 years, Neptune won for 3 consecutive years D: &lt;i&gt;p.s: Mercury got thrashed again :x&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think New York sells interesting souvenirs. I think Sylvia agrees. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think my class is damn horny. Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When presenting bio powerpoint, I don't know why I paused and can't help laughing at the ;hot sensation' part. I think it's because I never read the script before and it's super sudden. Haha. Andand I realised that none of us presented on the parts we researched, like lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I went for the MOE Chinese writer scheme thingy held in 2/2 classroom. And I'm starting to appreciate Math Olympiad. But anyway we got free stuff(s). And the writer wanted us to do a 3 minute self introduction, but I only managed to do 30 seconds. Lol! Oh, and the present 2/2 and the ex. 2/2 classroom is like totally, super different. Former is messy, dirty and dusty, compared to the super clean ex. 2/2. Haha, and I miss Mdm Hee, because I saw her writing on the 2/2's whiteboard. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Today my mother woke me up at 6 plus, which is very very early, even though I want to jog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm trying to jog the correct way, as in the toe part must touch ground first then heels touch kind. because i don't want ugly big muscles to start forming on my calves (sp?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something super duper random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;给住在我心里的那个笨蛋的警告&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;你的租期早已到期了啦, 请你尽快搬出来, 我才可以请维修人员来维修你住的时候所造成的损害. 这样一来, 我才敢让别人搬进来住. 请你离开时, 千万不要带走任何东西! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S: I'm not emo, haha.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-644112748453292754?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/644112748453292754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=644112748453292754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/644112748453292754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/644112748453292754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-i-may-be-insane-but-not-that-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-2652264744962939370</id><published>2008-03-14T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T19:40:34.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>REPLY TO LOVELY TAGS! :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lakshmi&lt;/u&gt;: Hello! Enjoy whatever is left from your hols too [: &lt;i&gt;Geography don't &lt;b&gt;rock&lt;/b&gt;, contradicting eh?&lt;/i&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ChibiMoon&lt;/u&gt;: Yeah it kinda suck that we don't experience winter here. But if you let me choose whether to have winter, I think i'll still have second thoughts. &lt;i&gt;Singapore bred me into a summer person, zzz.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sylvia&lt;/u&gt;: yeah, i love it too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;QiJin&lt;/u&gt;: Yay, you're back from camp! And I think it's nice too. I like paper too [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jane&lt;/u&gt;: Thanks! Yeah, I love you back, lol. High5! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YuJia&lt;/u&gt;: Thankyou, for both sentences, hahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YunJin&lt;/u&gt;: Ok, thanks for the tip. I'm a moron infront of a computer, hahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Prerana&lt;/u&gt;: Thanks! update update. Lol, I'm sure you're waiting for the day I pay you in cm(s). :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phyllis&lt;/u&gt;: Yay, you understood! Haha, I think other than mo qi, I think we're both nonsensical, that's why :D hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY BLOGSKIN hahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to do C.I.P alone yesterday at library. Was wearing my 2107 classtee :D&lt;br /&gt;But I felt quite uneasy letting so many people see my name, I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;So I wore a jacket over. Yesterday was pouring cats &amp;amp; dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can't believe that I'm so commited to my duty that I can actually remember where Dr Seuss's books are. Ok, it's not that great but it's the only thing that I can directly help the people who approached me for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I'm like totally ignorant (because &lt;i&gt;I don't work in the library&lt;/i&gt;) &amp;amp; have to resort to 'you can check using the computer, I'm not very sure'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think the librarians are nice people, hoho! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, a major thing that happened that affected my life greatly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My living room television spoiled :(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still have a television in the master bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;it just affects my habits, that's all, hahahah [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i read on blogs and also heard that many people were badly sunburnt last friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sunburnt, because I applied some of Yanning's suntan lotion/sunscreen/sunblock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it might be the one which protects your skin from UV ray but still results in tanned skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YunJin would know, she told me once before.&lt;br /&gt;haha, if you happen to read this, tell me which one will not make your skin tanner, haha, THANKS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this appeals to others as well, if you know [: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oops, I side-tracked. I wanted to say that instead of having my skin peeling off, which i don't want, the front part of my scalp was peeling off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Disgusting I know. D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it was the only part I didn't apply the sunblock on. Haha, i will laugh if you ask me why. Heh. Maybe not. But my scalp already hurt on friday night :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I almost got myself a new handphone line, a new handphone number.&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking and I hate changes. Like smsing everyone on your contact list, telling them the change in your number and changing your handphone number in all the profiles, school profiles or whatever, even the library profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the library called me today, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, anyway the change of number wasn't the reason I didn't change my number [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Jiale at the busstop this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda glad i didn't go to the states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the work they have to catch up! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway if I knew I'm going to dislike doing history essays and procrastinate it everytime it has to be done, i would have taken literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley and me are both procrastinating our history essays. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THANKS SHIRLEY FOR TAKING MY CHINESE FILE TO SCHOOL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i hope you read this, hehheh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think this quote is amusing, because I took it from amusingquotes.com/&lt;br /&gt;Lol! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some people cause happiness wherever they go; others, whenever they go.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE YOU GET IT! Hahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off now, I wonder if you'll be happy. Hah :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-2652264744962939370?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/2652264744962939370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=2652264744962939370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2652264744962939370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/2652264744962939370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/03/reply-to-lovely-tags-d-lakshmi-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30778549.post-8269613162983086371</id><published>2008-03-12T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T17:23:30.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I said, my decisions to hiatus normally don't last long. This time it didn't even last a day. Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My devotion is back! It comes back everytime I change my blogskin [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just changed my computer, my cpu, my mouse, my keyboard etc.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the I.T. show. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Vista and it feels like I'm using a Mac.&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I prefer my old keyboard. This new keyboard not very nice to type. Everytime my intended capital letter will still be a small letter D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NANNAN! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Like recently many people I know are abroad [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the NewYork people, my aunt &amp;amp; uncle go China and my poly cousin go China  too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York &amp;amp; China both experiencing winter. -jealous-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we get is like heavy rain. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now something super funny happened.&lt;br /&gt;I was talking on the phone to YunJin and there's this incoming call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i clicked 'flash' and answered the incoming call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Person on the other end: Hello. -kept silent-&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who are you calling for?&lt;br /&gt;Person on the other end: You. -kept silent-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I was like, this is a young male voice, and I don't know anyone with this voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like thinking, oh sheesh, another guess who i am and what I'm calling for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sounded like a stalker anyway. hahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm, who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Person on the other end: -to protect the identity of this person, I shall keep his name under wraps- [p.s: you don't know him anyway]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Orh, sorry I'm not YongXun [my brother, yes I have a brother, lol]. I'm his sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person on the other end: Oh! Sorry sorry sorry! -the damn paiseh tone-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation was in Chinese, and it's funnier in that tone.&lt;br /&gt;But I have not installed the programme whereby I can type chinese on my new computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, conclusion, me and my brother sounded too alike on phone.&lt;br /&gt;we were just talking about this a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sound so alike that my father sometimes have difficulty differentiating us on phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, his voice hasn't break yet lah, hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Conclusion: Don't assume on home phone, always request for the person politely, especially if you call me, hahah!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30778549-8269613162983086371?l=iam-enroute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/feeds/8269613162983086371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30778549&amp;postID=8269613162983086371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8269613162983086371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30778549/posts/default/8269613162983086371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iam-enroute.blogspot.com/2008/03/see-i-said-my-decisions-to-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>Mei Na</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03694694328398752423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
