<?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-7620543990988544095</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:29:06.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Step Into My Size 6 n 1/2 Shoes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7620543990988544095.post-1990583537533922897</id><published>2009-11-04T07:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T07:24:44.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tadum tadum...my com is lagging dreadfully...think it's hinting to me to go n sleep, coz currently, e whole house is asleep except me...whoooo...&lt;br /&gt;havent blog for a long time coz : 1) no mood to blog/no time/nothing to blog abt 2) lazy to on the com...&lt;br /&gt;frankly studying for 'a's is giving me lots of insights into life...like i'll be reading something n suddenly, voom, in comes a brilliant wise thought knocking on the door... haha, my brain juice has nothing to spend itself on...&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking the other day that i'll make a good gossip columnist...why? bcoz i'm good at descriptions...not the usual kind, but the exaggerated, tongue in cheek kind of comments and feedbacks...sadly, will have no future in the sunny island of Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'll resume blogging after my 'A's ends, which is on the 3rd of Dec...horrible timetable, with everything squished up in the first week (the first paper is next tues in fact) and 10 days of utter boredom between the second-last n last paper...gross right? totally... anyway, thinking of starting a new blog, coz i getting older n bitchier n need to hide myself away...with age comes clarity of vision...haha...so i guess this blog wont have that long a time left...e new blog will probably not link to anyone's, not told to anyone, unless u're still reading this blog and completely deeper...haha, unless u discover it by chance...though how's that possible i dont know...got me a revelation the other day...on how exposed i'm on this blog, though it's semi-dead...&lt;br /&gt;this totally unknown girl, a friend of a friend apparently, knows my name n thus have read this blog b4...n when she told me that, i was like: WHOA! i dont even know u! (thinking it of coz, i'm nice) n so i said, u know my name meh? she was like yeah, n gave this secret smile...so i said, but this blog totally has no names, not even my own full name so how do u know it's mine... n she said, i know...creepy sometimes... but nvm, not like i used this blog for confession... i have a diary for that! *sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;so yup, going to move soon, dont miss me, though if u do, u can always call me...haha! lame, bye!&lt;br /&gt;n night, n wish me lots of luck for 'A's!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-1990583537533922897?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1990583537533922897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=1990583537533922897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1990583537533922897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1990583537533922897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2009/11/tadum-tadum.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-1530284806206960616</id><published>2009-09-01T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T07:19:14.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The saying: U get what u see...Well, it's not true most of the time...&lt;br /&gt;today, 1st of Sept 2009...my family celebrated my 18th birthday for me, on day early. Why? Because, joy to the world, i have econs tuition tmr, on my 18th bday...i guess the significance of an 18th bday doesnt hold true when one is in danger of not getting good grades for A level econs...Sigh... Well the celebration today was minimal...the cake was gorgeous, an ice cream cake, cookies n cream, from swensen's...besides that...the rest went downhill from there...&lt;br /&gt;1) my dearest daddy, with his extremely poor memory for dates, totally forgot it was my bday tmr...as usual...so no surprises there...&lt;br /&gt;2) we ate the cake with my extremely poor feeling bro, who somehow managed to get the symptoms of sorethroat...&lt;br /&gt;3) we ate the cake while my dad n mum, as usual started quarelling over the smallest thing: the tuperware to store the uneaten cake in... i mean seriously! they were arguing abt the shape for christ sake! for once, cant they enjoy something in peace, without my dad making a snark comment n my poor mum rising to the bait...sigh...why cant my parents be the lovey dovey kind, so that i can grow up believing in the sanctity of everlasting love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but truth to be told, my parents aint that bad...for one, they really believe in the sanctity of marriage vows...so thx to that, my bro n i can grow up in a complete family...but i believe that my parents do have love to some extent, though both of them r really bad at showing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let me recaptulate: things r not what they seem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-1530284806206960616?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1530284806206960616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=1530284806206960616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1530284806206960616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1530284806206960616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2009/09/saying-u-get-what-u-see.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-5760175681598932004</id><published>2009-05-28T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T08:41:45.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i miss a life of freedom, freedom to daydream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-5760175681598932004?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/5760175681598932004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=5760175681598932004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5760175681598932004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5760175681598932004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-life-of-freedom-freedom-to.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-2483915366085308352</id><published>2009-05-28T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T08:35:04.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MIA for so long...well, here i'm! it's just that this year, i didn't have much motivation to blog, partly due to the lack of going-ons in my life... J2 life is damn boring, it's kinda like CCA n studies and nothing else. Anyway, i took on an extra H3 molecular bio subject this year (with NTU) and so my life is now almost completely filled with studies and nothing else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just a quick update since like Jan...i really miss my friend Zona, for reasons i can't say here... i miss having heart to heart sessions w her...the guys in my class remain as gay as ever, retaining the seemingly unless need to be in contact with each other...my poor eyes... and the girls in the soccer team has undergone an evolution in the relationships, with the entrance of the J1s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed lots of soccer prac, esp during the March hols, due to H3, which kinda stole my entire March hols from me...expectedly, i did not start studying sufficiently early enough for my Block Test 1, which was after the March hols and did even worse than my promos...very very disappointed with myself. celebrated the end of BT1 with my virgin attempt at guitar hero at sheila's house...n it's kinda fun coz noone in her house cares how loud we screamed n laughed... missed soccer JTS n my class JTS due to...what else...having to study for H3... seriously, H3 murdered more of my social life than expected... n advice to anyone who's thinking of taking NTU molecular bio...DON'T! u'll have time enough to be killed when u r in uni... enjoy life while u can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for soccer tournament, despite high hopes, our team didnt make it into semis...all i can say is that, it was a result of a disappointing match...the loss was partly ours, for not keeping vigilant long enough n not greedy for the ball, n partly due to poor luck that we met with such a bias referee n an unethical team...  sports, the beauty n the ugly of it... but i thoroughly enjoyed my one over year in soccer, because the sport is fantastically fun n the people, the best...every team has its ups n downs, so has ours, but importantly, we emerged as A TEAM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just this month, i went under an MP (member of parliament) attachment program, n was brought under the wing of Mr Michael Palmer, MP for Punggol east, part of the Pasir Ris Punggol GRC, which i belonged to...i really have lots of fun doing this program as my MP is friendly and approachable, unlike some of my friends', who appear to be busy majority of the time, which is kinda sad...i have learnt lots, my last session is this sat, from attending MPS (meet the people session), an RC meeting, a CCC meeting, a Mothers' Day celebration, n by this Sat, a block visit. What i can say is that, the 2 MPS that i have attended impacted me a lot, n i will consider being a volunteer after my 'A's at the session...either in my own area, or i'll go back to the punggol east one, coz the people there are super nice n friendly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life now, i stuck on studying for the H3 end of year, which will be on 3rd June...sadly, i feel that i will not be able to attain exemplary results (that is, a Distinction grade), due to my inability to understand most of the syllabus. sigh...it's very regretful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but life's goes on, n i think that i should focus more on my H2 subjects coz they will form the core of my 'A's... hopefully, i can do well enough to get into medicine or maybe law...if not, at least psychology...been considering politcal science of late too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shall end here...maybe i'll have the motivation to blog again soon :) for now, NIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-2483915366085308352?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2483915366085308352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=2483915366085308352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2483915366085308352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2483915366085308352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2009/05/mia-for-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-607084999277848182</id><published>2009-01-28T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T02:27:58.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yo ppl...today's the third day of Chinese New Year and the sch has kindly decided to give us the day off... (something about the principal wanting us to do more charity...*shrugs* i have no idea where's the link too...) had a break from sat all the way till today, which is wed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;last fri, we had cny celebration till 11am n then we could go off...but a nice kind uni just had to start their h3 on that day, making me loiter around taka before h3 at rj at 4...n the prof came late so we started late n ended late...when i got home, i was sooo tired that i could barely smile at the thought of break the next few days... luckily, we had class lunch that day at Pepper Lunch, so i didnt had to loiter aimlessly for too long... (n Pepper Lunch's kinda overhyped...it's too ex for rice n meat that u have to cook yourself...just my thoughts...) anyway, my h3 prof is a Caucasian, n he sounded like Kermit the Frog, probably coz he had flu or something...which was kinda cute...but his pace was sort of a killer. it was so fast that i barely had time to copy any notes down...but guess i have to get used to this uni style of lecturing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;spent sat morning in sch for soccer training... felt super guilty again when coach brought up sylvia's injury coz it was partly my fault she fell n got a sprained ankle...n just b4 CNY too...sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sat night, had reunion dinner at some restaurant at tiong bahru which was kinda so-so...but i loved the tofu :D i kinda love all kinds of tofu stir-fry in gravy w mushrooms, so yeah :P the pai kuat wong ( pork rib cutlet in sweet sauce) was delicious too, but there was only enough for one per person...so sad...the fish wasnt very nice, the chicken slightly weird with the sweet chili sauce...oh n the service was quite slow...luckily my aunt ordered in advance, coz the place was packed to the brim...the cereal prawn was quite ok, but nothing to go wow over...the veg, normal...there wasnt any soup or dessert, so i cant comment on that...oh but the sang min (fried noodle in gravy) was simply delicious! the noodle is thinner than those u usually find outside and crispy covered with the delicious sauce :D Mmmm! the rest of the dishes i cant really remember, coz they are kinda forgettable... but the loh hey (a traditional dish made of mixed raw vegetable strips, crispy bits and slices of raw fish, covered with some raw ginger and sweet sauce eaten during Chinese New Year) was quite horrible coz the waitress didnt say all the things that you were suppose to say when you prep the loh hey...its kinda like missing out the important bits of this tradition... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sun was spent slacking at home and dinner was steamboat among my own family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mon was visiting day...went to my grandparents' house in clementi first where we had lunch...the peng cai that we got from crystal jade was abominable!!! they used cheap ingredients like fishballs instead of fish maw and stuff...n the scallops were tiny things that only a few of us managed to have...as usual, the nicest part of the lunch was my grandmother's lotus stem, pork, and abalone soup :D damn delicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;after lunch, we went to my aunt's house and saw the new baby that my uncle had :D (my aunt is my dad's sis, the uncle is not my aunt's husband but is both their bro...he n his wife stays in my aunt's house) the baby boy was just borned on 23th jan, so he was just 4 days old on mon :D he's so tiny n cant really open his eyes yet...n i got to carry him for his post feeding nap :D they haven't registered his name yet, but are thinking of calling him Breydan (or Braydan) Tung Bao An...haha, the chi name's kinda weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tues was spent slacking, n so was today :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok signing off for more slacking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-607084999277848182?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/607084999277848182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=607084999277848182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/607084999277848182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/607084999277848182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2009/01/yo-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-5147771447410757805</id><published>2009-01-08T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T07:10:22.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;yopz! it's been 2009 for 8 days! n sch gonna start in 5 days, on the 12th of Jan...yep, this yr, the JCs are starting later and ending later...so 'A's gonna be later too...duno whether to be sad or happy bout that...anyway, i m gonna be a J2 in officially 5 days, n i don't like it...AT ALL...coz it means 'A's are coming, and that lots of mugging are in store for me...boohoo...yucks... for this new sch yr, i'm getting only one new teacher, who is my GP teacher and form teacher too...that's coz my previous GP teacher is only teaching J1 GP and thus she can't be the form for a J2 class... i getting keep all the rest of my teachers, a fact that make me half happy n half sad...coz half of them r good, the other half not so...&lt;br /&gt;so since the last time i posted, i have been thru soccer camp, from the 11th to the 13th of Dec, several soccer trainings, Christmas and some family outings and dinner...plus lots of slacking time and escaping from all the homework...Soccer camp was seriously fun, but super draining, coz being in the Exco means i have to be in charge of at least 2 activities...which had killer logistics...haha, i had to buy lots of the stuff that we were using, so i had to lugged bags of grocceries like some bag lady to school by public transport over the span of 2 days, for the 2 different activities that i organised (Station Games and Telematch) w one other person each... We also had stayover at Shao's house which was humongous on the second night and third day's activities were conducted all over Singapore (Amazing Race)...her family members were nice, we had a nice relaxing time, but not so nice rest, consisting of only a few hours of sleep on the sofa...but i shouldn't complain coz some ppl only got the cold floor and lesser hours of sleep...but i seriously can't function well w less than 5 hours of sleep in one go...&lt;br /&gt;the soccer camp revealed lots of stuff about the members of the team, some good stuff and some not so bad...To prevent sullying the reputations of some, i would not mentioned names... but i deeply regret doing stupid, idiotic stuff on the third night during the bbq, to my friend, and causing her hurt and grief...&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry, ****!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after the camp, we had this match w VJC and it was terrifying, though, i guessed we didnt come off as badly as we thought we will...so good for us, and MORE HARD WORK for tournament next year...&lt;br /&gt;christmas was boring this year...no family dinner and no PRESENTS :( however, in the day my family and I did go to the house of my father's friend, who opens his house up for celebrations every year for friends from their air force days...every year, we go, and every year we see how the people all change...it's seriously cool to have friends like that...&lt;br /&gt;my male cousin, who is one year older than me, has finished his 'A's and entered NS on 12th Dec...he shved his head and looks kinda funny, coz his quite tall and muscular but his shaved head looks super small :D&lt;br /&gt;my maternal uncle and his family has just shifted into their new humongous house that they had built and renovated for a few years...it's a semi-D, with 2 full storeys and a partial third storey that called an attic but is definitely much bigger than one... it has a lawn, a pond with a fountain w fish, a huge plasma TV, aircons everywhere, 6 bathrooms, a studyroom cum library attached to the master bedroom, a walk-in wadrobe each in the bedrooms on the second floor (which has two bedrooms, a den and a big open room which they havent found a use for) and separate long baths and  showers in the sttached bathrooms of these 2 bedrooms. On the third floor, the rooms haven't been allocated uses yet, but one of them is going to be a audio cum karaoke room...plus there is a huge rooftop balcony on the third floor... gosh right?! and all for 3 people...living in the lap of luxury...oh, n did i mention my uncle has 3 cars?!?! when only 2 in the family is able to drive...blah...&lt;br /&gt;ok, i m suppose to be finishing my HW now...coz,yes, sch's gonna start...have training tmr, bright and early, so shall go catch some shut-eye...oh, did i mention my first major exam for J2 is in March, with my tournament... !!! right? n my H3 exam is in June... lucky old me...this cow year is gonna by full of slogging and more slogging...how appropriate... :(&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/7620543990988544095-5147771447410757805?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/5147771447410757805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=5147771447410757805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5147771447410757805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5147771447410757805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2009/01/yopz-its-been-2009-for-8-days-n-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6323822810100672402</id><published>2008-12-04T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T06:54:10.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;whee...back from a super duper long blogging hiatus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;firstly, PW is over!!! ;D so yippee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;but lots of yucky hols HW to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and finish!!! so boo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; so quick update on my life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1) went for Apollo fac event Reverse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2) went for 79 class bbq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;3) had lots of soccer prac during the hols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;4) and the main highlight of the blogpost today is... my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;OCIP trip to NANJING, FUJIAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the trip was from 14 to 24 Nov... and the main aim was to assist in some construction in a pri sch in nanjing, fujian (NOT the rape of nanjing-nanjing...) plus teaching of simple english and selected sports basics to the kids in the school... so since i cant go into the full details in this post (details of the full 11 days would take a few hours to type? ;D), i will just mention some highlights and some of my thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;1) the kids in the school, Chang Jiao Primary School, were super enthusiastic and welcoming, both in mixing with a whole group of strangers who descended en masse on their school and into their lives, as well as learning new stuff...&lt;br /&gt;2) their stamina and energy were boundless and are far more than ours...seriously, just seeing them running and jumping and  just plain moving is tiring enough...the amount of food they eat though is not enough to fuel that energy...&lt;br /&gt;3) the construction work was not as tough as i expected...it was quite an experience, in that, i found out that, if you work with a group of good friends, chatting, gossiping and singing (yes, singing...) while you work, it'll make the work seem more fun ;D so yep, i kinda enjoyed the construction...&lt;br /&gt;4) the food there is quite ok, life-substaining :p i didnt mind the veggies coz there were fresh and nicely cooked...oh i love the fried fish we had for two of all the meals we had in the school! ;D and the dou jiang in the morning for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;5) the toilet there required getting used to...the saying ignorance is bliss really applies there, coz it's better not to know what's there... :P&lt;br /&gt;6) bathing at night is freezing so you had to bathe super quick...better to bathe in the noon if possible...&lt;br /&gt;7) we slept on wooden bunks, but thought they were hard, being physically tired helps you go to sleep quickly ;D&lt;br /&gt;8) i love the chatting and snacking and playing of cards at night with my roomies and neighbours...seriously, one of the special moments there ;)&lt;br /&gt;9) i really really really love the kids there&lt;br /&gt;10) i love the experience at the hot springs in xiamen ;) there was a curry pool, a coffee one, pineapple, ginger tea, milk, lemon and wine...sadly didnt managed to try the wine one, but the curry one was an experience coz it wasnt really the type of curry we ate but curry leaves soaked in the pool ;) i personally loved the lemon, milk and pineapple one...really felt like a queen soaking in all those pools ;)&lt;br /&gt;11) shopping in xiamen is considerably cheap, though it's a prosperous town...&lt;br /&gt;12) food in nanjing is super duper cheap...love all the goodies i had there ;) especially the jelly or guo dong ;)&lt;br /&gt;13) the tuluos ( it's a special architechtural structure, which is unique to the houses in that part of china and it's a UN acknowledged heritage site) were special coz they are totally...special...you cant get to see round houses anywhere else... plus the people who loved there are super proud of their homes despite the somewhat squalid conditions in the tuluos... or interesting fact: people who lived in the same tuluos, who may not be related to each other, all have the same surnames...cool right ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) this is special coz i TOTALLY LOVED THE SHOOTING STAR AND FIREWORKS THAT I SAW THERE...THEY WERE BEAUTIFUL! the shooting star was seen on the day the school had a blackout and the whole group of us went stargazing...the fireworks were bought and set off by us and more were set off by the villagers to celebrate some temple event, all on the night before our departure from the school...beautiful... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so that's kinda all...i had this aching feeling for a few days after i got back here, coz i really missed the kind of life i had there with the kids and the people in OCIP Nanjing...sigh...but i'm really really REALLY glad i went for this trip ;)&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/7620543990988544095-6323822810100672402?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6323822810100672402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=6323822810100672402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6323822810100672402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6323822810100672402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/12/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-4090289765422744585</id><published>2008-10-15T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T07:42:18.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo...haven't blogged in a long time...my promos are over, n now, it's time for results, which so far, sucked...suck super badly... after promos, there was a rush of events that just swept me off my feet. on the last day of promos, that is, the bio paper, i went out w my friends to catch the movie Painted Skin, which is nice. The plot was cliche, but they adapted it in such a way to make it fresh...plus it was engaging, so thumbs up! last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt;, we had Festival of Sports, in which i was suppose to represent my class in street soccer, girls...n guess what, we got 3rd! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;, super proud of my team because none of them have played street soccer before. ;D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tues&lt;/span&gt; n wed were sabbaticals days, n i was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WAKEBOARDING&lt;/span&gt;! whee ;D brilliant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; it? i was a loser on the first day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; i was the only one who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; stand up on my board, but got the hang of it on the second day, which was when the real fun began... although my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wakeboarding&lt;/span&gt; skills are not comparable to many others in the group, i learnt an exclusive skill, driving the boat! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; ;D now, all i need is to earn enough money to actually rent one so i can go for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;licence...lol, just kidding, it actually takes more practice than 2 days... but its seriously quite easy to learn coz there are just 2 things to watch out for, the gear shift, for speed, and the steering wheel, for direction, much easier than driving a car... n coming from a vehicle noob(worst driver in history in 3D rally, ie a handphone game), it gotta hold for something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;so came back with a whole body of aches and the worst sunburn of my life so far, and went to school on thurs, and attended soccer practice...i am seriously strong ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fri was open house, where i manned the soccer booth in the morning and tour guide with jiaying and yufei in the noon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;this whole week was mainly results, yuck, n PW, super duper YUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ok i m going off, to get some sleep, night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-4090289765422744585?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/4090289765422744585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=4090289765422744585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4090289765422744585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4090289765422744585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/10/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-7174844032481603428</id><published>2008-09-18T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:54:51.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodbye to the world...this girl is going into seclusion...&lt;br /&gt;nope, not monkhood...nah, not a nunnery...but rather... MUGGER-HOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's too late, baby there's no turning around...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i'm gona flung promos (out into the deep blue sea of despair)...but u noe what's worse? i m not panicking...&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!?!&lt;br /&gt;i should be banging my head against the wall now?&lt;br /&gt;or flushing myself down the toilet bowl...&lt;br /&gt;but no...just a calm serenity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many ways can u spell "dead"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-E-A-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q-Y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-7174844032481603428?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/7174844032481603428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=7174844032481603428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7174844032481603428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7174844032481603428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodbye-to-world.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6826395608823832400</id><published>2008-09-12T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T07:45:41.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>during GP lessons on tues, one of the essay qns that we were discussing was the topic on "Singaporeans have no time to be gracious"... to think of it, it's quite true...it's rare to see on the streets of Singapore, people who smile at strangers, just to brighten the day of others... in some country, it is the norm...or more precisely, it is inbred/inborn in them to be nice to others...&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to talk about strangers, just let me use some examples that i have seen for myself:&lt;br /&gt;1) when you press the "open" lift button for others to exit, how many actually bothered to say "thank you"? maybe out of 30, about 1 or 2? maybe not even there... i'm not boasting or trying to make myself appear gracious, but from a young age, i was taught by my father to be polite to others as well as to thank ppl who bother to go out of their way to do something for you. Although i feel that my dad is very overbearing, he is the best example, for me, of someone who shows his happy face to others, no matter whether he is really feeling happy or not...n he's always the one pressing the "open" button or holding the door open...so from young, i thought it was the norm..but as i went out into the world, i realised to the contrary...&lt;br /&gt;2) today, my classmates conducted a little "test"... they were one of the first few out of the lecture theatre, n thus stood at the corner, holding the door open for everyone... they stood there, wondering how many ppl would actually notice and thank them...to their surprise and my horror, they had a long while to wait...one whole mass of students left by that door, but only 1, &lt;strong&gt;only 1, &lt;/strong&gt;bothered to thank them...i feel quite disappointed that it's in Singaporeans to assume that the doors are "naturally" open, and that they are not obliged to wonder why...it's this sort of unthoughtlessness and unawareness of the surroundings that make me worry about the graciousness of this country... intelligent, we can be...sophisticated? never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps u may feel that i m thinking too much...but if u care for Singapore, can u not help worrying?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-6826395608823832400?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6826395608823832400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=6826395608823832400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6826395608823832400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6826395608823832400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/09/during-gp-lessons-on-tues-one-of-essay.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-622411695156112202</id><published>2008-09-05T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T07:55:47.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoyo...here to talk abt my sense of procrastination again...i know i know...i m a big fat idiot who havent learnt from her mistakes... just like before block test 1... same thing...i m such a fool...i keep telling myself to start mugging, cos promos gonna decide half of ur life, but no...still not starting... i guess i will fall under the sword of procrastination, or the lack of self-discipline... i keep watching dramas on the web, one after the other...my friends all have enough discipline to start watching after promos...but not me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-622411695156112202?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/622411695156112202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=622411695156112202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/622411695156112202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/622411695156112202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/09/yoyo.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-1854157475389646566</id><published>2008-09-04T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T07:57:58.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoz ;D was surfing the web just now when my past deeds came back to "haunt" me... (haha, actually not really haunt, coz i still think it's quite funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u hear abt the 4 million smiles project last yr? well, did u also know of the 4 million frowns campaign...it was started by the nanyang academy of fine arts student, matthew teo, last yr to "counter" the 4 million smile project...its not very big scale, but  it got reported in the news, so i came to know about it...n guess what, if u visit matthew's blog, u get to see my frowning pic on one of the letters that make up the word "frown"...haha ;D u guys should go check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4millionfrowns.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://4millionfrowns.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i still think it's damn funny, whenever i see it, i will feel like laughing... oh newsflash, my uncle is also one of the participant ;D u can try finding me ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-1854157475389646566?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1854157475389646566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=1854157475389646566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1854157475389646566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1854157475389646566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/09/yoz-d-was-surfing-web-just-now-when-my.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-5896954197559297189</id><published>2008-09-04T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T03:47:07.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;GREAT NEWS!!! I GOT INTO OCIP NANJING!!!!!! WOOHOO! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;haha, apparently a quarter of the ppl in the group r made up of my classmates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;n here's a new resolution: SAVE MONEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1) the trip will cost $830! which is a considerable fortune... n i will have to scrimp n save to help my parents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2) my parents want to retire soon, so i shall have to do my part to start saving for rainy days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3) I WANT TO GO TO UNIVERSITY!!! n as all of us know, it will cost a bomb! so, start saving now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so dont tempt me to buy unneccessary stuff! cos i will be the scrimp n save goddess from now on! to a richer tmr!!!  (haha, i sound like some money-minded fanatic...wait, maybe i m;D haha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-5896954197559297189?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/5896954197559297189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=5896954197559297189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5896954197559297189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5896954197559297189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/09/great-news-i-got-into-ocip-nanjing.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6303439072137936571</id><published>2008-09-03T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T05:46:57.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ;D here to blog about yesterday, aka, the day of my 17th birthday ;D&lt;br /&gt;went to sch for MAF dry run (actual thing is on Sept 6th) at abt 2...the entire ended at 9...&lt;br /&gt;i think the councillors yesterday, had their fair share of bad luck...what with the rain starting at around 6 when the programme was due to start, n one of the ropes holding up the centrepiece giving way... the rain caused the programme to be shifted to the hall, n this caused one of the performances to be cancelled due to insufficient technical support in the hall...then bcos the performancers had to wait in the classrooms, which were quite a way off (in addition to the big bulky props n instruments needed), the performancers were all late in getting up the stage...which made it a big headache for us emcees who had to drag on our commentary as long as we could till the performancers were READY... sigh, altogether, the dry run wasnt a success at all...&lt;br /&gt;though, i m not apporting the blame to anyone, just think that the Student Council was really unlucky last night...or to use a chi phrase 他们倒霉透了。。。it was one disaster after another, adding up to a catalysmatic mother of all disasters... hopefully, n i pray with all my heart, nothing (n i mean NOTHING) like this will happen on Sept 6th...or else all our efforts will just go down the proverbial drain...&lt;br /&gt;but besides spewing abt the bad dry run yesterday, i would really like to thank EVERYONE who rmbered my birthday ;D thx ppl, i m super duper touched ;D n for those who even prepared a little something for me, i would positively like to give u one humongous big hug! haha ;D although the dry run left something to be desired, the birthday part was seriously ok ;D thx ppl! haha...&lt;br /&gt;oh, i m damn happy i got to sing on the mike yesterday...haha, i know i sound kinda crazy when i say this, but its true...coz it's one of my childhood dreams to do so...haha like u know how some ppl wanna be a rockstar, well, i wanted to be a terrific singer who wowed everyone everytime i sang...though most of that didnt came thru, at least i got to sing on the mike n i'm proud to say, no one fainted away in horror or covered their ears n moaned...so, i should be quite ok...not brilliant, but acceptable ;D&lt;br /&gt;oh, if u were wondering, i sang the first 2 verses of alicia keys's " If I Ain't Got You"...which i think is a totally smashing song for females to sing ;D coz it sounds super sexy if we girls sing it well ;D haha&lt;br /&gt;ok, so ppl, lets cross our fingers for sept 6...rain all u want from now till sept 5th, but just not on sept 6th ;D please...with a cherry on top...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;the curtain-puller ;D (haha, private joke to hamster n her yi ge ren)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-6303439072137936571?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6303439072137936571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=6303439072137936571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6303439072137936571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6303439072137936571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-d-here-to-blog-about-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-4890630309022264956</id><published>2008-09-01T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T09:08:35.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my first blog post of my 17th year ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Invisible" by Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can’t see the way your eyes light up when you smile&lt;br /&gt;She’ll never notice how you stop and stare whenever she walks by&lt;br /&gt;And you can’t see me wantin you the way you want her&lt;br /&gt;But you are everything to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna show you&lt;br /&gt;She don’t even know you&lt;br /&gt;She's never gonna love you like I want to&lt;br /&gt;You just see right through me but if you only knew me&lt;br /&gt;We could be a beautiful miracle unbelievable instead of just invisible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a fire inside of you that can’t help but shine through&lt;br /&gt;She’s never gonna see the lightNo matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;And all I think about is how to make you think of me&lt;br /&gt;And everything that we could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Like shadows in a faded light&lt;br /&gt;Oh we’re Invisible&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna look in your eyes and make you realize&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna show you she don’t even know you&lt;br /&gt;Baby let me love you let me want you&lt;br /&gt;You just see right through me&lt;br /&gt;But if you only knew me&lt;br /&gt;We could be a beautiful miracle unbelievable instead of just invisible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can’t see the way your eyes light up when you smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-4890630309022264956?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/4890630309022264956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=4890630309022264956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4890630309022264956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4890630309022264956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-first-blog-post-of-my-17th-year-d.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-2260959636494960796</id><published>2008-09-01T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:31:43.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;30 mins n counting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;counting down to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;30 mins to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;17 years ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when a botak, wailing girl was borned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;while her mama screams in pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;while her daddy looks on in ... a mixture of emotions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30 mins to my 17th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-2260959636494960796?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2260959636494960796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=2260959636494960796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2260959636494960796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2260959636494960796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/09/30-mins-n-counting.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-1866134840869151876</id><published>2008-08-22T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T07:21:27.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iios_I7WywI/SK7Gii7qfnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/qznuxIaRcZo/s1600-h/optimist+creed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237341713473371762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 672px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 567px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="324" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iios_I7WywI/SK7Gii7qfnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/qznuxIaRcZo/s400/optimist+creed.jpg" width="495" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here's the "Optimist Creed" which my form tcher mentioned about today when she was giving one of her heart-to-heart talks... think it's really wise...the talk was on how EQ makes the world go round, and thus, i feel that i should self-reflect and improve my intrapersonal skills...&lt;br /&gt;i know that i m often mean and sarcastic and thus can be quite hurtful...i'm sorry... i will try hard to be nicer.&lt;br /&gt;i also know that i have a bad temper, so i'm working on reining it in... just sometimes though, when i feel that people are being internationally hurtful or extremely and unjustly mean, i will still get pissed off... i'm sorry for losing my temper...&lt;br /&gt;though i confess that i'm still working hard to obtain those standards set in the optimist creed...like today, i felt quite sad that my sec 4 class forgot my bday yet rmbered another girl's bday which is on the same day as mine...though, after thinking abt it, i feel that it doesnt really matter if someone who is not close to u doesnt rmb...as long as those ppl who really matter show their care and concern in small actions everyday, i should be thankful and appreciate that i have ppl around me who care for me... oh dont get me wrong, i'm not sad cos i wont get presents, but i truely believe in "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it's the thoughts that count&lt;/span&gt;", so even if u dont get me a present, just give me a hug will do ;D&lt;br /&gt;so yep, i should not be sad...&lt;br /&gt;besides, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;one minute of unhappiness or anger will deprive u of 60 seconds of happiness&lt;/span&gt;...it's not worth it!&lt;br /&gt;ok ppl...that's the end to today's QY's reflective moment ;D &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;LIVE EACH DAY TO THE HAPPIEST!&lt;/span&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'll leave u with one last phrase from a drama which, however, is extremely meangingful:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;笑一笑，没什么事情过不了&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;！;D&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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/_iios_I7WywI/SK7Gii7qfnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/qznuxIaRcZo/s72-c/optimist+creed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7620543990988544095.post-3283777864041646545</id><published>2008-08-20T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:18:15.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh mine ;D super happy now coz i got into my first choice course for post-promos sabbats! woohoo ;D n in case u r wondering, it's wakeboarding...cool or what ;D haha, coz i was unlucky the first time round n didnt get any of my 3 choices, plus i was a good girl n did the post sabbats survey, so yep, got my first choice...though some lucky ppl got their first choices both times round...but hey, i'm not complaining now...unless (TOUCHWOOD!) they cancel the wakeboarding course...then i'll just cry...haha, coz the available sabbats left r like...blah...&lt;br /&gt;cant seem to get myself to start mugging for promos, which is a SUPER bad thing cos my sept hols r gonna be filled up by lots of events, mainly prep for MAF (Mid-autumn Festival), coz i'm the eng emcee ;D (haha, i can just hear the gasps of surprise)...MAF is on sept 6, end of hols, so prep is going to be thruout the hols...so QY, START MUGGING NOW!&lt;br /&gt;though there r some reasons y i havent already started mugging:&lt;br /&gt;1) so many tests n quizzes n mock SPAs n SPAs in these few weeks that i got tired of studying aft studying for all those above, so havent started studying for promos&lt;br /&gt;2) plain laziness&lt;br /&gt;3) no sense of urgency (usually get this around one week before the first paper, by then, too late, gone case already...)&lt;br /&gt;4) peer pressure, coz i dont see my frens mugging, so i have no competition to drive me on&lt;br /&gt;5) other stuff going on like soccer stuff to prep as well as MAF script&lt;br /&gt;6) busy trying to do tuts on time (n failing...)&lt;br /&gt;7) having too much fun having fun (get me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solutions:&lt;br /&gt;1) i should aim to win the top scorers in my class for each subject so that i will have motivation to study.&lt;br /&gt;2) convince myself that others r secretly mugging n i'm the only one who havent started yet&lt;br /&gt;3) finish tuts, n miscellaneous stuff asap as they r not the main parts of JC life&lt;br /&gt;4) priortise n do out a timetable&lt;br /&gt;5) mug on weekends&lt;br /&gt;6) tell myself 先苦后甜。。。&lt;br /&gt;7) slap myself n deprive myself of fav stuff if i dont start&lt;br /&gt;8) reward myself if i mug (that's y i always put on lots of weight during exam period as my rewards usually come in the form of food)&lt;br /&gt;9) manage time better n STOP WASTING IT&lt;br /&gt;10) sleep earlier n drink lots of water to remain healthy n energetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok QY, go sleep now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-3283777864041646545?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/3283777864041646545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=3283777864041646545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3283777864041646545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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MICHAEL PHELPS ROCKS!!! 8 GOLDS!!! PLUS THE 6 GOLDS HE WON IN THE ATHENS OLYMPICS! THAT'S A GRAND TOTAL OF 14 OLYMPIC GOLD MEDALS IN HIS ENTIRE CAREER! MORE THAN ANYONE HAS EVER GOTTEN. 8 GOLDS IN ONE GAME IS ALREADY CREATING HISTORY, MUCH LESS 14 GOLDS ALTOGETHER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HE'S MY IDOL ;D COS HE'S A MAN WHO DOES WHAT HE PROMISES. BESIDES, HE'S FREAKING HOT! WOOHOO ;D I M DAMN HIGH NOW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MY HEART WAS POUNDING DAMN HARD DURING THE SWIM LA, ESP WHEN PHELPS WENT INTO THE WATER...WHAT GRACE, WHAT TALENT, WHAT ZAI-NESS! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAHA, WHO'S INTERESTED IN SETTING UP A MICHAEL PHELPS FAN CLUB (MPFC) WITH ME? BUT I GET TO BE PRES! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I REPEAT: MICHAEL PHELPS ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-8149683536908109186?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/8149683536908109186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=8149683536908109186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8149683536908109186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8149683536908109186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg-michael-phelps-rocks-8-golds-plus-6.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6268891161661760996</id><published>2008-08-12T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T07:40:30.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH...MY...GOSH! i m like totally flunking Maths now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 consecutive tests with 'U's!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shit...ok girl, choing hard for lecture test on Mon!!! GOGOGO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh b4 that, choing ur whatever body parts out for Bio SPA tmr...5% of A level...(whimpers...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a whole week of tests is not encouraging me to start mugging for promos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*faints from exhaustion*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-6268891161661760996?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6268891161661760996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i live for my 5 'C's ;) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Caramel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cream (ice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;all of which belong to a bigger group of C : CONFECTIONARIES!!! haha...what is life without of all these? tasteless... ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-3953085390392046336?l=qy-autumngurl.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-7620543990988544095.post-896740217383201812</id><published>2008-08-09T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T21:33:59.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoyo! was National Day yesterday n my bro's bday too... so relatives on my mummy's side came over for dinner and to celebrate my bro's bday + National Day at the same time... so after the parade, most of us went to TM's GV to watch Jack Neo's newest film "Money No Enough 2"...&lt;br /&gt;According to the newspapers, its like a 2 hour advertisement for lots of stuff...but for me, it was a touching and entertaining show... the first part was entertaining, with the ERP thingie... the mid n last parts were super touching...seriously, the actress who acted as the mother of the 3 brothers in the movie should get an Oscar...According to Google, she's 81-year-old Lai Meng from Malaysia...when i watched her face, i feel like crying coz her emotions are just so raw and painful...&lt;br /&gt;there's was this one scene that specially touched me and inspired me...&lt;br /&gt;“妈妈最穷的时候，不是在她从饼干盒里拿出所有的钱给我们。。。而是当所有的儿子都不要她的时候，她才是最穷的。。。”(Mother wasnt the poorest when she took out all her life savings from her cream crackers can to give us all...She was the poorest when all her sons didnt want her anymore) this line (ok it wasnt totally the exact line said during the movie, but this is the gist of it) made me cry even harder during the movie... until know, i still feel my eyes geting wet when i typed this 2 lines out, n when i think of the scene with her dying face...(she killed herself by pulling out the life support to save her granddaughter who didnt give a hoot about her before) super sad...&lt;br /&gt;so i think everyone should go watch this movie, because it teaches u values...n that money is nothing without your loved ones...5 stars!&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6163734097184373616</id><published>2008-08-06T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T06:35:51.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired...&lt;br /&gt;tired of school...&lt;br /&gt;tired of tests...&lt;br /&gt;tired of studying for tests...&lt;br /&gt;tired of rushing tutorials everyday...&lt;br /&gt;tired of forcing myself to start promotional exams preparation...&lt;br /&gt;tired of everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna sleep n sleep, and have all the time for myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, i won't be living...will i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-6163734097184373616?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6163734097184373616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=6163734097184373616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6163734097184373616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6163734097184373616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/08/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-4961001371678818452</id><published>2008-07-21T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T07:27:43.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;yozzie...my 5 cent sized bruise on Sat has transformed into a bruise that spreads across my right knee...n it has evolved into the shape of Australia...haha ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;sigh, i should learn how to keep my templ...comeon girl, u can do it...hold that beast in check n dont let it get the better of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;today had heavy rains, so sadly, no soccer training on field ;( had gym training instead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;n i seriously think mean ppl should be prosecuted! they r scary and...mean...like super so...they talk abt u "behind ur back" in front of u...real secretive huh...this shows how much they give a damn abt ur feelings...(whew, letting out all the bottled feelings really help, but since i will not stoop to their level, i will not say the names of those i m referring to to anyone...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;okok...time to get some precious shut-eye...tmr is a mutation test which we had to prep our own notes for...scary right...notes wrong, test wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;so bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-8942949801816656482</id><published>2008-07-19T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T07:21:56.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;whee...went ice-skating today for my class GEMS! haha...for non-HCI students, GEMS means General Enrichment Module...(no idea what the S stands for, perhaps its a small 's' instead ;D )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it would have been damn fun to watch this noob here trying hard to ice skate...seriously, i m the ultimate noob, as i have nv tried ANY form of skating before, rollerblading n iceskating included... 79 went to ichiban at IMM for lunch first where i ordered some mackeral thingie with a rice set (haha, pardon me, for japs n jap lovers, mean no disrespect to ur culture)...had a grand time eating...only hick-up was the exchange of food b/w yufei n jianfei...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then we went over to jurong entertainment centre n up to fuji ice palace for the skating...met 77 there n two guys frm 75 n 78 who were supposed to be our instructors...anyway, they ended up not teaching much (one was sick n the other was enjoying doing stunts too much)... n the poor noobs all went in a row, clinging on to the sides n trying desperately not to fall... when i first stepped in, my brain was screaming" TURN BACK! TURN BACK! WHAT THE HELL R U DOING OUT ON THE SLIPPERY ICE BALANCING ON TWO THIN BLADES?!" haha...but i didnt coz ppl were coming in frm the entrance, so no choice but forward...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so on i went with the other noobies in front n behind me... clinging on for dear life n trying to figure out the trick to skating w/o holding on to something...the better ones took pity on us n one by one, we let go of the sides onto the dangerous world of ice... haha, i had lots of shifu, some were 79 peeps some were 77... changed tchers so that they could get to enjoy themselves w/o burdens... haha, took some spills, 9 in total...brilliant wasnt i? ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;haha, 5 falls in the first half, all on my tush...went off the ice for the cleaning at abt 4.10pm...then back on...2nd half, i gained much courage to venture out on my own...was sliding on my own when this guy ("Mr Platonic Friend" to my friends) leaning on the sides told me to look ahead instead of always at my feet...haha, i must have looked super pathetic bcoz he decided to take me on as a tutee... but each time he asked me to "follow him", i fell, at his feet...altogether, making up 3 out of the 4 times during the 2nd half... must have looked super glam...haha...found out he had been skating for 4 years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;have a blister on the back of my right foot from ice-skating n a bruise the size of a 5 cent coin on my right knee from my 7th fall...though i was lucky not to have fallen on my tailbone which would have been painful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we left at 5 n some of the girls went to take neoprints...then around 6 plus, we left...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;conclusion: i would LOVE to do it again! haha ;D seriously... for those who havent tried, do go n try ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-8942949801816656482?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/8942949801816656482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=8942949801816656482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8942949801816656482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8942949801816656482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/07/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-3023005038922870622</id><published>2008-07-01T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:36:05.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo...damn was one sad day full of coincedences...actually its a sad day cos of the coincedences...coz the rest of the day was fine...&lt;br /&gt;saw him thousands of times today, just went i was trying so hard to forget bout him...he didnt share my feelings for him, so i couldnt cling on to false hopes any longer...&lt;br /&gt;was having my chanbara sabbaticals at SALT centre's foyer...it was quite instructive n now my muscles r kinda tired aft all the lunging and swiping...haha guess i m just weak aft blocks...&lt;br /&gt;at around 2, he came...with 2 of his friends n they stoo d n stare at my sabbats group....he was standing diagonally behind me, on my right, about a metre away...so when i heard the sound of footsteps n turned around, LO AND BEHOLD, there he was... i immediately went "wide-eyed" (O.O) n when he saw me, he did too... so i swerved around n tried to hide... (instincts)...i was hoping he would go b4 we came to the prac part of whatever moves the instructor was talking about...n he disappeared, so i went "whew"...just as we got into our combat positions, n started violently whacking our partners, i looked up, n there he was on the 2nd floor...omg...apparently he"disappeared" into the stairwell...&lt;br /&gt;so again, he "disappeared" a second time. aft he left not long, the instructor gave us a half an hour break...being very hyper at that moment, i asked my frens to go to the gym with me...so we went cardio rm n did some running n then up to the weights rm...guess who was there? BINGO! there he was...i was shocked! firstly, there he was again, next, i nv knew he went gym-ing...(guess most jc guys go, to whip themselves in shape b4 NS) so i went on a "merry-go round" game with him, where he went, i immediately moved to the opp of the rm to avoid him...perhaps n by small luck, he managed not to see me? though the rm was quite small, there were lots of equipments in the way, so maybe...&lt;br /&gt;went out to get a breather while my health nut fren did her situps...went in to call them out...n wow, he was standing behind the doors...so i walk as briskly as i could w/o actually running, n got my frens out...&lt;br /&gt;so back to prac...n when he came out again, another "staring at my sabbats" session...sigh...be still my heart... couldnt help staring at his back as he walked away...sigh, i m a helpless ,love sick fool...&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt noe what to do...i confessed my feelings to him...2 times...thru letters...he nv replied or even acknowledged them...so? he must not share my sentiments...plus, he's avoidance of me on several accounts, left me in no doubt that he didnt wanna speak to me...or even c me...&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt dare...didnt dare look him in the eyes...&lt;br /&gt;all i could do was, look away in embarrassment...sigh love idiot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-3023005038922870622?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/3023005038922870622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=3023005038922870622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3023005038922870622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3023005038922870622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/07/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-3724710358848973374</id><published>2008-06-28T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:56:54.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;was looking thru my stuff n i found this "poem" that i wrote. wrote it after i watched the charity show that was helping to raise funds for the sichuan earthquake vicitms. yeah, i know, its very long overdue, but i wasnt intending to show the poem here previously. but i just watched a show, where the main character miscarriaged and lost her child, so i guess, i suddenly thought about all the mommies in the world who have lost a child or more, due to natural circumstances, or accidents, wars or illnesses. Or any other ways they might have lost them... it made me feel sad, n thoughtful, about how life is precious n one shouldnt take it for granted...also, it made me reflect about what kind of life i could make for myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;here's the poem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The teardrop slid off the corner of her eye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Staring into the mirror, her lips tremble.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No longer can she live with the lie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her life lies in shambles, as her world crumbles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pain-filled eyes, open yet unseeing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silenty screaming at the Fates for her loss. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With each step she takes, she is no longer believing,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in happiness and beauty that comes without cost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen closely and perhaps, you might hear,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the breaking sound of a mother's heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who holds her baby above all that is dear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whom she will never be prepared with to part.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without the sound of her child's laughter,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the whole world feels deary and grey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the child who has the love of a mother,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His depature will mark the sad, endless Day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i hope all mommies who have been marked by such sad losses will find the strength and courage to move on...may you fly free in the skies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-3724710358848973374?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/3724710358848973374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=3724710358848973374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3724710358848973374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3724710358848973374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/06/was-looking-thru-my-stuff-n-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-1186378534474185083</id><published>2008-06-15T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T08:18:10.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some cool quotes for ppl experiencing heartbreak:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is the opposite of two?  A lonely me, a lonely you.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;~Richard Wilbur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I wish I were a little kid again, skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts. &lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Relationships are like glass.  Sometimes it's better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together. &lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is foolish to tear one's hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;~Cicero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A show of envy is an insult to oneself.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;~Yevgeny Alexandrovich Yevtushenko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Other quotes from ppl on relationships:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Snow White. Cinderella. All about wanting a guy, being saved by the guy. Today it's Little Mermaid, Aladdin, Pocahontas. All about getting a guy. So basically we're screwed up because of Disney."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe they are right. Maybe I did get my hopes up too high. Maybe I was in over my head. Maybe I am the stupid one for ever thinking that you loved me, but maybe, just maybe, I am tired of being alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I want a love to call my own, I want a boy who I can hold, I want someone wanting me and to feel how it feels to be someone’s somebody."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I loved him. He needed time to think and that was ok- he was worth waiting for... and waiting for... and waiting for. Finally I realized I had waited away my life for an answer he had already given me: Had he loved me back, I would not have had to wait.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;~Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N some funny quotes to brighten u up after the gloom n doom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthdays are good for you. Statistics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; show that the people who have the most live the longest.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;~Father Larry Lorenzoni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;An archeologist is the best husband any woman can have; the older she gets, the more interested he is in her.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;~Agatha Christie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;~Woody Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My school was so tough the school newspaper had an obituary section.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;~Norm Crosby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quotations.about.com/od/funnyquotes/Funny_Quotes_Cute_Famous_Funny_Quotes.htm"&gt;http://quotations.about.com/od/funnyquotes/Funny_Quotes_Cute_Famous_Funny_Quotes.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-1186378534474185083?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1186378534474185083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=1186378534474185083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1186378534474185083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1186378534474185083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-cool-quotes-for-ppl-experiencing.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-7106375416300359017</id><published>2008-06-13T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T08:38:51.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo ppl, its ur lucky day today...cos i m in the mood to blog...;D kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i realised that i kinda blog only when i m damn sad n wana spill my heartache, or just plian bored...sometimes when i m damn angry, rarely when i m estatic about how life is going now...haha, even if i did when i was happy, it wont be very long nor detailed...why? cos i m simply enjoying my life too much to sit in front of the computer to type...unlike many avid bloggers, i dont blog to breathe...haha, the com is not my "a thing i cant live without" (hmmm, if i get rid of my youtube addiction or if they come up with a free way of accessing youtube w/o a computer) haha, so basically, the blog is full of depressing/emo posts or indignant posts...yep shouldnt read for fun...;D haha, only if u r bored n have nothing beter to do then read the rantings or complaints of a 16-going-on-17 yr old girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, I M DEAD FOR BLOCKS!!! that what everyone says, n i totally agree with them, when they hear that i havent started my revision...no! ur ears did not fail you, the widely-proclaimed mugger (which has no basis in fact, just cos i look smart doesnt mean i m smart...in fact, i m a dumb dolt!) has not started her revision for her blocks which is...ONE WEEK AWAY!!! i seriously think congratulations are in order...yep, this girl here is going to win the biggest idiot of the century prize consisting of rotten eggs, red marks in report books n all over the exam papers, scoldings from teachers, extra remedials for who knows how long, n rantings n ravings from irate parents who have high hopes of their daughter... so what m i doing here? blogging instead of studying...some ppl just never learn...oh if i managed to somehow get highly impossible 'S'es for all my subjects (except maybe GP, which i have nv studied for anyway), please give me the million dollars to go with the "i just experienced a super miracle" signboard that i will be wearing if i so attain those grades... i m honestly...screwed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of my lack of hard work n motivation...here the second matter i wanted to blog about today...my trip to malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep i went malaysia from the 1st of june to the 4th of june...to yong peng on the first day, then second day to genting, third day to KL, then last day arriving back in spore at 7 plus...pm.&lt;br /&gt;can say that for one, ppl who dont wish to spend their time waiting to check in to the hotel in genting, please dont go during the first 2 weeks of the june holidays like i did...guess how long i waited... a record breaking 3HOURS!!! from 2 pm all the way to 5 pm just to check in...why? cos our trip clashed with their local school holidays n public holiday... nv had so much luck at betting before...&lt;br /&gt;but the trip was not entirely wasted, bought 3 tops in KL n some goodies frm yong peng...plus ate some delicious food( n some disgusting n frightfully expensive food too) in yong peng n KL (so can guess where i ate the stomach churning, pocket burning food? No, as my chem lecturer will say then, if u dont know this, you can GO N DIE! hilarious ain't she... ;D)&lt;br /&gt;oh n when my family took a coach bus from yong peng to genting, i saw this absolutely amazing, fantastically hot, blazingly handsome...guy on the bus!!! *wolf whistle* haha, here i go again, me n my "san fen zhong re du" crushes...he looks like a teenage actor...freaking serious...i couldnt take my eyes off him the whole ride...haha felt the ride was too short at its length of 2 n a half hours ;D he gave me sweet dreams...&lt;br /&gt;saw lots of good looking ppl in genting, lots of stylish, "branded" people too...guess u must have moolah to survive genting... everytime i turn my head, there goes a potential person who would have been spotted for some beauty/hunk show...&lt;br /&gt;haha, k done with my usual ranting n ravings...have to get some shut-eye...not i will just fall smack onto my keyboard which will be kinda unhygenic if i drool...though i have nv drooled im my slp since the tender age of 3? haha ;D night pals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh if u havent figured, the timing on te posts r kinda "accurate", so dont believe what u see ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-7106375416300359017?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/7106375416300359017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=7106375416300359017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7106375416300359017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7106375416300359017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/06/yo-ppl-its-ur-lucky-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-7343504611481136840</id><published>2008-05-30T00:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T00:49:37.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;thank god nobody reads my blog...so thus far i can really write what i feel...imagine if my blog was like that of mr brown...whew, everything would have to be censored and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;troubled...why m i such a romantic...sigh, must be watch too much dramas to believe in true love...worst thing, i m actually waiting for it...so not modern power woman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;another failed romance that didnt actually start...haha bring on the pity party... this girl here has nv been in a b-g realtionship...sound despo? sadly so...not regretting the fact that i actually m involved in several crushes, all of which have been fruitless, but one thing i regret, is actually caring so much that i get heartache time n time again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;call me stubborn, but i just stupidly, dont learn...now why did i have to go buy the band concert ticket...not that i dont want to support one of my good friend who is in band, but that the wounds r still fresh n bleeding...seeing him again would be like poking knives into them (n not those types for healing either...imagine sharp pointed ones which inflict max damage n u r on the right track...) sigh...cant do anything but sigh...though i seriously should start on my hol hw since i m gonna be out of the country frm sun to nxt wed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;do i really need a relationship to make my life full? or just to add spice in my bland as water life? seriously, i wish i wasnt that desperate for a taste of "spice", but cant do anything to stop my heart beating... sigh, disgusted, me too...i m a brillant eg. of an invertebrae...n i need some immediate backbone transplant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;keep telling myself to wake up n "do what a student ought to do"---i.e. studying and mugging and conquering the mountain of homework n revision...but sometimes, i yearn for the times of sunshine (metaphorically meaning freedom...) n open sky, why one has nicer things to look at than the pages of a chemistry lecture notes or working her brain up into a fuss trying to figure out math... gosh... what is childhood i ask? gone in a blink of an eye...sadly, no coming back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;now i really sigh like a cenetarian, yearning for the good old days of youth...gosh, from young love to young life...i simply cant handle anything right, can i...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ok, back to my boring mundane life of trudgery in the pages of my chem n math notes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-7343504611481136840?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/7343504611481136840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=7343504611481136840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7343504611481136840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7343504611481136840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/05/thank-god-nobody-reads-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-3737910508875604439</id><published>2008-05-25T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T06:46:59.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seeing photos of mass destruction...hearing stories of people who did everything to save themselves or their loved ones...talking about how pitiful these ppl were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i just feel so helpless...we see, we hear, we speak of the unfairness of this world...yet we in such a privileged society, where we can go about our lives w/o fearing a natural disater, w/o having live in terror of being shot down if we stepped out of our house, of having a high certainty that our dear ones are safe and sound... the majority of us merely has to deal with the "stress" and "competition" that our highly developed society faces...and the stories of earthquakes, of tsunamis, of cyclones, of civil wars just seem so far away... we feel a great sense of pity for those who have to face all these, we even cry when we listen to their stories, we dig deep into our pockets to give what we can...however, we will never come close to understanding... never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine, living somewhere where natural disasters are part and parcel of life...somewhere where you are thankful that u or ur family did not lose ur lives this time...where u stand in front of a demolished house...a house where you once shared all your fun, joy and laughter with ur loved ones...you can only stare in disbelief, shock and despair, yet grateful you were not in there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no...i guess we cant really imagine...i can only hope that i can grow up into an aware, feeling person...who can contribute to these ppl...i really hope i can...&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-8124952899727893763</id><published>2008-05-18T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T00:44:59.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beauty In Walking Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A light shines off in the distance&lt;br /&gt;A pale flickering glow&lt;br /&gt;How many times do I have to dream that I could be there&lt;br /&gt;The time is here and she won't be waiting for me to find the easy way out&lt;br /&gt;I've lost count of the days that were wasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an answer in the sound of a train&lt;br /&gt;There is wisdom past the bridge on the bay&lt;br /&gt;There's a lifetime through the fog, in the rain&lt;br /&gt;There's a beauty in walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I float on the streets that are empty&lt;br /&gt;Take the path that the wind only knows&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the last time that I'll ever be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an answer in the sound of a train&lt;br /&gt;There is wisdom past the bridge on the bay&lt;br /&gt;There's a lifetime through the fog, in the rain&lt;br /&gt;There's a beauty in walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never quite simple, it's never that safe&lt;br /&gt;It never seems perfect until it's too late&lt;br /&gt;It's never the right time to find a new way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an answer in the sound of a train&lt;br /&gt;There is wisdom past the bridge on the bay&lt;br /&gt;There's a lifetime through the fog, in the rain&lt;br /&gt;There's a beauty in walking away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-8124952899727893763?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/8124952899727893763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=8124952899727893763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8124952899727893763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8124952899727893763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/05/beauty-in-walking-away-light-shines-off.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-840590355921776949</id><published>2008-05-04T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:37:51.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;had one of the most memorable nights of my jc life last night...;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;before the outing, i was slightly apprehensive about the fun factor of the entire programme...not to doubt the apollo 07-08 fac comm's abilities, but i was seriously wondering about what programmes you could offer to keep hundreds of people entertained from 5.30pm to 9.00pm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but despite these doubts, i decided to go and see for myself the "zai-ness" of the people in charge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ct79 met at city hall mrt cos most of us didnt really know how to go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:timbre@substation"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;timbre@substation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, i.e. the venue for the apollo fac outing...so we waited till 5 plus (though the meeting time was suppose to be 5, but due to some very punctual ppl...;s) before we set off, most of us dressed up to fit the smart casual theme...haha, u should have seen me tottering in my pathetic heels which would have made a real heels-wearer scream in disgust...but since i wasn't a frequent heel wearer...seriously, i m proud to say i made it thru the night w/o 1)tripping 2)falling 3)spraining my ankle n 4) tripping, falling and spraining my ankle...for those who know me, u'll be proud of me too ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so off we went, walking till we reached fort canning tunnel and the turn-off for timbre...the weather in the evening was horribly humid, making us all sweat like pigs...(hmmm, why pigs though? do pigs sweat gallons?) Timbre is a alfresco dining cafe (yes that means it is in the open) so we were all showing sad faces at the heat and vigourously fanning ourselves with whatever bits of paper we had at hand...we went in and handed over our tickets and got cable ties attached to our  wrists before we could go grab the seats allocated to us and some refreshing cold drinks...heavenly, i tell u, those drinks ;D the night started off with a band, with the lead singer being from my senior class, so my friends and i were cheering like crazy...sadly to say we were among the few who cheered...not because the band was lousy (cos it rocks!) but cos everyone was busy catching up with friends and getting drinks (seriously, i tell u, the weather was HOT!) the band performed three songs: 1) Misery Business by Paramore, 2)Harder to Breathe by Maroon 5 and 3) Behind These Hazel Eyes by Kelly Clarkson (haha, everyone sat up and paid attention when the lead singer sang that super duper high part "anymore" ;D if u have no idea what i m talking about, go listen to Behind These Hazel Eyes...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Some other students also went up to perform, though sadly not many people were paying attention either...because after eveyone cooled down, it was time to satisfy their other needs...THEIR STOMACHS...the line for the buffet table started building up and people were all busy inspecting the array laid out in front of them...the food was quite good, though i didnt really bother queuing up again for a second round...the desert though, was fantastic...heavenly chocolate mousse... a fav for a chocoholic for me ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;after stomachs were roughly filled, it was time for picture taking...all the snazzy cams cams of various designs and make were flashed out and everyone turned into models for the night...everyone started posing with people they knew, catching a shot here, throwing a smile there...while the two emcees, i.e. the two apollo fac heads, Xuanyi and Ben Poh were trying to grab people's attention to the performers on stage...then it was the intro for the nominees of "Fac Prince and Fac Princess"...they were made to intro themselves, and play several games to entertain the crowd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;as the night passed people became "higher" and laughter filled the air...it was then i saw how u actually made an outing like this successful...u bring friends together...every one were friends yesterday night...smile of enjoyment were flashed out faster than a shopaholic's credit card...it was truely heartwarming...we didnt need spirits to get us all hyped up...i, for one, was drunk on the spirit of the night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;when it was time for us to go, we were seriously reluctant...if we leave, when can we come together like this again? but we had to...many of us lingered outside the place, talking and chatting, hoping just to stay a moment longer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;my friends, the cow, the chicken and the ant, and me, the moon, walked off to a little incline with a tree, and sat down there...just talking and looking up at the velvet night sky...it was a moment of bonding and further discovery...i felt closer with them, there and then, we forged a stronger bond of friendship...we waved and smiled at strangers, wishing them a good night, and getting smiles and waves in return...Singapore is truely a loving place and it is where my heart lies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;the night was brilliantly successful, thanks to the hard work and preparation of the 07-08 apollo fac comm...its their last evening and thus i must say, its a great way to go off with a bang ;D and to those people who went up on stage to perform, i salute u for ur guts! n applaud u for ur talents ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apollo peeps, i love u guys ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-840590355921776949?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/840590355921776949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=840590355921776949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/840590355921776949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/840590355921776949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/05/had-one-of-most-memorable-nights-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-8564096365205826732</id><published>2008-04-23T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T06:13:08.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"When You Look Me In The Eyes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;If the heart is always searching,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Can you ever find a home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I've been looking for that someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'll never make it on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dreams can't take the place of loving you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;There's gotta be a million reasons why it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And tell me that you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Everything's alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you're right here by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I catch a glimpse of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I find my paradise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;How long will I be waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;To be with you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Gonna tell you that I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;In the best way that I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can't take a day without you here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You're the light that makes my darkness disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And tell me that you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Everything's alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you're right here by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I catch a glimpse of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I find my paradise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;More and more, I start to realize,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can reach my tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can hold my head up high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And it's all because you're by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And tell me that you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Everything's alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you're right here by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When I hold you in my arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I know that it's forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I just gotta let you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I never wanna let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And tell me that you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Everything's alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you're right here by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I catch a glimpse of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I find my paradise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-8564096365205826732?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-7620543990988544095.post-8184782714773231385</id><published>2008-04-23T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:40:02.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;just me? or do u feel the way i do... :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;at the start of the yr, it was a love w/o hesitation, one w/o boundaries...if u had asked me to rate my love on a scale from 1 to 10, my answer is simple...off the scale. why? bcos i was willing to do anything for him. making a fool of myself just to get a smile, going all out to make him feel better... a smile, just one, would have made not only my day, but my week. everytime i turn a corner, my heart starts beating fast, heralding his POSSIBLE arrival... only a possibility, yet it never fails to achieve that dry mouth effect. then what if i actually saw him? well, my smile could have powered the entire nation for a year if u were able to harness its energy...making detours just to pass his bench, maybe catch a glimpse of him, better yet, a smile of acknowledgement...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;soon, the detours became the usual day-to-day route...yet it somehow changed...waxing on and on about him was ritual...the mind was on him, but the heart wasnt in it...not seeing him doesnt seem that much of a disaster afterall...was it falling out of love? yet it couldnt be the case cos a smile from him still generates warmth in my being...was the love gone? or merely the excitement of initial love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;many a times i thought of giving up in him, cos he just wasnt returning the feelings...n the problem with continual giving? it's not only tiring, but heartbreaking too...hopes flash up and down like a stock market gone crazy...yet it always ends with a crash...in the real world, the business would have long been kicked out of the market...so should i cut my losses and drop the matter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;yet this teeny weeny itsy bitsy hope still drags my steps...what if he feels the way i feel for him? n is just lag in replying...or showing? perhaps, a bit longer...just a bit more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;n the "bit" drags on...yet i still havent gave up...cos the hope still lives on in me...a tiny stubborn flame...that wavers but never dies...a flame that could warm u for a lifetime, or one to extinguish ur life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;one-sided love is painful...yet if we never experience it, would we still be able to treasure a two-sided relationship? people out there, feeling the same way i do, think of the blessings, perhaps wish on a star...those of you with the one u love who loves u back, count on your lucky stars...n perhaps make a wish for me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-8184782714773231385?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/8184782714773231385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=8184782714773231385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8184782714773231385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8184782714773231385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-me-or-do-u-feel-way-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-1232470351863945655</id><published>2008-04-07T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T07:13:54.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;woots! was having my usual "monday high" at soccer prac today...haha famous for being super high on monday when ppl usually have "monday blues" ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;recently,my soccer skills either remained stagnant or deproved, so was very dissatisfied with my performance during pracs...however today, i got possessed...by an average professional soccer player, n i went rushing around like siao...haha even scored a goal, though most of the credit should go to xian cos she kicked the first ball n i scored on the rebound off the goalie's legs...so yeah ;D haha maybe just lucky...hope i can improve from here, not get worse again...cos tournament is starting next wed!!! n i hope that we can at least get into semis...so go hc girls soccer! ;D haha, we should overcome our match jitters n play like we do during prac, then we will be damn pro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;going to support water-polo team tmr, its their finals against rjc...so go guys! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;haha, blog about the results if i have the time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;n wish me luck for soccer tournament! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-1232470351863945655?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1232470351863945655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=1232470351863945655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1232470351863945655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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god that i didnt...n to scold myself in putting myself in danger...plus all the other sacrifices...from my mother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;why in the world did i want it so much last time? perhaps it was vanity, or maybe just following the crowd... it could be due to laziness...though the upcoming soccer tournament was a trigger, a trigger that hasten me towards that danger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;how much time have i spent learning to deal with it? the self-inflicted discomfort, the time wasted on learning about it which i could have spent on finishing my due tutorials? n how in the world do people get use to it? they say it gets easier with time...will it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;okok, so far, r u worried about my seemingly sucidal tendencies...n can u guess what in the world m i referring to? haha, its not really what u think...but my advice to ppl like me who got a low discomfort threshold n unlike me, little vanity n little need to, please dont follow in my footsteps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;DON'T.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;EVER....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;GET....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONTACTS!!! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-5685151845858970714?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' 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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-7620543990988544095.post-5555271686750528500</id><published>2008-04-03T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:14:43.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*slap! slap! slap! bang! bang! bang!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the sound of me inflicting self-punishment...mentally...&lt;br /&gt;sigh...why was i so stupid...ming ming know that i cant, still go do, end up causing emotional pain to myself...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, but i shouldnt look back...i should go forward!!! yes, u go girl! chiong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i m thinking of giving up on my *er-hm crush*...nothing, zilch, nada so far...feel depress if it drags on...one-sidedness is painful n depressing...so should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k talking to myself in this entry...;D gotta slp...turning into the brainless one... nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-5555271686750528500?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/5555271686750528500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=5555271686750528500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5555271686750528500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5555271686750528500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/04/slap-slap-slap-bang-bang-bang-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-7628755671956044963</id><published>2008-03-24T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T05:39:03.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hey ;D long time no blog, but cos today soccer ended earlier due to heavy rain [ ;( ], so i came back earlier than expected...some updates on the Moon's conditions ;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;wait, pause...haha guess what show is playing in the background...it's The Arena, n its the version with Hwa Chong(high sch) vs CHIJ St Joseph Convent....haha, quite funny...think it's funny to see ppl debating, though i can't really stand ppl who stumble n keep repeating ;( haha, however, i also know it's kinda hard to think n speak well on the spot...but on national tv, u have to send ur best (*shrugs*) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;oh ok back to the updates on the Moon ;D... soccer tournament is gonna start on 16th April n the groupings will be out on 9th April...waha, super excited about it!!! ;D haha can't wait, n we r aiming for semi-finals...hard la i know, but aim high ma! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ooh...close scores for second round in The Arena...haha, though overall HC still slightly higher...exciting ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ok, stop deviating...yep, love soccer, love the ppl on the team...esp the ppl who love soccer as much as i do... so semi-finals, here we come!!! hope to play more friendlies b4 though...for prac ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yep, campaign for student council not really going that well, so dont think i can get into council...but at least i tried...haha one of my grp members dropped out like on sat...so left with 3...but nvm, jiayou!!! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ok, schwork kinda ok now...just slightly late...haha ok bb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;more nxt time ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-2759771527963983440</id><published>2008-03-12T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T04:08:19.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"I Can Wait Forever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You look so beautiful today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you're sitting there it's hard for me to look away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;So i try to find the words that i could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I know distance doesn't matter but you feel so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And I cant lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Every time I leave my heart turns gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And I want to come back home to see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Cause I just cant take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Another day without you with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Is like a blade that cuts right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;But I can wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can wait forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you call my heart stops beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you're gone it wont stop bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;But I can wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can wait forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You look so beautiful today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;It's like every time I turn around I see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The thing I miss the most is waking up next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When I look into your eyes, I wish that I could stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And I cant lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Every time I leave my heart turns gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And I want to come back home to see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Cause I just cant take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Another day without you with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Is like a blade that cuts right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;But I can wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can wait forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you call my heart stops beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you're gone it wont stop bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;But I can wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can wait forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I know it feels like forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I guess that's just the price I gotta pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;But when I come back home to feel your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Makes it better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Till that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Theres nothing else that I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And I just cant take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I just cant take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Another day without you with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Is like a blade that cuts right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;But i can wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can wait forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you call my heart stops beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;When you're gone it wont stop bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;But I can wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can wait forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can wait forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I can wait forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;To many, this song may strike a chord with you. For those who ever had a crush in someone before, u know this feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;To those who are with someone they love, treasure them well...For those who have fallen out of a relationship, may your heart heal n may you dare to love again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i would rather crush a thousand times n have my heart broken, trampled or thrown away then to ever not experience love at all...u think i m stupid, or perhaps desperate...yet perhaps you should go find out for yourself, why many actually think and feel like me... to not love, is to not live...when u have an opportunity to love, grab with both hands and hold on tight...coz u r the lucky few who would ever experience love before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;for me, i m still waiting...hopefully i will get to live my life fully...n to get to love and be loved...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;"Crush"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;How i wish you could see what i feel for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;And maybe what i wish for us would then come through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;The thought of you puts a smile on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;You've got me churning in a love-sick craze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;When i hear you call my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;The sweet sound lights up my heart's flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;The sight of you takes my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;This feeling over which i have no say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Whatever reply you may choose to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;You are the reason for which i live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-2759771527963983440?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2759771527963983440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=2759771527963983440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2759771527963983440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2759771527963983440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-can-wait-forever-you-look-so.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-4461933398844164186</id><published>2008-03-12T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T03:28:34.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"No Love"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Staring out into the world across the street&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You hate the way your life turned out to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's pulling up in the driveway and you don't make a sound&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you always learn to hold the things you want to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your always going to be afraid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only hate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no love here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh so what will you do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only fears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no love here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broken down like a mirror smashed to peices&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You learned the hard way to shut your mouth and smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If these walls could talk they would have so much to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause everytime you fight the scars are gonna heal but there never gonna go away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only hate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no love here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh so what will you do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only fears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no love here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh no So what will you do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your falling, your screaming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your stuck in the same old nightmare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's lying, your crying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's nothing left to salvage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kick the door cause this is over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get me out of here(Kick the door)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only hate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no love here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh so what will you do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only fears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no love here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me what will you do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only hate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no love here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't just sit there! Fight for what's yours...U may feel u have no right...but u ain't got nothin' to lose...Stop sitting and staring...with eyes wide with fear...do something quick...or lest u die tmr...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-4461933398844164186?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/4461933398844164186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=4461933398844164186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4461933398844164186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4461933398844164186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-love-staring-out-into-world-across.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6063354787707053050</id><published>2008-03-07T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T23:54:13.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;hey ;D writing today in a choc colour ;D haha cos i feel like eating, but i cant cos i just recovered from a bad cough. anyway, went for student council's expose today. was from 8 to 1...that had the intro of the entire council with the standing comittees n working ones....n that had this session where a teacher briefed us on the bad side of council n to rethink our choice to join council...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i was quite bothered actually, by the very same issue that the teacher was talking about, a few days ago for some time. the very issue of coping. cos my results aint very good now...n i noe if i run, they r sure to drop...the prob is, by how much...cos there's someone pushing me from behind, n they r my parents. they wont be happy if there's like a drastic drop in my results. i know i will try to keep up with my schwork, but whether they trust me to do so, is another huge major problem. guess i have to have a major talk with them... another major consideration for me, is soccer...i wanna do both, council n soccer...but i know i cant...so very confused over that issue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;then i decided, that i would run, n try my best to get in. not because i want to give up soccer, but because i know council will be something more rewarding if i succeed, both emotionally and mentally. not to say soccer is just a game for me, but, no offense, although its my passion too, i dont see myself going anywhere with soccer. i wanna get into council partly cos i really wanna do something for the sch, for my friends (not to sound "communist") but its really what i m heartfelt about... n sigh, sacrifices have to be made. since council starts in june, if i get in, n i REALLY hope i do (cross my fingers n toes...), n soccer tournament is in april, i wil give my all for soccer tournament n not let my soccer mates down. cos they r really a cool bunch of ppl n dedicated to the team. i really love them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;council is a challenge, a challenge i m ready to take on... yet this challenge is a super huge one...so i really need all ur help. cos i noe i m gonna be really stress n tired if i get into council, n become this super no life person...so sorry, but this is what i want to see myself doing, n i hope u guys will support me... thanks ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Note: this is not a campaign speech, n if u think so, then u r not really my friend.... -.- seriously, its what i really feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;bye yo ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-6063354787707053050?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6063354787707053050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=6063354787707053050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6063354787707053050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6063354787707053050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-d-writing-today-in-choc-colour-d.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-7623341460971627997</id><published>2008-03-01T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:55:04.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ever had times when u feel like screaming at the world...or just shut urself in the room n dont come out for a decade...or perhaps just bury ur head in the proverbial sand so u dont have to face anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;council campaigning started last fri, 29th Feb, leapyear day...but i havent got a group yet...n here i thought juggling with council n sch work or getting ppl to vote me into council were the hard parts... n here comes another hugh whammer of a problem, finding a group...its understandable for ppl to want to run with the best group, so they stand a higher chance of getting in...but why give us the false hope, n let us keep it for so long, b4 wrenching it away when its quite late for us to do anything about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;point to note here: i dont blame u for doing this kind of thing, cos u dont share friendship or kinship with me...i just find it hard to understand, why offer something u r not able to give in the first place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so now, its time for the "begging"...pleading ppl to join u n help u achieve ur dreams...the road to success is a long one filled with sharp stones, high mountains, steep valleys and monsters behind the trees... to reach success, u got to bleed, sweat and sacrifice ur pride...u also have to keep walking into walls no matter how painful u may find it...cos u have no other choices...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;being an sc holds appeal to many, thus competition is high n its absolutely essential to make as big an impact as possible on ppl... yet now making that impact encompass being known already...me being an "outsider" face bigger problems than most...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but here i m n this is what i will say: i will not give up...till my last breathe i will fight...yet fight honourably i will...no betrayal, no sacrifices from others...if need be, i will do the sacrifices... but if u cross my path, i will not hesitate to scream at u...though i cannot order u to do anything... i fervently hope this dream of mine can come through...n i will try all means to make it happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-7623341460971627997?l=qy-autumngurl.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-7620543990988544095.post-5888871593459374076</id><published>2008-02-26T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T04:21:35.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apollo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;rocked the house down last night! ;D during, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;POP!&lt;/span&gt;, though we didnt win first prize for the fac dance [we won 2nd though ;D], i really feel that we all have done ourselves proud. Winning the prize isnt all that matters, we can choose all the super pro dancers to represent our fac so that we look good, if we had really wanted to win...but we didnt, all of us, whether we knew how to dance the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apollo &lt;/span&gt;fac dance or dont know at all or only know some parts of it, all of us went out that and dance with warmth, spirit and excitement n just shouted our hearts out...i think that in itself, is the greatest achievement that the fac dance has achieved. how many occasions can offer a group of unrelated people, besides being schmates and/or ex-schmates, a chance to bond and develop a strong faculty spirit? How many events can make people with varying interests and hobbies "gell" and shout out with passion? How often do u feel like giving ur very best for something that u belong too, whether it is your faculty, school or country? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: NOT MANY!&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i really feel that the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apollo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fac dance is the best, and i believe all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apollo-ians &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;will agree with me! it's the first time many of us have really felt like dancing, i believe, cos i for one feel that way ;D So for those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apollo-ians &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;who r feeling sad that we didnt win first prize, just dont think about the prize and just focus on what you have gained as a person and as an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apollo-ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; throughout the whole process. What is really important has been summarised into the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apollo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; motto: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;LIVE LOUD! LIVE PROUD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; we have been totally "rocking!" for the dance, n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apollo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dance totally bombed! thats what we should be proud of ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thus here, i think we have some very important people to thank i.e. the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apollo FAC COMM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the dance ics have done a great job cheorographing the dance and a fantastic job teaching it. they have sacrificed lots of their precious time to stay back to teach us the fac dance and even more time for special tuition sessions ;D The fac heads have fired up the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apollo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;spirit with their enthusiam and active and vigorous involvement in the whole process ;D N not to forget the rest of the fac comm for the hard work and sacrifices :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i would also like to congratulate Ares for winning the fac dance competition. ;p&lt;br /&gt;i would thus end with this: &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's faith in something and enthusiasm for something that makes a life worth living. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Oliver Wendell Holmes]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-5888871593459374076?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/5888871593459374076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=5888871593459374076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5888871593459374076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5888871593459374076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/02/apollo-rocked-house-down-last-night-d.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-3198904146948452169</id><published>2008-02-22T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T19:19:03.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YAY! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;APOLLO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ROCKS! ;D haha we owned the rest at dramafeste yesterday... we won best actor, best actress, best script and best play! ;D we r so pro...&lt;br /&gt;haha though i wasnt able to go for to watch dramafeste [;(] i m super glad that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apollo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;did so well... now we can go up the scoreboards;p haha mon is hci orientation 2, so lessons end at 10am ;D n we have orientation plus post orientation party [POP!] afterwards till 9pm...fac dance competition will be during POP!...cant wait! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apollo's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dance rocks! so we gonna pawned the rest again! haha;D i have a healthy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Apollo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; spirit, n lots of love for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apollo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too...(obvious right ;p) but its gonna be nice to see who our new classmates r...hope they r fun-loving and nice ppl ;p however i m very sad that meng qiao (my twinnie, notice the resemblance in name? ;p ) n suxu (aka sushi) had to leave...sigh, hope they will be happy in nj n vj respectively...glad that jingyi n jiaying made it back! ;D&lt;br /&gt;but b4 the fun, we have to have the torture...mon is also the day where we have to hand in our econs ilp (independent learning project) and have our very first big chem lecture test... ;( sigh...what a weekend...&lt;br /&gt;oh n today, i'll be going for a soccer friendly against sajc, last yr girls champs...(grit teeth) haha...hope we hold out resonably well! ;D jiayou hci girls;p though i think i will not get to play cos i m not among the best j1s the team has...;D so a mere spectator m i;p&lt;br /&gt;ok...sign off here cos i have to prep myself for everything...haha vagueness is my forte... so dont bother if u dont understand...ok enough crapping...have a good week ahead everyone ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh p.s. HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY TO SELINA CHAN JIA JIA! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-3198904146948452169?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/3198904146948452169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=3198904146948452169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3198904146948452169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3198904146948452169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/02/yay-apollo-rocks-d-haha-we-owned-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6807825924992951498</id><published>2008-02-19T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T05:20:45.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;WOOHOO! I GOT INTO HCI!!! ;p THX TO THOSE PPL WHO HAVE SUPPORTED ME THRUOUT THIS "PAINFUL" ORDEAL OF RESULTS WAITING ;P N I REALLY HOPE THAT MY FRIENDS WHO DONT GET INTO HCI, PLS APPEAL N GET IN AGAIN!!! HUGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;n some update on my life in HCI...;p i m currently in soccer n planning to run for council in april... cross my fingers n hope to get in...seriously, if i get into council then that will be my BEST birthday present ever! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;n of cos, some of u will know about me n my eye candy, so here's to hope, love n joy ;p haha... HCI's 2nd orientation will be next monday, 25th feb...plus that will be the day of the long-awaited FACULTY DANCE SHOWDOWN! ;D haha, this thurs n fri, 21st n 22nd feb, will be dramafeste which is a theatre showdown between the facs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;GOGOGO, APOLLO! ;D (why r we so pro, because we're Apollo! ;D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hahaha, k...n to juniors n friends, jiayou for the choir concert on 4th March!!! ;D sing ur hearts out n dance ur butts off ;p lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;kk, lots of stuff to do...so keeping this post short ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;love u guys n kisses! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sorry if i m very lazy...but is partly cos i'm busy ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so tata! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-6807825924992951498?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6807825924992951498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=6807825924992951498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6807825924992951498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6807825924992951498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/02/woohoo-i-got-into-hci-p-thx-to-those.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-3464770568783052528</id><published>2008-01-27T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:56:04.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;hey my loves! glad to c me aft my long period of laziness? haha...since sch started, i m very busy, so forgive me..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;anyway, many of u have, in the past, asked me why i chose the 'o' level route...n perhaps then i couldnt give u guys a satisfactory answer. well, know i can. i was, n am, wishing for an experience that i experienced n am experiencingin hwa chong now. i felt that staying in the same place for six years would cause me to lose the ability to discover new sides of myself. perhaps many of you think i m going crazy [;)] but its the truth... i m having a great time at hwa chong, though i really miss u guys in dhs, n i m CROSSING MY FINGERS THAT I CAN STAY IN HWA CHONG! haha, for those of you that dont know yet, i got a, what i felt was disappointing, result of 7 points for my L1R5...wait stop! dont say i m crazy, but  believe personal satisfaction in this case is more impt than what others feel is already very good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;the one and the half week of orientation was wonderful, except the academic talks which were sleep-inducing, n an eye-opening experience. every school has its own culture, n i can really feel hwa chong's is a rich and colourful one. the orientation games with my orientation group, or OG for short, was super fun...n i really miss OG 30!!! haha...every one of them are brillant and vibrant individuals that made me fell in love with hwa chong, but not to discount the friendly seniors who have put in great effort to organise this orientation and make us j1s feel welcome ;D three cheers for u guys! and lots of hugs n kisses! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;my class, 08S79, is full of lovable people that i really really like...i m especially touched that they called me to have a chat on results day cos they knew i was sad... ( thanks to jing qi too!!! ;p) i was really really moved by their actions. n the people i there r just wonderfully crazy n super super high! i really feel we can make a legacy of our own ;p 79! we were all super high on campfire night n just jumped the night away ;p haha, all the songs, cheers n dance left me breathless;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;n how many schools can boast that they have a totally original game that has been passed down from generation to generation and is an orientation tradition? well hwa chong has! n its the totally crazy and memorable WARGAMES! haha, gogogo APOLLO! although my faculty didnt win, we really put up a tough defence against the other facs when they came 3v1 against us! "why r we so pro, cos we're Apollo!" ;D seriously, its not something u will ever forget in ur life if u ever experienced it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;another wonderful thing about hwa chong: its wonderful culture of songs, cheers and dance! haha, the Apollo fac dance is the coolest n the hottest! n we'r gonna win the fac dance competition on 25th feb! haha, though the fac dances of other facs r nothing to turn up ur nose at... ;D n Apollo people r the highest! haha. bullboy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;last but not least, the seniors!!! 07S79 r just wonderful! we went for senior-treat-junior (stj) outing at Fish n Co. yesterday ;D (jealous?)... they r nice friendly people who will nv make u feel sian...u guys rock! ;p n my mortal is the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;thinking of joining soccer or student council in hc ;D so yea apollo peeps vote for me when i m running for council! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;k bye, n people frm dhs, i wont forget u guys too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;muacks to all u people! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-3464770568783052528?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/3464770568783052528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=3464770568783052528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3464770568783052528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3464770568783052528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-my-loves-glad-to-c-me-aft-my-long.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-7760116074126459640</id><published>2007-12-31T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T05:53:51.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DECISIONS DECISIONS DECISIONS! GOING MAD! N ITS TURNING ME INTO A WORRYWART! ARRRRGGGHHH! (okok, i m already a worrywart, but its making me worse!)&lt;br /&gt;SIGH...FROM SUBJECT COMBI TO CCA TO TRANSPORT...TO ARGH! EVERYTHING...I M GOING CRAZY! MAD! BONKERS! NUTS! CUKOO! blargh...&lt;br /&gt;god give me advice, but i dont really have time...have to decide by 4th..gosh...who knew jc was so hard...;p (rhetorical qn actually... ;p)&lt;br /&gt;okok, if u wanna help this desperate soul, just be my sounding board k?! love u guys ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mixture of nerves n excitment in me...just show i m a typical Singaporean, i m like rojak! haha;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-7760116074126459640?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/7760116074126459640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=7760116074126459640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7760116074126459640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7760116074126459640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/12/decisions-decisions-decisions-going-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-4043707287493256830</id><published>2007-12-30T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T02:16:33.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hey long time no blog! haha, thats cos i m lazy ;D...thats aso wh i m one of the few sec 4s not holding a job during this hols... but really, the job is good for the money, but what about the R n R? i mean, after the exams, long break is what the soul needs ;p but truth is, it was also a little boring... anyway, those who haven watch "my bratty princess", go watch, its super funny ;) fantastic plot... applaud the scriptwriter!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;oh, here's some news, haha, i didnt know my 61 years old uncle had a blog! haha, hey dont get me wrong! i m not someone who discriminates against the elderly, just wanna point out that elderly who keep in touch with new technological fads are highly commendable! ;D proud of my uncle! plus he was a teacher somemore;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;abt the choir chalet details, go check out other blogs, too lazy to type, but in short, the turnout was slightly disappointing n we spent the whole night playing mahjong/cards...haha got myself some disciples in bridge...gotta say, its quite an intellectual card game ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;as many of u should already have known (haha, gossip spreads faster than a bushfire!), i m gonna be spending my first 1 to 1 n a half months in hwa chong...yeah, u all would say congrats right? but to me, save it for if i get in after the 'o' level results come out n i still get in ;D haha, not to be ungrateful, but truth is, my confidence level is like way down there (careful, dont step on it! ;p) i myself know how i fare, n i m really scared that it was not very well...at least ur own teachers can moderate...oh to think of the bio paper 2 n prac now, my head still hurts! plus the chem, wanna slap myself... but what is done is done, can only pray now;p so pray for me! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;raining heavily out there now, n some of the water is leaking through the gaps in my windows onto the floor! haha, actually i really love thunderstorms...but only if i m safe at home! haha, joking, actually, if i m in the mood to get soaked n there's someone who loves a soaking as much as i do, call me out on a rainy day! haha, just forget the thunder n lightning though, that will be nicer to watch w/o the danger of being struck ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;school's gonna reopen soon, so all those who haven finished their homework, u've got 54 hours to do so! (if u prepare to forgo sleep n the new yr celebrations that is! ;p) ALL THE BEST! haha, to those people waiting for 'o' level results, cheers! we've got NO HW! haha...really nervous bout going to a new school though, n really miss u guys at DHS...but hey, i've got no regrets! i would still have chosen the 'o' level path hundred times over (unless u give me a million bucks! haha, joking ;p) [though i really regret not studying harder for drugs! boohoo!] but no matter what path u have chosen, just dont regret it! if u ever regret any choices (unless its a bad one) SLAP URSELF! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cos life's too short for regrets! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;a belated merry christmas to all n a very  WONDEFUL NEW YEAR! CHEERS! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;p.s. jia you for next yr, its the yr of the rat! so watch out for those who fan tai sui! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-4043707287493256830?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/4043707287493256830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=4043707287493256830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4043707287493256830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4043707287493256830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-long-time-no-blog-haha-thats-cos-i.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6262593359538741135</id><published>2007-12-04T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T06:49:41.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hey yoyo people! haha long overdue post is here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;was overseas from 23rd to 27th Nov, went to Malaysia ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;took bus 170 to the johor checkpt then my aunt's friend's car to the hotel in yong peng. Actually its more like an...inn. seriously. the room was tiny n the bathroom was cramped. ok i know i sound spoilt, but just stating the facts. it was a completely new exp for privileged old me. haha, luckily still can watch s'pore channels ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;next morning, woke up. guess what? there was no...WATER! yeah, apparently all the third floor rooms had no water, so had to brush my teeth in the public toliet downstairs. in the end, we got a refund for the second night and went to our aunt's friend house to stay for the second night in yong peng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;okok, backtrack a bit, that was the second night. during the second morning, we went to see some lucky fishie. haha, u were suppose to try n touch them, n if u could, u would be lucky. n second exp of the trip, the fish were HUGE! i mean it! from head to tail, it could be as tall as me! so there we were, everybody stretching our arms out beneath the railing to "get some luck"! haha, smooth really, the feeling if u r interested. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the second night, went to aunt's friend's house to sleep. he lived in a real plantation house. bet not many of you out there in singapore have stayed in one before ;p. it was my third exp for the trip. the house had 6 rooms, n 4 wild-tame dogs. (wild dogs who became tame but still ran wild, aiya, talk to me if you still dont understand ;s ) the house had no heater, so we had to boil it in pots before mixing it with the cold tap water to get warm water ;p then we had to stand n pour water over our heads like what you see in those old movies in china ;p no offense ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but it was really quaint, seriously, all u over-privilaged people in singapore should go exp this at least once in your life time. seriously. then u will learn to love ur heater more ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;third day, we took a coach up to KL where we then crashed in the hotel. the trip was...boring. watched constantine on tv cos in KL can no longer receive s'pore channels. the hotel was luxurious. haha, its the cititel hotel, megacity, if u r interested. slept like i didnt sleep in ten days ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;next day, its SHOPPING! haha, you wont want to ask how much i spent, but hey, i need to replenish my wardrobes over the year w/o shopping ('o' levels, rmb?) my feet were really aching like crazy. oh, tried this amazing "melting" char siew for lunch at this side stall recommended by my aunt. apparently the owners only work from 11.30am to 2 pm. serious, no joke. its their reputation that earn them the money. we were lucky to buy the last bit ;D heavenly sinful. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;next day, it was a whole day of bus ride all the way from KL to lucky gardens to Spore's lavender. bushed. back home for dinner at 7 plus n then konked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kay thats all. blogged bout the choir chalet another day.;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-6262593359538741135?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6262593359538741135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=6262593359538741135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6262593359538741135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6262593359538741135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-yoyo-people-haha-long-overdue-post.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-7919029601804300150</id><published>2007-11-20T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T06:57:15.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yozzie! haha, just spent two days at aranda for my 4A chalet ;p ok here r e events ove r the past week in order...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;14th of nov, graduation ceremony:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the grad ceremony was held in the lt...we all went in at 9 n sat according to our classes n register numbers. mr sng came up to give a talk n as usual, his speech was really stirring. ;p we then had the chairpersons from each class to make a speech. between the speeches of the chairpersons from 4E n 4F, we had the handing out of certificates by principal... weee, yeah, got to shake mr sng's hand (yep, he's my idol, did u know he went to both harvard and cambridge? o.O right) the handing out of certificates was super sssssssssssslllllllllooooooooooooowwwww...n i mean super duper...it went one by one, class by class...took about 1 hour...then the speeches continue...next we had a "walk down memory lane" with well-wishes from teachers of each class to each class plus pictures of the different classes...( sigh, if only they gave us all a copy...)...then choir came in n sang the grad + sch songs...we then went for class photo taking with form teacher n principal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;then we had LUNCH! haha, buffet by sch, not bad ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WARNING! SPOILERS AHEAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;15th of nov:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;went out with my choir darlings...jing qi, tricia and wansi ;p heehee, went to TM where we had a quick lunch at BK due to the late arrival of yours truely ;p... next, it was to the cinema with "Stardust"...seriously, the show rocks! haha, its super funny cos the lead actress is funnily sarcastic plus the captain of the boat, omg, i almost died when he danced in that dress... heehee;p n not to forget the ghosts...super hilarious...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;n then it was to the neoprint shop! weehee, omg i got punched by the astronaut  tricia got "er-hm" in the bathtub ;p haha, just joking...ended with a long chat at starbucks with the three noobs who didnt really know how to "behave" at starbucks...oh n guess who we met there?!?! KAKA! woopee right...okok, it was the imitation de lah...i mean why in the world would the real kaka go to TM starbucks...-.-" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;( for football noobies, kaka is a famous soccer player, think he's playing for real madrid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;16th of nov: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;briefing for provisional admission exercise (pae). we got briefed.  -.-" duh... (if u wanna know the boring details, drop me a note -.-")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;19th and 20th nov, 4A chalet!!!! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;haha, as i said earlier, its in aranda, so we bascially went there n gambled...haha, i refreshed my mahjong skills, learnt poker n...lost money ;( boohoo...in total, lost 2 bucks...okok, but i gonna win back during choir chalet...so WATCH OUT!!! ;p just kidding ;p actually, i kinda suck when i play with money ;p we had dinner at white sands kopitiam the first night cos ms fang gave every one 5 BUCKS to buy dinner, so dinner was free ;p (heehee jealous? too bad...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;second day was the same, gambling all the way!!! haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;okok, gotta go...tired...need to KO liao...bb ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-7919029601804300150?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/7919029601804300150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=7919029601804300150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7919029601804300150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7919029601804300150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/11/yozzie-haha-just-spent-two-days-at.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-8076178205841249361</id><published>2007-11-13T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T05:28:39.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;WOOHOOOOOO! EXAMS' R OVER! WAH...HAHA, WATCH ME FLY!!! ;p lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;cool lor...during the last min of the paper, everyone was watching the clock intently...when the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;teacher said :"students, please put down your pencil", i felt like screaming...haha, but of course &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;no one did lah...wait the examiner write irregularity report ;p so e half of the class that took Bio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;all stayed back away to chat n do whatever we want lah, bascially ;p so we got down to serious...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GAMBLING! haha...yep though i din win anything or lose anything...sad ;( we played tahti, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;bridge and something called "kap chi-ap", it sort of like mahjong with cards, though much easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anywa, we then went to play badminton in the hall, then ta bao from ghim moh n went back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;school to...gamble so more ;p haha, got quite a few close calls with some teachers...haha, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;didn't get caught lah ;) we then migrated to grand stand to play, smart right ;p got sianz of it like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;around 4? so went to play bball...play until my both legs feel like tofu...almost cannot walk...;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tmr's grad ceremony, so have to reach sch bout 8.40am...haha, choir performing right? i'll be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;watching ;p (n hearing;p) so jia you ;p...wah, can get to shake the principal's hand tmr! so happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok, lah, thats all...my dad wanna use the com, so gtg...n JING QI, can pls arrange thurs outing;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hee bye! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-8076178205841249361?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/8076178205841249361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=8076178205841249361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8076178205841249361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8076178205841249361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/11/woohoooooo-exams-r-over-wah.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-7911113764085818187</id><published>2007-11-06T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:34:43.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yozzie...me back after a long hiatus (go check e dictionary ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;haha, nope 'o' level haven finish yet, but thank god all e paper 2s r over...left 3 more paper 1s! YES! haha, so happy not taking my A level now, cos theirs end one week later then mine...*wipes brows* ;p haha, but jia you to those people who still have papers! you can do it;p...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cant wait for e chalets to start, haha, then can go watch movies, shop n just...GO CRAZY! haha, somethings that i haven been able to do for quite a while...erm, for about like 6 months? haha, my last movie was pirates of the carribeans 3 i think ;p lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;at choir chalet, i m going to play mahjong like anything...HEY JANE, JING QI! LETS BE DU SHENS THAT NIGHT...LOL play till we go siao ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;really hope i get into the jc i want *cross fingers*...sigh but abit hard lor, my papers r like shit...only a maths was ok...but ren yao wang qian mian kan! so eat, drink n be merry! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ok, log off liao ;p b!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-7911113764085818187?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/7911113764085818187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=7911113764085818187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7911113764085818187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7911113764085818187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/11/yozzie.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-7940275366743900854</id><published>2007-10-04T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T18:28:47.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ARRGHHHHH! I M SUPER PISSED OFF NOW... STUPID NEIGHBOURS UPSTAIRS, DIRECTLY UPSTAIRS, ARE DOING RENOVATION N THE DRILLING IS DRIVING ME CRAZY!!! N ITS GOING TO LAST FOR THREE DAYS!!! STUPID PEOPLE AND THEIR STUPID RENOVATIONS...CAUSE SO MUCH NOISE PROBLEM TO OTHER PEOPLE..GRRRHHH FEEL LIKE SUING THEM! HOW IN THE WORLD AM I GOING TO GET ANYTHING DONE WITH THAT RACKET DIRECTLY OVER MY HEAD...GRRHH...EVEN THE FLOOR IS VIBRATING...ARRRHHHH! MY HEAD IS POUNDING FROM ALL THAT NOISE!!! BLOOODY A*****ES! EAT UR SHIT LAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-7940275366743900854?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/7940275366743900854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=7940275366743900854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7940275366743900854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7940275366743900854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/10/arrghhhhh-i-m-super-pissed-off-now.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6759441549169340222</id><published>2007-09-19T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T06:09:46.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;YES! PRELIMS ARE OVER!!! WOOHOO!!! CE---LEBRATION TIME, COME ON... ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;haha, ok, celebrate till this weekend's over... oh ya, something sian, our study break won't start till 1st OCT!!! outrage right! grrrh...thats left one week b4 'o's prac... like wth, this is one lousy timetable ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;anyway, today a maths paper was much better than mon's one, which was a complete suicide...haha, spotted an error in the paper today, then mr kiw, who was the invigilator was like, bu chuo, you zhang da yan jing kan...;p haha, ok, shall stop my self-indulgence moment;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;here some news for those interested:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;1) o levels end on 13th november this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;2) dhs grad ceremony is on 14th november and its organised by.......*drumroll... the one and only...Ms Fang! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;3) 16th's the pre-u- admin talk which is compulsory for all o level pupils this year;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;and today's my mama's birthday, so HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM! XD haha, i know two other people with birthdays today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;okok, thx for all the good luck wishes! good luck to all whose eoys are coming! n best of luck to all o level pupils, wo men ping le! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;adieu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-6759441549169340222?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6759441549169340222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=6759441549169340222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6759441549169340222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6759441549169340222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/09/yes-prelims-are-over-woohoo-ce.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-7592366388437143844</id><published>2007-09-08T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T06:45:02.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;heyyz...here to say something...Pavarotti is dead...sobz, okok, i know i lag, he actualy passed away 3 days ago...sigh great singer...no idea bout the person though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;here's my agenda: today i m here to defend all muggers...open muggers that is...i hate muggers who r muggers but make fun of n criticise other muggers...so hypocritical...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;1) muggers are actually smart because they start early, then they wont suffer from massive heart coronary when the time comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;2) muggers who managed their time well have vibrant social lives too, they dont spend their whole day buried in the books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;3)muggers show that they are responsible by taking responsibility for their grades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;4)muggers who are not afraid of admitting that they actually look at their books once in a while should be respected because they are not afraid of being out of the norm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;5)muggers are a derogatory term because they also mean pickpockets (but for lack of a short n more appropriate term, n for the public to know what i m referring to, i shall continue to use it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;sadly, i m not a mugger, i would not be having such a hard time cramming 2 years worth of stuff into, a few weeks? craziness is really a thin line away... n all this wont happen if u started studying earlier. childhood is not a bed of roses, so ADAPT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;ok speaking of studying, off to hit the sheets, exhausted from all the absorbing ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;oh n to all o level students "chionging" for exams now, music helps u to relax n get your second bout of energy when u feel like jumping off the nearest twenty storey building (haha ok just kidding ;p, but it helps u refreshed so go on...;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;oh n i, like pmz ;p, will not be blogging anytime in the near future unless i got something real BIG to put here, n its will be BIG ;p so sorry guys, n come back after my 'o' levels! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;byee;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-7592366388437143844?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/7592366388437143844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=7592366388437143844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7592366388437143844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7592366388437143844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/09/heyyz.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-2252006129305230984</id><published>2007-09-07T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T04:54:10.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hello!!! haha, saw something very funny after lunch today at the court opp my house... there was this two bros, who r quite notorious in my primary school for being mischievous tykes, n they were playing with a soccer ball. then these two other boys came down with another ball n apparently the four of them would played together... i saw e younger of the 2 bros "attack" on of the other boy...they were rolling on the floor n the other boy (from the latter group) came to help his companion and attack the younger bro by, get this, punching his butt... omg, when i saw this i fell on the floor laughing. so funny ;p lol, then the they were like lying on the poor younger bro n punching his butt, while the younger bro kept calling for help from his older brother...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;anyway, to those who love watching taiwan oui xiang xi ju,n r a bit lagger then me, go catch "Wei Xiao Pasta" aka "Smiling Pasta" which features Zhang Dong Liang and Wang Xin Ling...WAIT! don't be prejudiced against the show upon hearing their names, the show totally rocks! haha, its super funny, cute and sweet...;p for those who r not really ardent fans of oui xiang ju, jusst try this show, its really very nice, guarantee you all will like ;p haha besides zhang dong liang is looks quite cute in the show ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yep, spent my birthday studying ;( haha, poor thing right, but 'o' level is like that... but hey, don't get me wrong...i will NEVER regret taking the 'o' level path, because i think it will always be the right choice for me...i m someone who live for changes n staying too long in the same environment will turn me mouldy... but anyway good luck to those in dhp, cos i heard the criteria for graduating just got higher;p  n to next year o level batch jia you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to these year o level batch, esp dhs de, ALL THE BEST AND REACH HIGH FOR THE STARS YOU WANT YOUR NAME ON ;p 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;trying my best not to scream from hitting the books everyday n my dear old dad constant (understatement) "friendly advice". so trying not to die...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;N  CHOIR JUNIORS, START PLANNING CHOIR CHALET AS SOON AS POSSIBLE (MEANING NOW!) not i overly eager or naggy, but seriously because our seniors never told us have to plan early, n we started planning only aroung exam time, n we couldn't get ANY good chalet...seriously, we ended up, as u all know, in the lousy and ex chalet we were in last year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so i m not joking, get cracking...its not that hard, just go online and type aloha, then choose the loyang (or any one) de then go in choose date n book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;need someone with civil service card though, but thats not hard at all...a lot of parents are civil servants... n please book after 14 of november!!! thanks ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okok, end here, cause my break ends here ;p bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-2252006129305230984?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2252006129305230984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=2252006129305230984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2252006129305230984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2252006129305230984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-haha-saw-something-very-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6533487464288318461</id><published>2007-08-26T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T06:25:54.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoz...haha saw an interesting event just now at around 8.15pm...&lt;br /&gt;there's this group of teenage boys who play ball everynight at the court across my flat...tonight, they somehow got into a quarrel n this small boy was shouting and ranting at another guy in orange shirt while this third guy was trying to hit the second one too...the group was quite big, so all the rest tried to stop them by pulling them in three different directions, but the small boy was still shouting... the police came and put a stop to it b4 they could actually start fighting though...eveybody was looking down from their unit...haha, interesting, but bloodthirsty...&lt;br /&gt;tonight was the last episode of "To Catch the Uncatchable" on channel 8...the show is actually very funny n cute but the ending just suck! How can the main guy die!!! just b4 he and the main girl got married too...wa lao...sianz man, no wonder they had an alternate ending on the net...&lt;br /&gt;but quite saddening lor the ending...felt like crying...;p&lt;br /&gt;tmr's my e maths paper 2...AHHHH! haha, help? lol ok gotta go...bye ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-6533487464288318461?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6533487464288318461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=6533487464288318461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6533487464288318461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6533487464288318461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/08/yoz.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-8617385111896373845</id><published>2007-08-22T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T05:57:29.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;here to talk bout my 'O' level oral today...one word: OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;wah was damn scared b4 the oral, think the butterflies were going to war in my tummy, couldnt even eat properly (wah super serious)... the waiting time was horrible (i was 5th from the last i a grp of 11)...i panicked till i felt like shitting...seriously...haha, quan yi actually went to shit...anyway, the passage was quite ok, but the pic was seriously i its own league: it showed a group of people standing and looking up at something... some of them were holding thick files...e qns: what do u think they were looking at? what do you think the woman in the middle is thinking? what do u think they are going to do next? i was like o.O how would i know...not that i actually said it... -.-, not that stupid...anyway, convo topics still quite ok, smiled at the examiners as my eng tcher asked me too, one of them smiled back, so...guess about can lorh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;haha, aft the oral my appetite came back n i bought lots of food to eat...;p sorta mini celebration...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;chun long going back to hk tmr...very sad lorh...he this trip like very boring like that, nobody pei ta...sadly all the sec 4s have upcoming exams...not i would have gladly gone out with him...;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;ok break time's up, back to my mugger life ;( bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-8617385111896373845?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/8617385111896373845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=8617385111896373845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8617385111896373845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8617385111896373845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/08/here-to-talk-bout-my-o-level-oral-today.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6303111726993941448</id><published>2007-08-16T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T07:40:38.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span 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style="color:#330033;"&gt;study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARGH! &lt;/em&gt;so bored... plus after prelims still got 'o's...sigh, i swear i will play like crazy aft exams...oh ya, choir comm, pls arrange choir chalet after the 14 of nov...thx;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sigh! i wan watch 881!!! the director's my idol (cos he's seh and defies convention) and e show's is supposed to be very nice...boohoo, life is hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-6303111726993941448?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6303111726993941448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=6303111726993941448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6303111726993941448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6303111726993941448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/08/study.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-1114432136721934065</id><published>2007-08-09T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:10:57.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;anyone in the mood for a love story? ok here's one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;In the year 1996, in the month of October, a 16-year-old girl was 'blinded' by love. The couple were longtime friends in Gan Eng Seng Sec. Their love for each other had started when they were in sec 3, but their love marathon only started wen they were both 16. Their love marathon continued on through junior college, through the two years when the guy was serving his duty to the nation, and through university overseas. They were both avid runners,  both having been in the track and field team in their junior college. Throughout their JC years, their friends knew nothing about their relationship, yet their love was strong enough to survive 9 years, and many years later. Both of them are tan and healthy-looking, with quick, flashing, white grins. Their friendliness and passion for each other, and their easy companionship with each other were clearly evident even after only a night of first acquaintance. It was also clear that there were well-loved by their friends from the ribbing and jokes that were thrown out over the course of dinner. Their easy-on-the-eye looks were further emphasized by the spark of love in their eyes. Seeing their wedding photos and videos yesterday night made me feel humbled by the evidence of such strong love even though i barely knew this wonderful couple. I wished them all the best on their marathon of love and everlasting bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Yep, the couple mentioned above was my mom's cousin and his new bride who tied the knot on Aug 8 and threw their wedding dinner on Aug 9 yesterday. Made me feel really...wistful. ;p Anyway, if u wan to c how they look like and all, get their wedding website from me ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Haha, true love always make me sentimental... ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The wedding was held at Sheraton Hotel...u should have seen the ballroom super brilliant deco...haha, i was fascinated by the lights in particular...oh ya, feel very happy last night, the waitress asked me whether i was old enough for wine! haha, mature me *wink* ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Sigh, dun we all love weddings ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-1114432136721934065?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1114432136721934065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=1114432136721934065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1114432136721934065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1114432136721934065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/08/anyone-in-mood-for-love-story-ok-heres.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-8457438549988136226</id><published>2007-08-07T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T05:10:07.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wanna say: i love u Jing Qi! haha, to those who dun noe me, no i not les or anything...just that, she sent me the songs i love!!! omg, u r so great muacks! haha... &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HOIST THE COLOURS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!!! super cool ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tmr will be national day celebration and guess what? 4A has to stay back for maths lessons after the concert, isnt it wonderful...sigh, i wonder why our batch just cant learn finish e syllabus in time...n if we cant finish, there goes our sat morning, waving its butt at us... ming ku...n its not only maths, theres still geog n chem...haiz...&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, tmr choir going to perform with a celeb!!! haha, wun tell n spoil the fun...anyway, JIA YOU choir, u peeps can do it!!! sing your hearts out for the nation man! ;p haha, my pri sch is having sing singapore now as i m typing...its held around the same time every yr n its a competition where all the classes take part n put together a concert for national day...oh, not all the classes, but the finalists from each level...anyway, sherry is there now watching her younger brother performing...speakin of national day songs, this year's song is really quite difficult to sing...haha typing to the sound of "Home"...yep, i can hear the lyrics plus the little kiddie voices...haha free sound ;p&lt;br /&gt;anyway this yr we have four straight days of holiday!!!haha, "we" meaning sch kids...sadly adults dont have fri off...&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, my mom's cousin is getting married on Aug 9th...haha, nice wedding anniversary...;p so yep, instead of celebrating my bro's birthday at home as usual n watching the national day parade on tv, we will be at a hotel watching a couple be joined in holy matrimony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, blowing my running nose as i type, dreaded flu...sneezing and dripping like a leakin tap... e sorrows of illness...anyway, gotta go ;p bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-8457438549988136226?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/8457438549988136226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=8457438549988136226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8457438549988136226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8457438549988136226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/08/wanna-say-i-love-u-jing-qi-haha-to.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-696445063733188906</id><published>2007-08-03T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T05:46:47.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;got my retainers yeserday...super uncomfortable...not painful-uncomfortable, but speech impairing-uncomfortable... seriously, those who haven't heard me talk with my retainers should come and hear...i really sound like a person who has too big a tongue...sigh, n it has to stay on for 6 MONTHS!!! only can take off when i eat or brush my teeth...sigh, worst thing is i can't sing...when i attempt to sing eng songs, they sound like singlish...when i sing chi songs, i sound like i speakin dialect or baby talk...so for my oral, i definitely gotta take it out...not all my "s"es will go missing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;watched high school musical last sat on channel 5...was my first time...N IT's GREAT! haha, i know i very lag, but hey, no disney channel what to do...love the songs, esp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Status Quo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When There Was Me and You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;...really great stuff...;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;anyway, prelims r creepin closer, and i m seriously considering freakin out...ALL THE STUFF TO LEARN... my god, two whole year of nine subjects to squeeze within this short time frame...like D-E-A-D...okok, will try not to freak out...(breathe in, out...)absolutely duno when to start...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;oh ya, news thrill...did you know, starting from my batch, THERE WILL NOT BE ANY THREE MONTH BREAK AFTER 'O' LEVELS!!! seriously sucks big time...my hols...really, my batch is SOOOOOO lucky -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;ok, gotta go bb;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-696445063733188906?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/696445063733188906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=696445063733188906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/696445063733188906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/696445063733188906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/08/got-my-retainers-yeserday.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-1668421286295323606</id><published>2007-07-26T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T02:47:10.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hello! Took out my braces today! ;p yep, my teeth  r straight now ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;feels rather weird though, like ur mouth is so empty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;anyway, i had to do x-rays for my retainer and all...had to take out my earring and clips cos they were metal...(heehee, those who have learnt radioactivity will know why ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;anyway, I GOT THE NEW HARRY POTTER TODAY!!! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;haha, i know, very lag, but hey, my mum didnt even want to buy at first, so...;pcant wait to read it, though can only read on weekends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i have two tests tmr: chem (which is kind of ok liao) n A maths!!! (which i only knew about today, as in the teacher only told today...grrrh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;arh, can feel e stress building up, prelims r less than one month away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;n btw, jing qi, where's my chocs?!?! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;aiyah, have to go do my hw n study for tests bb;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-1668421286295323606?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1668421286295323606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=1668421286295323606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1668421286295323606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1668421286295323606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-took-out-my-braces-today-p-yep-my.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-4181066898270639618</id><published>2007-07-21T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T01:56:00.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hello! whee, so long nv blog ler...cos my com couldnt access the internet due to some line prob...anyway, now its solved! YAY! today, the seventh Harry Potter book came out at 7.01am! sadly, i wun be getting it anytime soon...;( anyway here's some quick updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1) monday was our racial harmony day celebration (due to fri being part of idmi week and all that) was quite slack cos my lessons were double pe, recess then double maths. ;p then it was concert, the first part was quite dumb, the learning some kind of silat-dance thing part, then it was the real concert which was quite ok cos i was sitting with the 4d class (fan was facing there n i was super hot) so i was toking to zhuo fei throughout most of the concert... then after the concert we went home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2)tuesday was normal except that i saw my shuai ge!!! haha, i realised he goes to school earlier on Tues...so yeah *wink* anyway, he was with his fren and they were laughing away...(warning: i m gonna sound like a hua chi...) that was e first time i saw him smile and laugh! CUTE! haha;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3) Wed was e super long day where maths supp ended at 5.15, so yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;4) Thurs was the start of the idmi week, so i took e bus with my mum...anyway, he sat beside me on the busstop seat! haha, no lah, no special meaning cos the other seats were filled...anyway when the bus came, he stood and walked in front of me just as i stood up so i could roughly estimate our height compatability...n i can happily say that they are quite compatible...haha ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5) saw my shuai ge again cos these last two days i took the later bus...so now i noe *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;haha, ok, shall stop toking abt some guy unknown to all ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;prelim oral is next mon!!! first paper is on the 24th of aug... wowee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ok bye ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-4181066898270639618?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/4181066898270639618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=4181066898270639618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4181066898270639618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4181066898270639618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-whee-so-long-nv-blog-ler.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-3260125813732985635</id><published>2007-07-01T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:28:29.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;whee...haha...today i m gonna tell some ppl (those i have things to say to and i noe will read my blog de ;p)  somethings so here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1)Jing Qi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;u r the pres, so u gotta learn how to separate ur emotions from your decisions...i know u r someone who gets pissed off by some ppl very easily, but rmb, u cannot show this bcoz the whole choir will be looking at you now. yep, they will be seeing how you treat certain ppl and therefore you have to appear just and fair...i know talk very easy, but here's some tips for you: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(a) whatever you do, u have to try to hide your weaknesses, that is, you cannot show your fears and dislikes...being the pres means u gotta do things that u wun like...so all the best ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(b) keep a diary or tok to ppl u trust (make sure they wun spread it) about things that r bothering you, so that u wun get too stressed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(c) handling the teachers will be a tough job as you will find out in the future, but always smile when you see them cos then u will be "on their side" ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;(d) being pres will surely get you some lousy feedback due to some decisions being dislike by some, but hey, u cant please everyone, so just stay happy ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;p.s. need any help can just look for any of us ;p, n rmb  JUST HAVE FUN! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2) Tricia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;being the student conductor is quite tough, but i think u will have the ability to handle this job...you have really prove yourself to be a good sl and already command the respect of most of the choir. i heard abt you arranging all those handover pracs, so good job girl. being in these position will always cause some ppl to think that they can do the job better than you, but just let them try n when they fail, help them up and go on your way ;p (ps, there will always be ag 100 in this world) so you go girl ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3) Wansi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;hey gurl, sop sl leh ;p haha, anyway an sl must be more patient k, cos afterall they r still juniors...anyway, being an sl, u should go understand the strengths and weaknesses of the members of ur section so that you can work better with them...know u have good musical abilities so sure can de ;p JIA YOU loh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4) Lydia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;u too sop sl, know u r frens with many of the juniors so tha's good..but being a senior and in the comm, u have to find a way to make ur stand clear during the practices (know is hard haha, but u have to try;p) anyway, work together with wansi to shape the sops up (into hourglas fig. haha jk ;p) CHEERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;To the rest of the comm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;do your best to make choir a better CCA! and have fun in the comm! ;p need help, dun hesitate to ask...the sec 4 comm memebers were all noobs before like most of u guys ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;to the rest of the choir, jia you and njoy urselves, noe its tough near performances, but the results r definitely worth it! smiles! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-3260125813732985635?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/3260125813732985635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=3260125813732985635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3260125813732985635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3260125813732985635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/07/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-8386165184680042641</id><published>2007-06-30T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T04:42:04.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;wheehee, hello lemme blog 'bout the events yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;in the morning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;it was dhs youth day's celebration and i must say "wow" to all the scs and teachers in charge of the youth day...haha, so entertaining...from 8.15 to 10.20 was the free-and-easy carnival, where u could choose to play games or watch movies...haha, me and some of the girls in my class went to watch the movie: Iron Giant coz beauty and the beast had a full house...anyway, the movie was quite cute, but the ending was kinda sad, then funny...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;after the movie ended, we went walking around to look at the games (though we didnt play any coz we din feel like playin as the weather was hot and humid) just b4 the concert we went to the canteen for drinks. there i saw jing qi (haha, b4 that i saw kiwi ;p) we took our ice-cream and went up to the hall. from the hall we watched the fancy drill performance by the npcc in the parade sq. haha, hui ling and quan yi were super pro lah (alot of ppl said they looked like they were getting married ;p no offence) all the npcc ppl in my class r pro ;p (except er-hm and xy--din even go -.-) haha, cos hui ling and quan yi were carrying silver rifles, so xy was sayin his is platinum...then e finale came n we said that xy had to parachute down as he was the "head" of npcc lolz;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;the concert started. 1st up was the wushu performance...everybody was clappin real hard for zhang qian coz she was positively flying...haha. 2nd was e balloon game where baby pics of some of the teachers were flashed one at a time n u had to guess who was it...lolz, if u wanted to guess, u had to run up the stage and sit on the balloon b4 u could ans. oh yah lol, xy ran up to ans one of the qns with two other girls who also ran up. one them was janelle, then zara (one fo the mc, the other two is samson and guppy) counted to 3 and xy took a step forward and then jumped backwards, cos he saw janelle lolz ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;3rd was the cs dance. 4th was eva who sang an alicia keys song. then it was the teachers who went up to sing, the sec 3 teachers then the sec 4 tchers...haha, ms fang was like o.O haha...she acted her usual role...then it was rui xian's rock band who kinda flopped...but last minute prep, so what to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;in the afternoon: CHOIR HANDOVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the sec 4s were all asked to stand at one side while the juniors set up their stuff...zhuo fei, yu xuan, sherry and me gave kathleen her bday present while we waited...she laughed at sherry"s tomato n my grey singlet-yellow shorts card ;p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ok, anyway, e waiting time was sorta long...when we finally (haha jk) got to go into e lt, we were welcomed like stars haha, thx juniors ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we started off with one of e sec 4s song: soleram...anyway, we recorded it n omg, haha, it was sorta out of tune ;p haha then it was e juniors' turn. OMG! i was so touched! they sang the lion sleeps tonight with edited lyrics that they wrote for us... sweet right ;p then they sang amigos para siempre...song about frens...though e high notes werent reached (;D) e thought was there...haha, this song made kat cry cos she taught it to them in sec one...then they sang to everything there is a season, which we sang along... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then the passing down ceremony started...we passed down starting from welfare to the pres...haha, got some unexpected problems with the masks coz none of us had the experience of tying them...lolz...kennard and zixuan one was super funny...kennard was like "bend down!" then zixuan squatted all the way, everyone was like laughing;p haha, my mask was quite nicely tied if i said so myself haha (jk lah ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then zhuofei made a speech and started tearing. she then sang this chi song called hao ting;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then the juniors showed us their ppt...omg, so touching! e sec 4s then closed off the ceremony with when you believe...it was then i almost started tearing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;e juniors gave us this key like thing with numbers written on top then we were all trying to guess...somebody said "car no." some guessed 4D ticket no. it turned out to be the locker no. with our present inside...so creative right? haha thx alot guys...it was really great, all the postcards and small presents ;p sorry we sec 4s din really do much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i n sherry went off gfor our maths test (which i flopped) and the rest waited for us... we then went to bugis pastamania for lunch-dinner ;p haha...we took up like 10 tables...(5 joined into one row) we ate and took lots of pictures and just talked and eat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;jing qi, wansi, jane, zhuo fei and me went to walk- walk...but we ended up taking neo-prints;p haha, we were squeezing n aking funny faces at the cam...very fun...sorry to the rest for making u guys wait so long;p we then went home ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sigh, just wanna say THANKS TO ALL THE JUNIORS FOR THE THOUGHFUL SONGS AND PRESENTS AND GESTURES! ALL THE SEC 4S REALLY LOVE THEM (ESP ME;P HAHA) SORRY IF I DIN CRY;P, COS I MUST LEAVE WITH A NICE FACE (LOLZ ;P) THEN U GUYS WILL RMB ME NICELY ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sign off for now ;p bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-8386165184680042641?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/8386165184680042641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=8386165184680042641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8386165184680042641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8386165184680042641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/06/wheehee-hello-lemme-blog-bout-events.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-4233473198858173678</id><published>2007-06-27T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T05:49:57.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah, super tired now...sch today ended at 3.45pm but had maths supp till 5.15...haha, what made it worse was that the last lesson of the day was also maths...lol...2 hours straight of maths...wonderful right...&lt;br /&gt;haha, mon was the first day of sch, n i already committed a boo-boo...lolz ;p&lt;br /&gt;i was walking briskly to my class for morning flag-raising n then i tripped over this ledge...i fell on my knees n now there's this open wound the sizo of a fifty cent coin on my left knee...n my right knee has a scrape...haha, real graceful right...think i must have been too sleepy...;p&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my third earhole has been seriously shocked a few people since i pierced my three earholes on the 2nd Sun of the hols...seriously, i m just surprised that it has created such commotion...just wana tell u guys (if u r still seriously shock about the location of my third earhole), a hole is a hole where it is doesnt matter...a earhole doesnt show the character of the person...just get over it and stop dropping your jaws...I M STILL ME NO MATTER WHERE MY EARHOLE IS LOCATED! ACCEPT IT! i mean its not like u have never seen anyone who has pierced there before right...pls, our sch already has some...besides, stop askin me why i pierce there, it like askin someone why they pierce their nose or naval...the answer is simple: I LIKE IT!&lt;br /&gt;ok, now that we have get over the matter of my earhole, let's continue...God, i really detest this teacher of mine...she's totally manipulative and sly...making the decision w/o consulting everyone is simply dictatorial and super rude...she purposely announce the decision at the last minute so that we have no choice but to accept it lah...outrageous and presposterous!( spelt correctly?) grrrh...she should go eat...dung...growl...&lt;br /&gt;sigh, this fri handover is so going to flop ;(, just got this feeling *shrugs* hope i m wrong...no pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-4233473198858173678?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/4233473198858173678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=4233473198858173678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4233473198858173678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4233473198858173678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/06/wah-super-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-755799848001833061</id><published>2007-06-22T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T01:17:49.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing once again with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our strange duet &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My power over you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grows stronger yet &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And though you turn from me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to glance behind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The phantom of the opera is there &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inside your mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who have seen your face &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Draw back in fear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am the mask you wear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's me they hear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My/Your spirit and my/your voice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In one combined &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The phantom of the opera is there &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;inside my/your mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;haha, this song is really stuck in my head... ever since i heard the piano piece for it...its like this creepy version of a courtship...haha, i duno, thats e feeling i get...but this is really a great musical though i only got to c e movie n e the musical itself ;( n my fav character is actually the phantom ;p haha,i know, i've got strange taste, but he's like much better than e stupid boyfriend (sorry to fans of the boyfriend) who is just a dumb rich guy (in the movie that is...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;anyway,the songs inside are fantastic...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-755799848001833061?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7620543990988544095.post-675446408412591969</id><published>2007-06-18T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T01:10:58.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;haha, was really bored so i went to do some lame quizes at blogthing.com (recommended by jing qi) anyway so far, here r the results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;1) i should date an australian guy (lol jing qi too...hey! lets migrate to australia! ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;2)my true love name is stephen k. [hey all stephen come find me lollololololoololol ;p]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;3) i should paint my room purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;4) my brain is purple (lolz here's the result: &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Of all the brain types, yours is the most idealistic. You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense.Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries.You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself.&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;5) here are the keys to my heart lolz;p :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to good manners and elegance.In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;6)haha, here's my love element:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Love Element Is Metal&lt;br /&gt;In love, you inspire and respect your partner.For you, love is all about fusing together for one incredible life experience.You attract others with wit and a bit of flash.Your flirting style is defined by making others want and value you.Greatness and optimism are the cornerstones of your love life.You may let go too easily, but you never get weighed down by your past.You connect best with: EarthAvoid: FireYou and another Metal element: will control and smother each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;7)lol my travel personality:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Your Travel Personality Is: The Adventurer&lt;br /&gt;For you, travel is how you learn about the world. And you like to learn the stuff that's not in guidebooks.You truly have wanderlust. When you're not traveling, you're dreaming about where you'll go next.And your travels are truly legendary - they leave you with stories you'll be telling for the rest of your life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;8)my hair colour should be purple too (wah, wo gen purple you yuan) check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Your Hair Should Be Purple&lt;br /&gt;Intense, thoughtful, and unconventional.You're always philosophizing and inspiring others with your insights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;9)me as a sundae:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You Are a Cookie-Browine-Sundae&lt;br /&gt;Totally sweet, delicious, and comforting.You are a total glutton for... everything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;10)my mexican name should be Doña Hilda (haha, i have no idea why...;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;11)my 1950s name is Marsha Dorothy (lolz ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;12)what type of chocoate would i be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You are Milk Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.Also nostalgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;13)what my name means ;p:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;What Qiao Yue Means&lt;br /&gt;Q is for Quixotic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I is for Intelligent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;A is for Alert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;O is for Openhearted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Y is for Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;U is for Useful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;E is for Enlightened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;14)Your Blog Should Be Red&lt;br /&gt;Your blog is full of intensity and passion.You are very opinionated - and people love or hate you for it.You have the potential to be both a famous and infamous blogger. hahaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;15)my personality type ;p :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Personality is Somewhat Rare (ISFP)&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is caring, peaceful, artistic, and calm.Only about 7% of all people have your personality, including 8% of all women and 6% of all menYou are Introverted, Sensing, Feeling, and Perceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;16) lol, i m an afternoon person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;17)my uncommon name is : Minta Audria Acres (hahahaha;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;18)my french name is :Searlait Petit (omg, where did they come out with that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;19)omg u gotta c this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;For the twelve days of Christmas, your true love will send you:&lt;br /&gt;Twelve glam rockers drumming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Eleven carolers a-caroling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Ten ice skaters a-leaping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Nine ladies singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Eight llamas a-milking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Seven fruitcakes a-festering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Six Santas a-hohohoing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Five golden necklaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Four calling secret admirers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Three French tourists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Two Jesus action figures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And a fairy in a olive tree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;20) my type of car:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You Should Drive a Corvette&lt;br /&gt;You don't just like to drive on the road, you like to own it. You live to intimidate other drivers with your car's muscle power! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ok the tests were pretty lame...but hey, i was bored...anyway now u guys noe 20 new things about me;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-675446408412591969?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/675446408412591969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=675446408412591969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/675446408412591969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/675446408412591969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/06/haha-was-really-bored-so-i-went-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-8793188902010136921</id><published>2007-06-17T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:53:31.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalala...wah so relieved...for a frightening half an hour, i had feared i lost the dhschoir blog password...lolz...haha, dun worry, i remebered it finally...whew *wipe brows*&lt;br /&gt;ok, feelin very shi bai, cos many ppl already finished their hol hw...haha, as for me...you can say its a long way off ;p&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just wanna say: i want to go to ireland and scotland...haha...u may think its like out of the blue...actually, i have been wanting to for a very long time ler ;p&lt;br /&gt;wah sleepy and hungry, so shall eat and take a nap ;p bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-8793188902010136921?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/8793188902010136921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=8793188902010136921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8793188902010136921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8793188902010136921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/06/lalalala.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-3123003862855201102</id><published>2007-06-17T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T03:43:47.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;hello...here to blog bout my cip yesterday...haha was too tired to blog after e event so decided to postpone it till today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;anyway, in the morning went for the family day thing at downtown east...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;anyway the place was super CROWDED!!!haha, everybody took opportunity of the cheap tickets to plan a whole family outing...anyway, my dad queued super long for some free yakults (spelled this way?) while my mum decided to go for the kachang puteh...lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;we went to the wild wild wet entrance after consuming our beverages and snacks, but it was not opened yet...haha, it was a real fluke...we went at 8, n e place opened at 10...but by 9.30, e crowds started queuing up to enter... so then we waited, n waited n waited...finally!!!we go in...;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;we played like everything there in like 40 mins? it was super not worth it...but since its free, we din really mind...haha, then i had a quick lunch n had to rush off for my cip at bugis, where we were suppose to gather at 12.30...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;got there, met wenyi n irene, and collected our cans n stickers n off we went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;wenyi n i went to raffles place, where this security guard scolded us, n there was like no outdoor place to collect donations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;so next stop, orchard...bah..it started raining so by the time we got out at the station, we were stuck...couldnt get out...when the rain let off, we went along lucky plaza and tangs that stretch to start our collection...but to our horror and dismay, there were already three groups of collectors there, same organisation (disabled people's association) , different schools...lol...so we decided to change the location...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;we finally decided on toa payoh hub, cos it was like sheltered and had lots of people...went we reached there, guess what they were having? the filming of you3 hua4 ju4 shuo1...so quan yifeng was there...anyway, think they were like doing on some topic on romance or something like that...haha, lots of people were watching the free entertainment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;anyway, after collecting some money, we were quite tired so we went to the macs to have a break...haha, the macs there is SUPER COOL...ok it was the staff there...very friendly...me n wenyi were sitting down, eating (me lime sundae, she burger n lemon tea) n talkin when this nice man came and ask whether he could sit at our table cos we were sitting at a table for four...so we were like sure. he looked at our collecting cans and put some money into mine...haha so nice right? [cos we couldnt ask for donations in an establishment] he asked us about the organisation and why we were doing cip when we were having 'o's later on in the year and such questions... i thought he was a customer waiting for his friend to buy something...anyway, then his friend came to sit with us,and he too put money in my can lol... very nice;p then he asked us the like around the same questions and his friend answered for us haha...so i was still under the impression they were waiting ofr somebody to purchase some food...but then the manager of that macs came over and start talking too...then there was this commotion at the counter when this lady dropped her bag of cans of beer on the floor...everybody was just looking when the men opposite us asked the manager to get the poor lady a bag...then i knew they were in charge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;so when we ate finish, we politely ade our excuses and left...but when we went out, wenyi and me were like, wow, nice people...haha [wah, i just realised i typed so much about them ;p]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;anyway, we continued collecting met some more memorable characters during the collection...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;first, we realised that collecting from ah bengs was wenyi's forte lol [just jk!!!]...then wenyi "fell into a swoon" with this cool guy who donated to her;p for me, i was impressed at this girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;she saw me walking with the can, then she took out her wallet and shook it but there was no coins sound...anyway, i din ask her cos i was waiting for wenyi to collect from someone...she went off for a distance and then stopped and started digging her bag. then i walked off with wenyi when she colected finish...suddenly i heard the sound of running feet and turned around, it was the girl...she ran after me just to donate some money she found in her bag...at that time i was really surprised and touched, cos its people like her that make the world a better place ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;ok, so that was about all at toa payoh...oh wait, there was this super AP guy that wenyi approached...he was like: "no money! but you want i can gie you my bread! [he was eating some breadtalk bread]" wenyi shrugged and turned away...but i was tired and pissed and so i said:" fine! i will take your bread if you can stuff it ib the can" lol;p then i turned away...he was like:" can! here!" he peeled off this small crumb and held it out. i rolled my eyes and walked away...so totally ap...hmph...haha ok, i was ap too lah, but he provoked me...*shrugs and smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;we went back to bugis at 5, but continued our collection there [could only end earliest by 6]...there i met with AN IDIOT WHO SCOLDED ME!!! GRRH!  he was "talking" to this girl at the busstop when i went up to him to ask for donations...then i turned around and saw the girl's face [her back was facing me when i first approached them]my first thought was like: GG!!! she was crying...then the guy started scolding me...he went like: "what the hell are you doing?!?! cant u see that people are quarrellin? people quarrellin still come ask for money! stupid or what! ...." i was shocked...so i was like "sorry" den i hurried away. all the while he was still scolding me... whew, close one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;so that was about all...gave the can and signed out at 6...watched and waited while some of my classmates ate their dinner at bugis foodcourt and then went home to have dinner...my legs were totally screaming by then and i had a blister at the back of my right leg...totally exhausting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;ok dinner time, gtg bb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-3123003862855201102?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/3123003862855201102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=3123003862855201102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3123003862855201102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3123003862855201102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-2551148419787402670</id><published>2007-06-14T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T23:19:07.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hello peeps...haha is well in the world of qy...unless u take into account the tiff i had with my dad...but wont elaborate coz its killin me to think of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;anyway, i read this book b4 lunch just now, and it was so touching that i cried... its called "The Colour of Absence"...haha, its not bcoz i'm emo or anything, but the book is really great so far...[its a collection of 12? stories, but i only read till the second one b4 crying... the second one was really touching...] anyway for those interested, its edited by james howe, and the stories are by young writers who write on loss and hope...;p haha, i know, rather heavy stuff...but the second story inspired me so much that it got me writing my essay on 'dreams' that i had previously given up on...haha, i was rackin my brains about that essay for like, i duno, two weeks? then tis story finally got me some ideas...so i think u should go try it...[the book, not the essay ;p]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;lol, finally got some ideas for handover gifts yesterday...but wun tell u wat izzit yet, coz i wana surprise the juniors ;p...anyway, cant wait for o levels to end!!! all these studying is killing my brain cells... ;( plus the nagging frm my dad...whee, u would wish u were dead...besides i m bored out of my freakin mind [pardon the language, but for lack of a better word...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sigh, nvm, n tmr i have to do cip...some flag day stuff in the afternoon from 1 to 6...grrhh, of all days, tmr... it clashes with the family day event at wild wild wet!!! and i had been looking forward to that for weeks...growl...stupid cip...now i only get to spend like 2 over hours there when i could have gotten a whole day...this really sucks ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sigh, life goes on...i shall go wallow by myself...lol bb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-2551148419787402670?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2551148419787402670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=2551148419787402670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2551148419787402670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2551148419787402670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-7011597007768781988</id><published>2007-06-11T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T01:29:41.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoz...heehee...i had e most fun day yesterday...lol&lt;br /&gt;i n my family went tm to watch pirates of the carribeans 3 and it was FANTASTIC!!! REALLY AMAZING!!! those who haven watch have to go watch coz if not it will be a big pity... AHHHH, i love jack sparrows..haha...he's totally a superb actor (johnny depp that is....) anyway, i love the way jack sparrows walk and the way he behaves, totally engaging and hilarious...;p I JUST LOVE JACK SPARROWS!!! Anyway for those who dont love jack sparrows as much as i do, u should still go watch coz the showis amazing. the sound and visual effects are fantastic...esp the last battle scene (shall not elaborate coz it will spoil the show if i do)...anyway, i think the ending was quite funny too;p (not the will turner part coz that's sad, but the map part;p) the show lasted from 11.10am till around 2.10pm...&lt;br /&gt;anyway then we had lunch at the kopitiam at tm. then we went for this momentous event in my life...haha, shall not say but u guys will sure be to notice something different bout me the next time u c me ;p...haha&lt;br /&gt;then we went home,where i took a nap...&lt;br /&gt;at 6.10pm, we went out again to dinner with the relatives on my mom's side for an early celebration of father's day at this chinese restaurant "Made in China" at Haw Par Villa (spelt correctly?) anyway the food there was quite cool...though the restaurant itself was quite cool. there's was this whole corridor round the side and back of the restaurant which showcased lots of chinese artifacts...which were all real...anyway, very interesting. Many of the dishes there were like award-winning...and the food were all artistically arranged, very appealing;p so there i realised my guy cousin had two earholes in his left ear...haha, i was like o.O coz the last time i saw him he only had 1...haha&lt;br /&gt;so by the time we reached home it was like 10plus... end of story...;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-7011597007768781988?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/7011597007768781988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=7011597007768781988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7011597007768781988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/7011597007768781988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/06/yoz.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-4521562669011750034</id><published>2007-06-08T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T07:17:34.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;hello pello watermello ;p [quoted from limei ;)] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;wahhh, i wana watch pirates of the carribeans 3!!! everybody in the whole wide world has watched except me!!! [*note: gross exaggeration observed! ;p if u have n watch n wan too, come find me n we'll form a "our life sucks" club! lol, jk] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;haha, ok confession: i m actually gonna watch it on sunday...BUT IT'S STILL SO LONG AWAY!!! ;p, ok i know i sound like a spoiled brat, but i wana c jack sparrow can... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;e holiday so far has been totally boring...seriously, i m bored out of my mind... everyday, i wake up late, eat breakfast, bathe, slack, eat lunch, slack, take nap, slack, eat dinner, slack, sleep...did i mention slack? anyway, one word: BORED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;ahhhh, i wana dance on the moonbeams. i wana sway to the myraids of sunset colours. i wana hop on the teeny breeze during the hot afternoon. I wana jump on the dewdrops of early morn...growl...i wana STOP CRAPPING!!! lol...arh, seriously this paragraph is total rubbish, so just read and forget...;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;ahhhh, ok i m going to sleep...and just wake out to another boring day...;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-4521562669011750034?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/4521562669011750034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=4521562669011750034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4521562669011750034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4521562669011750034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-pello-watermello-p-quoted-from.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-1134289081470002595</id><published>2007-06-06T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T04:41:42.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hola ;p weehee, today is a happy day... coz i saw my Mr Shuai...okok, to those who dun really know me will think i m a hua chi, but i assure u that this is my one and only ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;feelin very bored though...want to watch poc 3 but have to wait for my parents to decide the date -.-...as they want to watch with me n my bro...anyway, thx to my frenz, i have received a good tip and some spoilers...haha... To all who are planning to watch pirates of the carribeans 3, stay back to watch e credits coz the show haven ended yet, there's still more ;p n its a happy ending ;p (*SPOILERS!!!) haha...but its a good tip right, those that din watch till e end felt that it was a sad ending, so...*hint hint... ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wah, according to my classmate, there's 70 more days to prelims...AHHHH! but the prob is i still dun find panicky at all...i sould slap myself right? lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whee, go do something first ;p bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-1134289081470002595?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1134289081470002595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=1134289081470002595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1134289081470002595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1134289081470002595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/06/hola-p-weehee-today-is-happy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-1557686108921796050</id><published>2007-06-05T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T03:55:44.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;yoz again...grrhhh my gastric is acting up again as i type... :( but for the sake of my faithful readers, i shall perservere ;p haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;today i went to sch for chem extra lessons [which was cancelled in the end due to mr tan's father being warded in the hospital ;(] on the mrt train, i saw this crazy man... he was dressed in this wrinkled shirt, three-quarters and slippers... couldnt determine his race...but he appeared to be in his late fifties to sixties... anyway, he was on the train since pasir ris and appeared calm and quiet till around kallang. Then he stood up. i thought he was leaving the train. instead, he walked to the next door and started talking in this loud voice to a caucasian guy who was holding crutches. The caucasian guy did not shrink away from the man but instead smiled and nodded at whatever the man said. He even held out his hands and shook the man's hand despite the man's odour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;When I saw this scene, i was really surprised by the actions of the caucasian guy. Any other person would have just walked away in fear or disgust. I really respected the guy for his compassion for those more unfortunate than us. Although the caucasian guy had crutches and had support on both legs [i believed he is suffering from polio], he spared a thought for someone most of society would shun. Some might say that this people are out of their mind and should not be entertained lest they do something evil in their madness, however i feel that people who have mental illnesses are not necessarily crazy and most are generally harmless... I think that as we developed as a society, we should not lose our compassion and care for those around us. Sparing a feeling or even a smile for someone not as able as us, we are not wasting our time with pity. Instead we are giving them our care so that these people are not left behind when our society progresses. You may feel that these people are of no use to society anymore, but they too are somebody's parents, or siblings, or spouses, or children. They deserve the society's help and concern. I believe that the caucasian man's action is something that we should all look up to and learn from ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Haha, i know people would be surprise by this post of mine, but i really feel strongly about this issue ;p so here's some food for thought before you go to sleep tonight. ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;off to dinner now ;p BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-1557686108921796050?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1557686108921796050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=1557686108921796050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1557686108921796050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1557686108921796050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/06/yoz-again.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-5010450917623366905</id><published>2007-06-02T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T07:11:04.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;just watched wang zi bian qing wa de special...so touching...sigh, those who love romance clips should go look at this...feel like crying...;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;e guy is seriously so nice to the girl [when he lost his memory that is]...it's like he treats the girl as the most important person in his life and his goal is to make her really happy...haha, ok, shall stop mushing about the show or it wouldnt be fun for those who wanna go watch...n it will be boring non-romantic peeps (haha, no offence)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;just wanna tell people out there to really treasure who you love coz they r the ones who are willing to stay with you through thick and thin... if you treat your love ones badly, you really should get your a** kicked...;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;whee, just changed my blogskin today, so the excitment hasnt wore off yet [it isnt mine, coz i know nuts about IT]...anyway, really have great respect for IT savvy people coz u are like exploring the unknown to me ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;haiz, i know this post is slightly boring [ok fine, VERY], but just wana type my feelings out before i head off to dreamland...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;one last note [since i m currently being very philosophical] i really encourage people to love themselves coz if you dont, who will...This may soung cliche, but it's true...EVERY ONE NEEDS LOVE ;p anyway, ciao to everyone and sweet dreams ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-5010450917623366905?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/5010450917623366905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=5010450917623366905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5010450917623366905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5010450917623366905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-watched-wang-zi-bian-qing-wa-de.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6204421892167115440</id><published>2007-06-02T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T01:57:52.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hello again readers... today, i m blogging this as a favour for a friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know sometimes when you say something, but don't really mean it, coz its just for fun n all? Well i have this friend who did something like that. She said that she loves this "item", but actually she says it for the shock value, initially, and then later, for fun. But then, somebody who doesnt know her well got hold of this info and thought that she meant it as a fact. Therefore, this someone thinks that they actually got something in common and tries to hook up with her. This is really troubling the girl so much that i shall not reveal her name. However, this girl only has passion for a special someone who had his birthday yesterday, the 1st of June. So Mr Unlucky Someone, i m afraid that you are too late and pls, forgive her. Thank You. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now to my stuff... went to zhuo fei's house on wed afternoon to help her take care of her mei mei n to do somw hw as well. Haha, when i reached there, her mei mei was sleeping soundly, so we proceeded to start with our hw. Not long later, her mei mei woke up with a scream. Literally. She started wailing and screaming and poor zhuo fei had to carry her and walk around the house several times before she stopped. Wailing that is, coz she took much longer to stop crying. Anyway, when i walked into the room, the little girl [who's called zhuo ling btw] saw me, and to my horror, started crying loudly again. (OMG, i never knew i had that effect on babies. ;p) Anyway, i quickly rushed out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;When, zhuo ling finally calmed then, she came out of the room to look at me. Luckily for me, i had bought some sweets to bribe the child with ;p so i gave her the sweets and she ran away to eat it in secrecy... [haha, according to zhuo fei, her sis is quite erm... possessive) Then she warmed up to me and keep pulling me around the house to play with her... so we played the whole afternoon away... (sob, i did not managed to do my hw)...Haha ;p&lt;br /&gt;END OF STORY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U probably didnt know i had that wonderful effect on children did you? Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, i know it was quite boring, but, i m just not a good storyteller ok? It was quite interesting actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days of choir camp over ler...which means my three last days of choir pracs are over...feel kinda glad and sad at the same time...coz i would really miss the choir peeps ;p Anyway, the new songs are totally rockin' [ARGH, MS THAM, Y U CHOOSE SO NICE SONGS ONLY BEFORE WE SEC 4S LEAVE... haha jk, but the songs r really nice]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO ALL CHOIR PEEPS: WORK HARD AND MAKE US PROUD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll really miss you guys... ;p though there's still handover... jia you ler ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-6204421892167115440?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6204421892167115440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=6204421892167115440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6204421892167115440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6204421892167115440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-again-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-876185824593721317</id><published>2007-05-29T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T04:59:34.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hello...sorry my readers, for not blogging so long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;anyway, just a quick update...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;as most of u should know by now, 4A won the girls soccer interclass against 4G...WOOHOO!!! haha, anyway (no offence to 4G members), we were really on form that day, that is, eunice, woei xin n esp, serene was on form...haha, the ball was kept in the upfield most of the time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but the times when the ball came into our half, i was really scared stiff, because yi chen's kick is like...BAM! Lol, it was really hard and fast, almost like a bullet, really scary...Anyway,i was not really on form during the whole match, so yeah, it wasn't really my glory... ;p The whole interclass i barely touched the ball (during matches) 10 times..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh, btw, i quite happy with my results but shall not type it here because it's not a good judgement of my standard... My standard is actually lower... ;p However, i can say that i did put in hard work to get those results... ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Haha, now on to more recent events, been going to choir vocal training camp these past two days. Last day's tmr. Anyway, really tired. ESP MONDAY NIGHT, due to the handover games we played in the morning. Haha, so many ppl got splashed... really funny. Anyway, sorry to clement for scolding you, hope u didnt get a shock. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today was just tiring, pt followed by an intensive but quite fruitful choir practice from 10.30 to 1.00 and then 2.00 to 4.30... feel so sleepy... *yawn* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;OHOHOHOH!!! LOL, I JUST REMEMBERED SOMETHING SUPER FUNNY... something bout jing qi n a certain brown fruit with green flesh and black seeds... haha... HE TAGGED HER BLOG WITH A "&lt;em&gt;INTERESTING BLOG&lt;/em&gt;" COMMENT...damn funny ;p;p;p good luck my dear girl, u will become quite famous...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TO my dear friend who has been troubled with her love life this past week, i can only say, good luck with sorting out your heart, n i'm sorry this noob here cannot do more to help..anyway, i think u should do what you think is right ;p;p;p   P.S. 39 points!!! haha...;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;wee, what a long post...really tired from the lack of sleep these past few days...there's still choir tmr, so better get some shuteye.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;bb...luv to all readers ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-876185824593721317?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/876185824593721317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=876185824593721317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/876185824593721317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/876185824593721317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-4240630341138278559</id><published>2007-05-19T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T02:01:40.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;halo...haha, been busy so long time no type... ;p&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just some updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)4A got out new class jersey!!! Its adidas n its black with red and white [looks abit like 4f de]&lt;br /&gt;2)4A gurls got into soccer interclass finals!!! haha, we played 4C and then 4B on Fri, 18th May...both we won with a score of one-nil... ;p but 4B ppl was very nice n cheered for us...&lt;br /&gt;3)Our choir handover is postponed ;( WTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;4) I heard that mr tay walked out on our choir...wow, nice one ppl -.- how many times do we seniors have to ask u guys to shut up during pracs b4 u all listen... now how...&lt;br /&gt;5) the sec 4 cip is next fri n its clashing with the interclass finals... oh man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, now we gota find so way to apologise to mr tay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;type more next time...&lt;br /&gt;p.s. watching wang zi bian qing wa now on utube...haha, thx zf for the recommendation ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, sec ones shld stop askin e sec 4s bout xtra pracs cos u r NOT suppose to let us&lt;/span&gt; noe... ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-4240630341138278559?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/4240630341138278559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=4240630341138278559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4240630341138278559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/4240630341138278559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/05/halo.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6803533721688638021</id><published>2007-05-03T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T01:59:43.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wah haha hello again ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's e interview for sec 3s...good luck lor...;p&lt;br /&gt;return of the stern-faced interviewers.;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, interclass for 3, 4 and 5 are tmr, though my class girls are ceded, so we r only playin after lvl camp that week...&lt;br /&gt;class guys r playing against h n i... all e best guys!!! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really tired, though this week suppose to be a short week liao...but almost everyday come home late ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, type more next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-6803533721688638021?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6803533721688638021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=6803533721688638021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6803533721688638021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6803533721688638021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/05/wah-haha-hello-again-p-tmrs-e-interview.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-6801740527443301832</id><published>2007-04-29T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:10:10.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sianz... everytime my dad sees me, he's like, heh, how far away is 'o's and/or prelims...growl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JING QI, U R A HUA CHI!!! KIWI!!! IF ANY SAME LVL DE FINDS OUT, U R LIKE SO DEAD....&lt;br /&gt;;p omg, cant stand u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bored...bored... anyone got e song "ting jian" by i duno who ;p a female singer... i hear liao feel like crying, okok, is also because of the show it was playing too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, choir interviews r gonna be next week...muahahaha, so fun!!! watch out, here;'s comes e MOTHER of all questions... ok jk... to interviewees: dun panic, be urself ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, duno what to write lah, shall type an anonymous poem by someone whom i love, so give me ur comments!!!&lt;br /&gt;here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sadness rings in your voice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;for what you yearn for but lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Heartbreak, Heartpain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you did so much, in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My heart aches for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;for the years you have aged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tears on your cheeks cool with time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;as you shut the cold world away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;How i yearn to grasp your anguish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to throw it a million miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and guide you towards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the rainbow after the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Be brave, young child,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;years you have yet to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So learn to stand tall like the towering oak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;fight through those obstacles in the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;One day you will wake to find,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;all those fights were for nought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;'cause what you ever needed in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;is those that were beside you at the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You have tried to hard to please all.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but in doing so forgotten one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;that unfortunate, forgotten one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;is none other than you yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Stop before it's too late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;vye away from this path of self destruction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Just be true to you and your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;true friends will like you as you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha, quite cool hor... wonder how u guys feel after reading this poem from this amateur poet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;share ur feelings, n see whether its the same as mine... haha ;p though doesnt really sound like a poem after you read it out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-6801740527443301832?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6801740527443301832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=6801740527443301832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6801740527443301832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/6801740527443301832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/04/sianz.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-2475356881358990371</id><published>2007-04-28T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:09:32.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;second post for e day since i m so bored...went lookin round ppl's blog...&lt;br /&gt;saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;qiaoyue: penguin~ haha! whee aren't you happy HE isn't smsing you anymore? hahah. anyways you've been a really really great friend and senior these years. enjoyed the trips back with you too!! and we'd always disturb jingqi and her ilu haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;haha, thx lydia, u r a great fren too...&lt;br /&gt;was very sad when i heard e reults of the SYF at vch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On that faithful day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Down e list we went... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Silver. Bronze. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A sense of dread washed over my heart... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It beat with the life of a war drum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Clasping my hands in prayer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(though i was a disbeliever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i hope against all hope that we would not get THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(or worse)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When the name was called,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my knuckles were gripped white...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Could we have what we dearly wanted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the moment came swishing down on us like a samurai's blade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then it descended in one felling swoop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the announcement laythere like a rotting log.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No one, NO ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dare prod it with a feet-long pole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The world stopped in unison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;For that instance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That one insanely instant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Disbelief laced through us like a cutting knife...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;THAT faithful instance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hit us like a hugh angry wave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then the tear glands started flowing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There was no choice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;THIS was the ONLY way out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the only wy to release the pain inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I flashed back to the weeks of hard work we had had...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Now i knew it all wasnt enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The aftermath:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We had been hit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but up we stand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;like brave soldiers we stood by our stand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the final result could in no way undermine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the efforts, the sweat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;n the whole long process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We had lost but in a way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;gained much more than we could ever imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;this bonding experience served to prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;that friendship could withstand e long hard test of failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;though some may call it failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i choose to call it by another name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This name also starts with a 'F'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but this 'f' stood instead for FORGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is a "tribute" to all the syf choir members. What we had learnt in the process is by no means little and should not be belittled. So we WILL stand up again n fight for e next n e next n e next!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Haha, this is not a poem lah, i cant write a poem for nuts... ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CHEERS FOR CHOIR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-2475356881358990371?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2475356881358990371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=2475356881358990371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2475356881358990371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2475356881358990371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/04/second-post-for-e-day-since-i-m-so.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-8004416082425675523</id><published>2007-04-28T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T02:00:27.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hi me back...lol...typin on borrowed time (actually more like a borrowed modem)...&lt;br /&gt;oh here's e full story:&lt;br /&gt;my com went on a bling like bout 2 weeks ago...counldnt hook up to the net...&lt;br /&gt;so my mum went to call e singtel help ppl n they said got 2 possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;1) modem spoiled&lt;br /&gt;2) line prob&lt;br /&gt;so they said they would sent someone down to check e line, n so they did n there was nothing wrong...so to make sure, e guy left a modem with us for a few days...so now i m typing here with a borrowed modem... THE END!&lt;br /&gt;lol...kind of boring, but it tells u why i hadnt been online these past few days...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, choir handover coming at the end of may...kinda sad but relieved at e same time...cos with e famous big O comin... u get what i mean...anyway, things at choir are slackenin since e SYF... besides, i m bloody pissed off with my recent tests' marks...so disappointing n spelling of a big failure... ok exaggeration...but who noes...&lt;br /&gt;so now i better go catch up with my youtube (lol) epi before e modem is reunited with its owner... ;p b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-8004416082425675523?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/8004416082425675523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=8004416082425675523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8004416082425675523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/8004416082425675523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/04/hi-me-back.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-828151235105454725</id><published>2007-04-06T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:11:17.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;lalala...so long nv post...haha, k i m back... ;p&lt;br /&gt;luv rainy days... watch e raindrops splatter on e sidewalks n e drops of water sliding down e window...very calm n comforting... brth for my soul ;p&lt;br /&gt;despite some insignificant fly's attempt to disrupt my peaceful life with her poisonous, derogatory and biased remarks, i will slap her out of my life like an irritating mozzie...;p haha, my imagery (izzit imagery?;p) skills rox! Whatever...she din get into syf n blamed everyone but herself...wow...superb move, din c that coming... Anyway, she sinking her hypocritical claws into ppl she insults anonymously on her blog... haha, n she scolds me on her msn by copying n pastin what i say n adding a bigger in front...so imaginative n purely genius...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have to rush a stupid ss proj on forward looking, an english essay n a jian bao...chao sian...haha, n guess what, i was doing ss proj in the library with selina, eunice n man ching when they were showing some short films thing...den guess who we saw in the short film... JASMINE SIM...ahaha...she had short hair n was quite young...we din believe it was her till we saw the cast names...we almost died laughing... then another film came on...n it played till this part where it showed this guy n gal fooling around on a bed...everybody was giggling n watching...e librarian was horrified n rushed to off the video...very funny lah...;p&lt;br /&gt;lalala, ok sign off liao...bb ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-828151235105454725?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/828151235105454725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=828151235105454725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/828151235105454725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/828151235105454725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/04/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-5207299494838300170</id><published>2007-03-29T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:11:46.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ARGGHH! REALLY PISSED OFF! SO I M WRITING IN CAPS TODAY... SOME BRAINLESS GIT BLASTED ME ON HER BLOG AGAIN...OH SURPRISE SURPRISE, GUESS WHO?&lt;br /&gt;WA LAO, MUST HAVE OFFENDED HER IN MY PAST LIFE, THIS PIECE OF ****... HER MOUTH N NASTY WORDS KNOW NO BOUNDS...SPREADING LIKE VISCIOUS VIRUSES...&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, I WAS DAMN NICE NOT TO HAVE BLASTED HER, IF I HAD, SHE WOULD SURELY HAVE CRIED LAH...THIS FEMALE IS A NASTY PIECE OF WORK... SHE'S POSITIVELY DANGEROUS... CAUSE SHE DOESNT THINK BEFORE SHE TALKS, SHE JUST SPEWS WHATEVER RUBBISH SHE CONJOURS IN THAT DUMP SHE CALLS A BRAIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever, enough venting...spammed her blog with cutting comments liao, she sure hate me even more from now onwards...but i couldnt help it, it got to me... i also have my limits...cross them n u gotta face the consequences...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-5207299494838300170?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/5207299494838300170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=5207299494838300170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5207299494838300170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/5207299494838300170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/03/argghh-really-pissed-off-so-i-m-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-2349509466066949929</id><published>2007-03-27T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:12:16.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;whoo! So far, all sec 4s got into SYF... wah, heard that auditions for the rest were super scary...haha. Anyway, e sec 4s were all at e leadership workshop when they were having auditions, so we r all safe so far... but e SYF choir is like so small...haha, so its quite bad...&lt;br /&gt;had my chi test today, die liao lol...was on yan2 jiang3 ci2...totally din understand e qn...&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY...quite sick of ppl calling me "xi**4**n3**4" in class...all because of the stupid "sex maniac" Growl! Makes my skin crawl thinking of him...Had nightmares when i heard what he said to practically half the class from someone...&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH! My thighs hurt like siao, cos of the training for standing broadjump thing yesterday for PE...wah, all those steps just killed me...n for god knows wat reasons, my lower back hurts too...i feel like an old lady lah...&lt;br /&gt;Off to watch youtube liao...bb ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-2349509466066949929?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2349509466066949929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=2349509466066949929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2349509466066949929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/2349509466066949929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/03/whoo-so-far-all-sec-4s-got-into-syf.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-1308740825926328254</id><published>2007-03-22T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:12:35.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;haiz, so sian got a geog test on plate tectonics tmr...no idea why my geog teacher wants to test last yr topic out of the blue... got back my bio n maths test today, did ok for bio, not that well for maths (expected...) Anyway, took a look at jing qi's blog n saw e scandalous things she posted 'bout out trip home yesterday...So here's my side of the story...Firstly, there's nothing between me n Kennard, so stop sayin things, NJQ! lol she just loves teasing me 'bout him cos we waltzed (for those laggers out there, it was for the choir concert)... Anyway, here's payback time ;p Jing Qi danced with...RUI XIAN for the concert, so it's like a thousand times funnier lah...&lt;br /&gt;Back to the trip home yesterday, me n Kat were going home n Kennard joined us lar, not like it was a date can... And all of us are frens, so no special relationships lah...haha...though the trip home was damn funny can... Kat n her obsession with a certain jogger clothed in a grey singlet and yellow shorts+ a wonderful "manly" odour... ;p haha, she's damn funny when she goes all out to make fun of someone...Anyway, Kat, HE'S MINE...lol cos i saw him first :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days has functioned quite well despite the presence of a ardent and disillusioned "admirer" and a hate "mail" from a certain "well-loved" member of choir. ;p&lt;br /&gt;Yes, hate mail, just to clarify for those who have chanced across this tidbit, ask my side of the story before believing it as the saying goes "innocent before proven guilty"...Anyway, many of you may be curious to what i might do to these ardent "admirer" and TQY-hater...Well, actually nothing... surprised? Why should you be? those who know me must know that i am actually a kind and forgiving person... [okok jk, read on before u go puking ur guts out at my arrogance] I am actually just super lazy and thus don't plan to "take revenge" as this require a certain amt of energy... ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched finish hana kimi n i think it's quite nice [ok, very, superduper nice...Esp XIU YI... AHHHH! lol, luv him, think he's super funny], however, the ending was kinda dumb [though they said there may be a second season, so hoping for it ;p]... Haha, think the love story was kinda cute, appeared abit like mu lan [which is one of my fav disney cartoons of all time!] de storyline... But what i love was the expressions on their faces, had me rolling on the floor with laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, ok, time to go muggin' doubt can make it though, wish me luck ppl ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-1308740825926328254?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/1308740825926328254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=1308740825926328254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1308740825926328254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/1308740825926328254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/03/haiz-so-sian-got-geog-test-on-plate.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-300476855496206934</id><published>2007-03-21T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:12:54.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I HATE HYPOCRITES!!!&lt;br /&gt;wah, cowards are disgusting... they go spitting on ur shadow n all that but dun dare show u any cheek in ur face... they blast u all over the place, frm behind ur back to the worldwide web, anywhere except to u.&lt;br /&gt;Man, if u hate someone so much, tell them, instead of badmouthing them, plunging a knife in their backs and twisting it deep...&lt;br /&gt;to all out there, u gotta check urselves first before calling on someone for their mistakes. Make that a thorough checkup, most of the time, if u r e only one hating that person, it has something to do with u. Surprise! -.-&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, whatever...shouldn't waste my brain cells on people like them...Hating is so taxing ;p Plus, wana know something, i dun really hate anyway&lt;br /&gt;It's true, i dun hate anyone...just dislike rather strongly.&lt;br /&gt;no, not sayin i m open n all that, just lazy...;p hatin someone really takes up lots of energy u noe...&lt;br /&gt;log off for now, my bro wana use e com ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-300476855496206934?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/300476855496206934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=300476855496206934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/300476855496206934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/300476855496206934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-hate-hypocrites-wah-cowards-are.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-188773377550770763</id><published>2007-03-14T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:13:08.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;so tired...&lt;br /&gt;spent e whole day reformatting my entire com 'cause it keeps hanging...&lt;br /&gt;had to save every single document under the sun and then upload them again after reformatting the computer...sigh ;(&lt;br /&gt;anyway, know what it is like talking to someone stubborn, hard-headed and totally ignorant? totally exhausting, unfruitful and highly fustrating. Now i know what they mean by "A little knowledge is the most dangerous"...&lt;br /&gt;BTW, i really dislike "know-it-all"s, they think they r better by ppl 'cause they got a little knowledge, like who give a hoot what they thinks lah!&lt;br /&gt;ok, dinnertime, signing off... ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-188773377550770763?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/188773377550770763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=188773377550770763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/188773377550770763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/188773377550770763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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-7620543990988544095.post-3983896663579068013</id><published>2007-03-13T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:07:35.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hello peeps out there!&lt;br /&gt;welcome ME to the world of blogging ;p&lt;br /&gt;lol... thx to elis, who helped me get over some rather major difficulties during e process of creatin' the blog ;p [ok, i m a IT noob, so therefore e help was quite major]...&lt;br /&gt;anyway welcome to e world of QY ;p. Hope u ppl have some great insights into my mind...;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7620543990988544095-3983896663579068013?l=qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/feeds/3983896663579068013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7620543990988544095&amp;postID=3983896663579068013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3983896663579068013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7620543990988544095/posts/default/3983896663579068013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qy-autumngurl.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-peeps-out-there-welcome-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>qy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09636365211212387696</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>
