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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683276.post-8673468405314959731</id><published>2008-07-30T11:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:05:48.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and i thought i was made of steel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i am, just molten steel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why it takes time for words to seep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-8673468405314959731?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/8673468405314959731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do i always feel like a total loser even though you are trying to talk sense into me and make me feel better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i don't understand coz i do, perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that it makes me feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a total loser. total loser. total loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's no one's fault it really isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that i feel like a loser who doesn't want to admit defeat.&lt;br /&gt;even if i AM a loser, i don't think i will admit defeat.&lt;br /&gt;maybe THAT's what makes me a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-3949596818337261992?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RizZRYYvjfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oyRfE0FMxu0/s1600-h/P1010317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056655374257458674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RizZRYYvjfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oyRfE0FMxu0/s200/P1010317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RizZRYYvjeI/AAAAAAAAABw/sC2j-NFZ8g0/s1600-h/P1010371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056655374257458658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RizZRYYvjeI/AAAAAAAAABw/sC2j-NFZ8g0/s200/P1010371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg i ate the MOST EXPENSIVE SELF-PAID MEAL IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Wong Hui Qing doubled my expenses -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.....we had dinner buffet at The Line, Shangri-la....and damn, it was worth EVERY DOLLAR ($79.25)!! For appetizer we had things like whole lobsters grilled with cheese, fresh prawns, scallops comfortably resting on their shells, salads, sashimi, sushi, various unknown appetizers....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for main course we had singaporean food, indian food, italian, western....you name it, we've had it or rather, they offered it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dessseerrttt.................................it will sweep you off your feet when u come face to face with the SHELF of desserts...guys probably won't appreciate this but girllsss, oh man the slaves of sweet things....the first time ever, slavery felt like empowerment......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh man it sounds gross -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the service was great too.....guess it was all packaged neatly......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i suppose we ate our $79.25 worth.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Best Buffet Ever Serious......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to mention the Best Company ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-3469147547197759952?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/3469147547197759952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=3469147547197759952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/3469147547197759952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/3469147547197759952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2007/04/omg-i-ate-most-expensive-self-paid-meal.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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://bp0.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RizaL4YvjgI/AAAAAAAAACA/curY8DSNN4U/s72-c/P1010340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683276.post-4178183487276360772</id><published>2007-04-14T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T00:02:55.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay mama if you ever read this, i think u're right and i'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since i've blogged, and i doubt anyone would be reading anyway so i'm just writing on my own time own target....&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling quite alot of emotions these days but it's hard to sum them up in words....it's either me being lazy or having a weak command of the English Language or simply because the emotions are too extreme and diverse i have no idea where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-4178183487276360772?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/4178183487276360772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=4178183487276360772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/4178183487276360772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/4178183487276360772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-mama-if-you-ever-read-this-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-6654598080260086404</id><published>2007-03-14T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T12:55:24.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PURIFY! WE DID IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;AND WE WILL DO IT AGAIN ON 7TH APRIL AT UCC HALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danceworks '07....&lt;br /&gt;It all begun with RnB enthusiastically deciding to make a come-back...but soon after many realised that their prior enthusiasm was nothing more than an instantaneous surge of excitement and eventually they had to give it up for other commitments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 hwachong dancers reduced to 8, 6, 5, 4, 3....&lt;br /&gt;So we engaged the NJWD dancers =) and not to forget the one and only ACJC eugene...&lt;br /&gt;You guys are out-of-the-world...love spending time with you all haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had commitment issues again, and it was hard to not have a distinct leader unlike when we were in JC coz each of us has our forte and we were all leaders once....&lt;br /&gt;2 former hc M.A.D. hiphop heads + a former M.A.D. secretary+ 2 former NJWD presidents + a former NJWD project manager etc... it was hard to get everyone's attention at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Dance Styles... it was hard to co-ordinate coz everyone does the same moves with different styles! we worked alot on that, and i'm sure we all agree we are happy with how it turned out, though we do need to polish further =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were ups and downs and highs and lows...though it has only been 3 months or so...JIAYOU, we can make it! and we know we stand a chance =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danceworks '07 Preliminary Round B:&lt;br /&gt;!st in Commercial Segment:  PURIFY&lt;br /&gt;1st in Dance Segment:  PURIFY&lt;br /&gt;how esctatic! (dismas almost said "erotic")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Steph, i really hope PURIFY can last beyond Danceworks.....catch us on HC dancenight and Aristal '07 (NJWD)!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-6654598080260086404?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/6654598080260086404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=6654598080260086404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/6654598080260086404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/6654598080260086404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2007/03/purify-we-did-it-and-we-will-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-7338498831651104880</id><published>2007-02-15T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:40:47.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Valentine No. 1 (frozen smile):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RdM4Jtp2mtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/v-AXsyUq4f8/s1600-h/val1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031426948228094674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RdM4Jtp2mtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/v-AXsyUq4f8/s200/val1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Valentine No. 2 (bad attempt: i ended up swallowing the Rose whole)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RdM4J9p2muI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dtrV4m_qEIw/s1600-h/val3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031426952523061986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RdM4J9p2muI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dtrV4m_qEIw/s200/val3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ValentinesSsss =)&lt;br /&gt;(all single &amp; available)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RdM4KNp2mvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WyPyWh0n5Vs/s1600-h/val5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031426956818029298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RdM4KNp2mvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WyPyWh0n5Vs/s200/val5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RdM4KNp2mwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/U-ZsDy9KD6o/s1600-h/val4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031426956818029314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RdM4KNp2mwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/U-ZsDy9KD6o/s200/val4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha we were all hoping we wouldnt have to organize this kinda vday gathering-for-singles next year ;)&lt;br /&gt;and yes i would like to extend my vday wishes to all friends attached/unattached especially Ms Wong Hui Qing and Madmad =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-7338498831651104880?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/7338498831651104880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=7338498831651104880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/7338498831651104880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/7338498831651104880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day-my-valentine-no.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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://bp1.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/RdM4Jtp2mtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/v-AXsyUq4f8/s72-c/val1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683276.post-954472556804864939</id><published>2007-02-11T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T02:13:37.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sprained my knee aGAIN...fortunately i "put it back" in time or else...&lt;br /&gt;i need a sinseh, i need instant recovery...&lt;br /&gt;this knee has been giving me problems...&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna have rheumatism hai...&lt;br /&gt;dance dance dance, it's getting near...&lt;br /&gt;hope we can progress much faster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, wed valtentine's day le...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-954472556804864939?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/954472556804864939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=954472556804864939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/954472556804864939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/954472556804864939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2007/02/sprained-my-knee-again.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-6105729166060850268</id><published>2007-02-04T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T02:13:38.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm tired of hearing such things. why the superiority? or rather, the self-assumed/self-convinced superiority? i simply do not buy the idea. try to distinguish between selfless/selfish. don't assume it's the former, coz it isn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seek to respect, but it's tedious when you know this respect can never be reciprocrated because the otherwise is the Core of its existence. a noble fascade does not mask its intentions from everyone, especially those whos stand has been violated. you provide life, strength and hope; but you are not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one has the power to change your ideals, so please do not suggest that you have the power to change everyone else's. it is plain selfishness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selfishness for a self-proclaimed good cause is still selfishness nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it depends on approach, or the true intention itself. &lt;br /&gt;but when rejected, please let go and let live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-6105729166060850268?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/6105729166060850268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=6105729166060850268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/6105729166060850268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/6105729166060850268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-tired-of-hearing-such-things.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-6330536338878027270</id><published>2007-02-02T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T17:51:00.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Inspired by wankai and my boredom =]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never Date a Libra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/libra.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indecisive, flirtatious, and downright deceptive - your Libra will tell you what you want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;Problem is they'll be telling *everyone* what they want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead try dating: Pisces, Taurus, Virgo, or Scorpio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/"&gt;What Sign Shouldn't You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Where are the Pisces, Taurus, Virgo, or Scorpio guyss??]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 12% Spoiled&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouspoiledquiz/spoiled-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely not spoiled. You've worked hard for what you have.&lt;br /&gt;Down to earth and grounded, you don't need a lot to make you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouspoiledquiz/"&gt;Are You Spoiled?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Mind is PG-13 Rated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/dirty-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is definitely a little dirty. You're naughty, but not trashy.&lt;br /&gt;You don't shy away from a dirty joke, and you're clearly not a prude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/"&gt;Do You Have a Dirty Mind?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Child Is Surprised&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/surprised.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see many things through the eyes of a child.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, you're rarely cynical or jaded.&lt;br /&gt;You cherish all of the details in life.&lt;br /&gt;Easily fascinated, you enjoy experiencing new things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/"&gt;How Is Your Inner Child?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#98fb98;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cafbca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal enough to know that you're weird...&lt;br /&gt;But too damn weird to do anything about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Love Is a Cancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/cancer.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you'll love a Cancer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer's loyal and sincere heart makes your own sensitive heart melt.&lt;br /&gt;Caring and devoted, a Cancer will take the lead in pursuing you - and not give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a Cancer will love you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back enough to deal with Cancer's little mood swings and freak-outs.&lt;br /&gt;A fellow homebody, you know how make Cancer comfortable and at home with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Contradicts with the other quiz...don't really know any cancer guys anw...]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-6330536338878027270?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/6330536338878027270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=6330536338878027270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/6330536338878027270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/6330536338878027270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2007/02/inspired-by-wankai-and-my-boredom-never.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-1414888283385313466</id><published>2007-01-31T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T16:22:38.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stop saying it into my face. Though you may mean no harm. Even if the relation is there. It may matter; it may not. That is up to me to decide. Say it just once it's enough. Don't by default take it as the reason for me not looking at the same face as you are. I get your drift I get your point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So just stop it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-1414888283385313466?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/1414888283385313466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=1414888283385313466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/1414888283385313466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/1414888283385313466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2007/01/stop-saying-it-into-my-face.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-8464273938499565398</id><published>2007-01-30T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T12:34:09.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's been a few days, but i still cannot accept the fact that Xu Wei Lun has passed away.&lt;br /&gt;It's all too sudden.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a huge fan but i adore her because she's such a beautiful and earnest girl.&lt;br /&gt;She was healthy physically and mentally, yet she has to leave us in such a brutal manner, under such circumstances where no one can really be blamed, where everyone seems innocent, including her self-reproaching assistant...&lt;br /&gt;And Especially Wei Lun herself.&lt;br /&gt;All our life we're just like a rubber band being stretched, you never know when it's going to snap; and when it does, it hurts like crap.&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace girl, the world will miss you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/Rb7KN_bRvFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/CBO2zedUZVA/s1600-h/xuweilun"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025676575905004626" style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" height="277" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/Rb7KN_bRvFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/CBO2zedUZVA/s320/xuweilun" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(ahhh....so sadd!!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-8464273938499565398?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/8464273938499565398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=8464273938499565398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/8464273938499565398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/8464273938499565398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-been-few-days-but-i-still-cannot.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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://bp0.blogger.com/_458zbaaj80o/Rb7KN_bRvFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/CBO2zedUZVA/s72-c/xuweilun' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683276.post-5128151642422904080</id><published>2007-01-29T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T14:26:39.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went clubbing! for the first time! haha but the next time no more st james for me, i wanna try MOS (younger crowd)...plus any hiphop/rnb clubs to recommend? i've got no interestingg stories to relate coz i-wasn't-picked-up BOO! but i was quite freaked out by certain (F*G*Y) guys who attempted to dance closer and i just turned away and gave Jian Ming my full attention haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a more comprehensive narration of what happened that night, check out wankai's blog at: &lt;a href="http://twoqueens.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;http://twoqueens.livejournal.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, where all the drama is, including &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"a comprehensive but non-exhaustive list of reasons for why huiyan is as yet unattached":&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"1. she yawns with her mouth agape and lets out the hurrrrrrrrrrrr sound (throw in double-chin too) amidst crowds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. she sneezes out loud on the streets. AHCHI!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. she kou1s her teeth in public &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(ME: I DO NOT DO THAT!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. she drinks her wantonmee soup in a most spectacular manner which my limited descriptive skills fail to give credit to"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My own additions as i reflect on my Current &amp; Persisting marital status:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. I "ngiam" away food residue on my chopsticks in a prolonged horizontal motion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. I sit with my legs tangled in the most orbit manner in public even though i've got stumps for legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. I happen to give people the impression that i'm attached (as told by some friends).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. I do not have the habit/tendency of falling into emotional turmoil hence i seem to have no need for "extra love &amp;amp; care" (hurhurhur...unlike......yeah u know who i'm referring to). I actually do have quite a masculine personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. I'm extremely Cor Lor and even at Prom i fail to remain demure for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. I will most probably not go out alone with a guy unless: i'm interested; we're proven platonic; coincidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Probably many more other reasons but i shall just stop here, 10's a nice number =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;=================================================================&lt;br /&gt;Went to the &lt;strong&gt;Subordinate Court&lt;/strong&gt; today. I even went into the Judge's Chamber (:D) Sadly there was a settlement so no trial was needed, so i kinda missed some action...felt weird in Old Spinster Outfit (OSO), particularly because i thought i had to button ALL THE WAY UP...of course i rectified this immediately and i looked like a student councillor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch treat from client was great. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna try Lychee Martini!&lt;br /&gt;Dance DanCE DAnCE!!&lt;br /&gt;exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-5128151642422904080?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/5128151642422904080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=5128151642422904080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/5128151642422904080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/5128151642422904080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-went-clubbing-for-first-time-haha-but.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-429409178716777754</id><published>2007-01-22T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:14:37.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I-WENT-TO-WATCH-RAIN-AT-HIS-CONCERT!!&lt;br /&gt;got $388 tics at the price of $150 (though still a heafty sum) thanks to Suhan!&lt;br /&gt;Though i had to trudge for 40mins across grasslands and black tarred roads coz he couldn't find an ATM machine to draw that $150, it was kinda worth it coz we got great seats right in the middle :D&lt;br /&gt;Rain was hott~ and his smile's supremely boyish.....his chest...oo0oh....thanks to chicken breast and mackerel and rope-skipping 2000times a day!&lt;br /&gt;Only drawback were his scripted lines....in English.....i would have preferred him speaking in Korean, even though i wouldn't understand a single word besides "SARANGHE" and "KAMSAMHAMIDA"....&lt;br /&gt;Suhan said "what's so good about him, tall and handsome only wad.."&lt;br /&gt;I stared at him, "that's quite enough, isn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;plus he can dance and he can sing and he's a hardworking guy!&lt;br /&gt;hoho.....&lt;br /&gt;Some people wanna go for the audition conducted by Rain's company this Saturday @@".....&lt;br /&gt;Should i go for fun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-429409178716777754?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/429409178716777754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=429409178716777754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/429409178716777754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/429409178716777754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-went-to-watch-rain-at-his-concert-got.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-2270995121880586071</id><published>2007-01-19T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T10:32:38.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah!! i applied for Casual Appointment in NUS last month and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I received an email yesterday from the NUS Law Faculty that they are offerring me a position (as in, clerical work i guess)!&lt;br /&gt;was very excited when i saw the email.....but when i take a step back, i see that it is rather impossible to leave my current job and accept their offer. So i rejected them for the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1) if i want to accept the offer, i would only begin in April because i do not want to leave my current job so quickly, especially when i'm getting the hang of things and this current job is actually a favour from my dad's aquaintance.&lt;br /&gt;2) my current job is offerring me an experience in an actual law firm, and the work that i do is all law-related; if i work as admin in the office of Law Fac, i wouldn't be dealing with assignments regarding Law but merely the usual admin stuff.&lt;br /&gt;3) as attractive as it sounds (i bet it pays more too haha), i continue to believe that my current job should be able to provide more legal training (ok NOT so pro, but it does give me a gd idea how law firms/the Law operates). =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehhh..... a part of me still would like to work at NUS law fac but hmm never mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-2270995121880586071?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/2270995121880586071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=2270995121880586071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/2270995121880586071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/2270995121880586071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2007/01/wah-i-applied-for-casual-appointment-in.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-4284387151706191934</id><published>2007-01-17T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T10:32:10.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi i'm back. I've been so busy that i'm neglecting my blog again....&lt;br /&gt;As for nepal, i'm still waiting for photos from my mum's digital cam, my dad's handphone and those from our nepal-mate-cum-photographer-cum-doctor....with his professional Canon (code no. blahblah), i bet the pictures would be captivating =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Class: Working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently working at Justicius Law Corporation in the Chinatown Point office building. It's a wonderful opportunity since i'm intending on taking Law in the university (NUS). I did not apply/am not applying for overseas studies due to the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;(a) Only a few colleges in the UK and maybe Australia offer law degrees that are recognized in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;(b) NUS is going international in terms of its courses and enrichment opportunities, and there's no doubt that i'll grab at the chance to go for overseas attachments, so what is there to fear?&lt;br /&gt;(c) NUS law is good. It's not easy to get in so there's still a challenge so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;(d) I would have to attain an overseas Scholarship to fund my fees and other expenses in UK.&lt;br /&gt;(e) A couple of my Singaporean friends who are/used to be studying in UK devastated the belief that 'in cold weather, people burn more fat/calories'. and i'm already _____ so yar =X&lt;br /&gt;(f) I will miss my mama papa and family and friends &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(g) I want to look for a SINGAPOREAN boyfriend after i enter university (though i adore the thought of cute caucasions/ABCs walking around the campus).&lt;br /&gt;(h) I hate plane rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha alright some of the above are crap but they do hold certain truth ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is enriching when i am kept busy, which tends to be towards the end of the day when my boss has to follow up meetings he had earlier in the day. Basically i type MANY letters; do filling, photocopying, faxing, emailing; sit-in certain meetings; help draft Tenancy/Novation Agreements; buy lunch; run downstairs to pass my boss a stack of his namecards before he leaves for a posh wedding dinner etc...... I have few colleagues, which isn't a bad thing really....One auntie calls me "yan4 yan4"; the other asks me to be her god-daughter on the 2nd day; the last girl is only a little older than me; the other 2 guys are my boss and his partner lawyer...&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe i'm woorrrkkinngg...and my friends are mostly in the working class too =) I'm not sure when i'll leave this job, but after i do, i would like to do waitressing/starbucks that kinda thing...anyone in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) DANCEWORKS 2007!!&lt;br /&gt;Notice the CAPs haha....RnB was suppoesd to join as a team but many pulled out due to various reasons, so we joined forces with a couple of talented dancers from NJC western dance and here we are, PURIFY! Really gotta thank Steph for introducing me to Krystle, Adi, Shiwei and uh Dismas(eventually), and i'm so glad i made these new friends =) thanks to Germ, Suhan, Maria and Weidi too for their dedication...&lt;br /&gt;It has only been about 4-5 practices and we've come up with most of the dance and our practices are not wasted i feel (though we do crap around quite abit....ok mayb it's me)...... i think i'm becoming more confident in just freestyling, something which i'm trying to improve, and with these guys here freestyling all the time (for inspiration or self-entertainment), it's good company =)&lt;br /&gt;haiiiii......why is there NS? or else kegan and david can join too (if no work then rest of fantasix can join also).......&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta go back to work! can't wait for the next dance practice =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-4284387151706191934?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/4284387151706191934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=4284387151706191934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/4284387151706191934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/4284387151706191934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-4352945434733848189</id><published>2006-12-29T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T23:08:24.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Service</title><content type='html'>Was browsing at a bag shop today...one particular design caught my eye, but it wasn't a Splurge-Day so i guess i'll just pass, maybe come back for it another time.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile Qing has been pouring her woes while we shop...&lt;br /&gt;So this Incredibly Intelligent and Wondrously Witty salesgirl kindly offerred her assistance.&lt;br /&gt;"What kinda bag are you looking for?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, just looking around."&lt;br /&gt;"LOOK AROUND AND TALK AH?"&lt;br /&gt;wth?!&lt;br /&gt;Qing gave her a glare and i shot back "What's her Problem?!"&lt;br /&gt;At least mine was a Genuine question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes,&lt;br /&gt;Forget about that bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: will blog about nepal sooon after i get photos! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-4352945434733848189?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/4352945434733848189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=4352945434733848189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/4352945434733848189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/4352945434733848189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-service.html' title='Good Service'/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-116585763482746911</id><published>2006-12-12T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T01:20:34.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MANTIS!!&lt;br /&gt;MAY YOU FIND YOUR DREAM-HOME/LEAF-STALK SOON!&lt;br /&gt;AND MAY YOU FIND YOUR DREAM DATE...JUST TRY NOT TO EAT HIM UP AFTER YOU TWO mate OK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 MUACKKSSS! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-116585763482746911?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/116585763482746911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=116585763482746911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116585763482746911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116585763482746911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-mantis-may-you-find.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-116559719150934212</id><published>2006-12-09T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T01:06:48.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lass Chalet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;the sheperd's pie i made for the bbq rocks RIGHT?? =D&lt;br /&gt;and kudos to those who brought lots of food!! (though we couldn't finish them =( )&lt;br /&gt;i think the most memorable game was truth or dare...since we now know one another better, the darker secrets begin to emerge (muhahahahha).... i have to say some were amusing while others were surprising (maybe shocking to some? i duno)... nevertheless, we have all sworn to keep all those within the chalet walls... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;*Moments to Remember*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1) Most hilarious:&lt;/span&gt; Wankai, Litian, ChongSheng (minsi's hc friend) &amp; I walked all the way to kopitiam, and a few of those 50cent kiddy rides brought back some childhood memories! So we took no time to embark on a journey down memory lane~~~~~ "wo cong shan zhong lai, dai zhe lan hua cao~~~" HAHA....hope chongsheng sends us the embarrassing videos.... oh and i suppose his "Greenie" deserves a mention here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2) Most tiring:&lt;/span&gt; um....wankai and i running up stationary escalator stairs -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3) Spookiest:&lt;/span&gt; Watched "Dorm" using Jianming's not-so-portable vcd player...and guess what? JIANMING IS SO HAM JI LA!! oh man NEVER sit beside him while watching horror films coz his SCREAMS are the Most Horrible Accompaniment one can ever have.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaha.........................................&lt;br /&gt;i'm not kidding 0.0"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4) Most Cold-Blooded:&lt;/span&gt; Every Girl Cried after watching "Dorm" (coz the ending was very touching) besides ME. Even jianming teared a little. My eyes were totally dry.&lt;br /&gt;See? My tears are precious. Hoho. If anyone ever makes me cry, you know it's quite serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5) Most Uncomfortable:&lt;/span&gt; [Warning: Never sleep on Minsi's RIGHT if you really have to spend the night with her on the same bed. She will mistake you for her bolster and HUG you to death!] That's what happened to me. Except for the Death part apparently. Was strong enough to Pry her off me. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, when's our next gathering? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-116559719150934212?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/116559719150934212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=116559719150934212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116559719150934212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116559719150934212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/12/had-class-chalet-sheperds-pie-i-made.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-116531195343480018</id><published>2006-12-05T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T18:09:14.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ENCHANTE 2006!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;just a couple of photos to show how much fun we had! for more ask me =D&lt;br /&gt;anyway, a big thank you to those who 怂恿ed me to do what i would have never done haha! Thinking back, i might not have regretted, but now that i've made the move, i will NEVER regret hahaha..... =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;everyone looked gorgeous! apparently i failed to recognize some =x coz they looked so different! transformed! special mention of honyi who looked delicious in her little devil outfit (haha!) and she got me Very distracted hoho....&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys! and thank you Mr. Oh for escorting me here and there haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/642784/P1010061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/200/793896/P1010061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/52152/P1010063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/200/325118/P1010063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/85929/P1010080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/200/609427/P1010080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/58936/huiyan_me_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/406533/P1010085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/200/333146/P1010085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/913303/Colin%20+%20Hon%20+%20Shit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/200/433555/Colin%20%2B%20Hon%20%2B%20Shit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/593961/P1010091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/200/561650/P1010091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/842570/Picture0474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/200/346670/Picture0474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-116531195343480018?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/116531195343480018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=116531195343480018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116531195343480018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116531195343480018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/12/enchante-2006-just-couple-of-photos-to.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-116499584404756292</id><published>2006-12-01T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T01:57:24.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mixed Feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. just great. just blogged about something that is dampening my spirits, and one wrong key just wiped everything away.&lt;br /&gt;ok, fine, wipe it away.&lt;br /&gt;so i don't have to bother with it.&lt;br /&gt;Fat hope.&lt;br /&gt;if it were that easy,&lt;br /&gt;life wouldn't be life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only it were that easy.&lt;br /&gt;if only simple things don't possess the power to crush me.&lt;br /&gt;if only i were less concerned.&lt;br /&gt;if only i weren't just-a-girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm just a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps: for those who assume i'm boy-crazy, the above is NOT about guys -.-  it's about something stupid though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been practical for most of my teenage life, yet sometimes i can't help but be engulfed in that dreamy plume. Perhaps all that idealism that have been suppressed can't tolerate the pressure anymore. Am i trying too hard? It's hard to tell. Sometimes i feel that my personality is sculpted by me. I tell myself what i am. Then i become what i am. And i'm too lazy to go find out who i am, even as i'm typing this. I'm conscious, but i can't be bothered. That's my problem.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't feel it's a problem.&lt;br /&gt;Or am i in denial because once a problem is recognized i'm obliged to solve it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck. Just live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-116499584404756292?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/116499584404756292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=116499584404756292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116499584404756292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116499584404756292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/12/mixed-feelings-great.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-116482705238986786</id><published>2006-11-30T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T03:04:12.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so tired! pics first, blog tomorrow =)&lt;br /&gt;had loads of fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/taiwan%20trip%202006/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;taiwan trip 2006 =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-116482705238986786?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/116482705238986786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=116482705238986786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116482705238986786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116482705238986786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-tired-pics-first-blog-tomorrow-had.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-116465044157671674</id><published>2006-11-28T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T02:00:41.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm in the taiwan hotel room now!!&lt;br /&gt;haven't bought anything much so far =( coz i realise the shops are still selling roughly the same things as last year end, which is a little disappointing....&lt;br /&gt;so guys, if you don't get anything from me, don't blame me coz there's really nothing much to buy haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy happy~ met up with xue yuan (my taiwan..friend) these two days...haha he's really nice (hui qing agrees) and laughs at practically everything. went to his house for dinner with his Entire Family (mum, dad, pretty sis and sheepish bro) and the air was Still hahahaha (i don't even know his family!).....and his dad was trying hard to think up topics for conversation, but they were great hosts nonetheless...&lt;br /&gt;phew, after the meal we did random things like visit his room, browsing through year books, watching performance dvd, Play Pool! huiqing didn't play, and i sucked at it. terrible. xue yuan was good la. ok. had fun coz i was being silly most of the time =)&lt;br /&gt;silly. fine.&lt;br /&gt;played Silly Games while walking to the mrt station...silly but amusing and mind-boggling right qing? xy doesn't really watch tv, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;next morning, he took us on a tour around tai da (university of taipei), and we got chased out of the library coz we were chatting hmmz. walked around and chatted about random stuff. he's a splendid guide la he knows quite alot and he can just go on talkinggg and talkinggg.&lt;br /&gt;ah will miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gonna watch KO ONe Final Episode!! BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-116465044157671674?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/116465044157671674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=116465044157671674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116465044157671674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116465044157671674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-in-taiwan-hotel-room-now-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-116427085776872296</id><published>2006-11-24T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T16:36:58.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;LongBar at Raffles Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/428138/Picture0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="152" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/320/949313/Picture0481.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/425656/Picture0482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/320/786835/Picture0482.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/751465/Picture0473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/320/532779/Picture0473.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/78859/Picture0479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="164" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/320/973140/Picture0479.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/550028/Picture0475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/320/756920/Picture0475.jpg" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/883065/Picture0478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/320/51155/Picture0478.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/116902/Picture0480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/320/356402/Picture0480.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/382091/Picture0489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/320/338810/Picture0489.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/208604/Picture0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" height="201" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/320/210451/Picture0486.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/1600/495273/Picture0488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1294/958/320/353895/Picture0488.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click for larger images) huiqing's FRIEND/peanuts!/singapore sling/sippin'/tastes like coconut with pineapple/qing sippin'/before/after(wastedd)/crazy me/sleepy qing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was superbly excited coz it was my first visit to a BAR (on tuesday)...and i thought i could proudly brandish my i/c (or ez-link haha) to prove that i've reached legal age. Surprisingly enough, no one doubted us! then i realised there's no age limit for the first level -.- only for the 2nd level which we refused to explore (coz huiqing would rather die than leave the bar/i resent smokey places)...so much for my legal-age-rites-of-passage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...huiqing actually finished her drink (whatever it was, probably not alcoholic), and i drank 1/4 glass of my Singapore Sling (followed by one and a half glass of ice water)! what an accomplishment. both of us felt our faces burning and heart pounding hoho...how loser i felt when the caucasion lady beside me gulped down 2 glasses of Singapore Sling...haha, it's ok, i'll strive to reach greater heights! (lofty ambitions!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejected, coz we (or rather, i) expected cute bartenders/cute caucasions at Longbar...howeverrr.........yeah u get my drift =X&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i had a good time! it was a new experience for a suaku like me...the manager paid for our drinks, but i hope we didn't get a certain someone into trouble! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO TAIWAN on SATURDAY!!! woohoo!! =D&lt;br /&gt;and i have NO IDEA what to study for geography s paper tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-116427085776872296?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/116427085776872296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=116427085776872296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116427085776872296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116427085776872296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/11/longbar-at-raffles-hotel-click-for.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-116387335971727092</id><published>2006-11-19T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T02:09:20.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOHO!! it's been MONTHS since i last updated =)&lt;br /&gt;i bet some people miss me coz they asked me to update =)&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps it was out of boredom.....&lt;br /&gt;never mind.&lt;br /&gt;i shall reside in my happy-little-world and believe that i was missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A"LVLS are OVER!! feels surreal. what am i going to do next?&lt;br /&gt;(haha not as if i don't have plans)&lt;br /&gt;(but too many plans ain't such a great thing, coz some may just be empty talk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i've accomplished ONE. My new blog layout! Did it from scratch using trial&amp;error method at html so do credit me for it hoho =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding dinner tonight....saw this cute guy, non-chinese, looks mixed (not caucasion though), cute nevertheless. &lt;div&gt;he was the loud kind i guess... after the wedding dinner the dance floor was opened, and he was dancing with the..um...older people...haha, adorable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone almost killed me when she told me he had a 3-yr-old child (when he looked MAX 25). Shoot me baby. but in the end it was false alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the sidenote, the band was great, and many of the guests could sing. they should've asked me too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh and the cute guy's name is Sean i heard. his identity? clueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably gonna go LongBar at Raffles Hotel with huiqing next tuesday after my long-awaited SakaeSushiBuffetBirthdayTreat! i've actually reached legal age. i'm so very proud of myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-116387335971727092?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/116387335971727092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=116387335971727092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116387335971727092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/116387335971727092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/11/hoho-its-been-months-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-115151429530339696</id><published>2006-06-29T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T01:12:43.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;BOld=true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't watch much TV these days.&lt;br /&gt;I love olives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I own lots of books (or rather, my dad).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I wear glasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I've watched porn movies (not movies but admit it, who hasn't caught glimpses of porn b4).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I curse sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;br /&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm TOTALLY smart (HAHA).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the rain.&lt;br /&gt;I'm paranoid at times.&lt;br /&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;I need money right now.&lt;br /&gt;I love sushi.&lt;br /&gt;I talk really, really fast.&lt;br /&gt;I have fresh breath in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was born in a country outside of the U.S.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past (or rather, tried to).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I like the way that I look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lied to a good friend in the last 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;I know how to cornrow.&lt;br /&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;I think prostitution should be legalized.&lt;br /&gt;I think Britney Spears is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I slept with a Suitemate.&lt;br /&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to shop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I enjoy window shopping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather shop than eat.&lt;br /&gt;I would classify myself as ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with my Blogger or Livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I don't hate anyone. I dislike them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've rejected someone before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I currently like someone (more like obsessed...hahaha kdkd...just pure eye candy ;] ).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;br /&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;I am a member of the Tom Green fan club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm not allergic to anything.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.&lt;br /&gt;I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have at least 5 away messages saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have tried alcohol or drugs before (alcohol, not drugs).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I own the "South Park" movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have avoided assignments at work/school to be on Blogger or Livejournal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When I was a kid I played "the birds and the bees" with a neighbour or chum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I enjoy some country music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I would die for my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I watch soap operas whenever I can.&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessive, and often a perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;I know all the words to Slick Rick's "Children's Story".&lt;br /&gt;I think Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;I have dated a close friend's ex.&lt;br /&gt;I like surveys/memes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am happy at this moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm obsessed with guys (yar. right.).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I am a Democrat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am a Conservative Republican.&lt;br /&gt;I am punk rockish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I go for older guys/&lt;/strong&gt;girls&lt;strong&gt;, not younger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;I can work on a car.&lt;br /&gt;I love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;br /&gt;I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;I spend ridiculous amounts of money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in prophetic dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument (fairly).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked at McDonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I think water rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I went to college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;I am adopted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I like sausage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have thrown up from crying too much.&lt;br /&gt;I have been intentionally hurt by people that I loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I love kisses (haven't really had one though ;p).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall for the worst people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I adore bright colors.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner (hahahahhaaha).&lt;br /&gt;I think school is awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think pigtails serve a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I don't know why the hell I just did this stupid thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like multi-textured ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;I watch Food Network way too much.&lt;br /&gt;I love coaching youth sports.&lt;br /&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;br /&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;br /&gt;I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snakes slither.&lt;br /&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;br /&gt;I still have every journal I've ever written in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I've often thought that I was born in the wrong century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;br /&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;I would not be friends if they weren't family.&lt;br /&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;br /&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;I know who Santos L. Halper is.&lt;br /&gt;I read trashy romance novels and I am ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;I love wrestling.&lt;br /&gt;I am completely tree-huggy spiritual, and I'm not ashamed at all.&lt;br /&gt;If I knew I would get away with it, I would commit at least one murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I cosplay or know what cosplaying is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical, the better.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy a nice glass of wine with dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;br /&gt;I have a goal to collect every Johnny Depp movie ever made.&lt;br /&gt;I have an unhealthy Taco Bell obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have had a crush on a cartoon character when I was a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have spent more on anime and manga than many spend on computers or other high end products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;---end of pure boredom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-115151429530339696?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/115151429530339696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=115151429530339696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/115151429530339696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/115151429530339696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/06/boldtrue-i-miss-somebody-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-115131997189055486</id><published>2006-06-26T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T19:08:45.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;question of the day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the world would be a better place if people are ruled by logic and not by emotion." Do you agree to this statement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well....&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;学院生活的苦与乐&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;i hope my lep essay didnt sound like a primary school zuo wen :S at least i tried not to....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-115131997189055486?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/115131997189055486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=115131997189055486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/115131997189055486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/115131997189055486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/06/question-of-day-world-would-be-better.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-114875325820746083</id><published>2006-05-28T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T02:08:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for newyork hip hop choreographer randolf winston's workshop today...he has done video choreoraphy for destiny's child etc...it was reaaalllyyyyy woorrrttthhh iittttt....had alot of fun, and sweat. haha. (oh the studio we went was at pple's association and it's called "m.a.d. studios" =) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hwachong dance studio should be air-conditioned and rubber-floored, with speakers and ballet bars and large mirrors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/S5020342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(ignore my pose) randolf winston is the guy in cap =), the other is his friend, who's well-versed in old school hip hop...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-114875325820746083?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/114875325820746083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=114875325820746083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114875325820746083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114875325820746083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/05/went-for-newyork-hip-hop-choreographer.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-114847504126644044</id><published>2006-05-24T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T01:50:42.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as continued from previous post.........&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(with additions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;my babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (i'll have to summarize!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;**i realise the lengths of these messages to my babies are really short....coz i was in a rush when i wrote them =S....anw i've wrote all of u personal notes, will give you guys at the bbq =)**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Nicholas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; goofygoofywhohatesbeatboxing...it's real fun to have u around and u're so loud! swing me more next time ok i'll try to look graceful =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Kelvin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bee's long-lost brother...thanks for loving m.a.d. so much even though u had wushu which means alot to u too...*flying kiss*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Vincent:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; talkative-always kachiau me-energetic-passionate! haha it's been nice to have u "yan-yan" me here n there though it sends chills down my spine =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ai nan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ok i'm trying v hard to pronounce it as ai4 nan2! mr. penguin has the strength to swing goofy around wor, so don't be fooled by his lanky exterior...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Shiu yuen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all right i'll not liken you to anybody else coz i'm sure u have ur own style and identity! boogie on boyboy(u do look like a little boy ;) )...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Serene:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; u bubbly girl! when i look at you u're always with that megawatt smile, keep it up! nowonder i've heard things like this girl attracting quite a few..ahemm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Alicia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hey pretty girl! thanks for dedicating to m.a.d. despite ur other commitments like volleyball...keep the good groove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pamela:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hey babe, don't worry that u'll not make it coz you have! all the best in council and i'm sure with that u'll live your hwachong life to the fullest =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;charmaine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hey sultry! u look really different with that shady make up on...smokeyy haha..and plus that husky sexy voice, i'm sure u'll kill many during ur future morning announcements haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;qingyan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hey gurll, first saw you at ares orientation night item selection, and you were boogie-ing! not surprised that you joined m.a.d., and you've done gr8 =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;liu qian:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hey baby, don't be put down by things you &lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; believe in and don't ever let others make you believe them. i believe in you so if u trust me, you should believe in yourself. always. u were wonderful, love ya babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------***-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;others whom i'll never forget =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;weiying:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hey sexy girl, it's always great to see you practising non-stop and try your very best to make the best out of every move. i really appreciate your support, thanks babe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yu guang: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hey wad can i say man...your enthusiasm and dedication in all dances is infectious, and i wanna thank you for your encouragement, esp that day u smsed me...just one glance along the corridor &amp;amp; u could tell =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cheng ying:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;oh no, not another hot ass! haha you really struck me as a friendly, caring, energetic, artistic, and of course, h0t babe...thanks for being with me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;alice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; helloo cap/hat gurl! i love caps too =) thanks for having done so much for 'touch' and you're really daring and exuberant! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meiling: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;you're a real talent my dear! cabaret, hiphop, ballet, chinese dance...is there something u can't do...so well? =) i know u miss chinese dance alot, but i hope m.a.d. can open new doors for you too...jiayouu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------***--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;b-boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (just as you all like to be called haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;pak:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yoyo funny man! u're reallyyyy lame but thanks for injecting so much laughter into our practices =) and dun worry about v. man, everything takes time to heal, in ur case, mayb abit more time...(since it's been quite long)..cheer up coz lao da here asks u to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;zee:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i'm still used to calling u zi han coz "zee" is abeet poser.....used to think u were dao and attitude but hey, this guy's a total act-cute-not-cute (ohmygotto) "friendly barney"! haha gr8 to know u dude and i really appreciate ur ideas and dedication =) oh n stop calling me auntie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;vinci:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; heyy the-guy-who-said-i'm-"the man"...haha u and your lame comments...i see that we have common interest in music! next time u shall play on the guitar n i shall sing =D had a fun time with u in my team and yes u're a very "orange" guy, rock on =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;sly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hoho apple boyy...thanks for giving me an apple i shared it with around 10 other people haha! you're an extremely good-natured guy (the only one who thanked me when i sprayed my girlyy smelling deodorant @@"), totally didnt' expect that reaction..anw, u've been practising real hard for break and latin, and u did good =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xing zhou:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; uhh cute guy, don't be so ego ok? haha or else not cute le =D kk michelle and i have been singing your praises oh no and i bet you're floating already...nevertheless, i really liked your solo for battle and your boyish attitude! (u-do-not-look-older-than-me-though-u-are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;jeffery:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha michelle's uglier twin (hurhur)...u took the largest bite from sly's apple for me so it shows u're a greedy man. eh jk...you and dennis should get married someday you even have matching shoes, but that aside, u're a hilarious guy but i can see that u're someone one can depend on =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;dennis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yoohoo dimple man! ur dimples are there by default haha...oh well thought u were a j1 coz i've never seen you in my entire life but hey your display pic makes u look really mature..hmmz..and weird. haha! nwaes, love having u around though u alw niao me..i miss u guys! =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;koon yu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hey hitler =) hope your mr. ankle is healing fast...u really went all out man, especially that night, and i 'salute' you for it! anw i think ur a great breaker and your attitude rocks...oh and you can be cuter than xing zhou (so he won't be so ego anymore)...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------***--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hwachong dancenight: touch '06 ended with a blast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it blasted me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and i never wanna return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i just wish it can blast me away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-114847504126644044?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/114847504126644044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=114847504126644044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114847504126644044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114847504126644044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/05/as-continued-from-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-114839746922425625</id><published>2006-05-24T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T20:49:15.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe it's over i can't believe it's over i can't believe it's over i can't believe it's over i can't believe it's over i can't believe it's over i can't believe it's over i can't believe it's over i can't believe it's over i can't believe it's over i can't believe it's over i can't believe it's over....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;touch '06....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;touchdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss u guys already, even when we still see one another in school. i miss practices in rua, i miss havocing and prancing around and dancing all sorts of funny dances, i miss walking to curry wok and ordering more or less the same dishes everytime, i miss talking crap/serious stuff, i miss i miss i misssss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's impossible to sum it all up in words..the hardwork, the laughter, the tears, the tensions, the bruises, the blood, the sleepless nights, the dozing off during lessons, the dedication, the eagerness, the insecurities.........so i shall just say a few words about some of the people who have made an impact on me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Fantasix (minus me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;--so this name is permenant arh? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;germ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my best mad mate...think we've built up chemistry be it in dance or random stuff, u're always there when i need you and even though u're cool and fiery (haha) on the outside you're such a darling on the inside! &lt;3 color="#9999ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bee:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with ur huge eyes and puppy smile it's no wonder b-b adores u (haha)...as i've said in the note u're v responsible and accomodating, not domineering and u alw listen to what we have to say...gr8 friend and gr8 president...muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;mich:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; u look like a cat! u look like jeffery! haha but tons prettier lar of course =) u know people call me auntie, i think u're quite an auntie yourself haha! but a cute on though..and as for ah zhou, i let u have him lar he too ego le haha! anw thanks for alw being there &lt;3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;kegan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hot ass! i'm really gr8ful to have u around(omg while typing this u msged me online!)...u're one of the people whom i have most mo qi with, it's so easy to work/dance with u! thanks for being through all these with me dun say things like u didnt help much coz u did =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;David:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the-guy-who-shows-alot-of-gum...man u've matured over the past year! think u improved alot in attitude and dance (hiphop &amp; break) =) becoming more and more mann eh? really love crapping n doing stuff with u now, thanks for being such a wonderful pal dude...&lt;br /&gt;----------***-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; darling wad would i do without u? ur ditsy comments and grinn...a real talented girl u are especially in drama u're the drama queen! we've come a long way since danceworks'05 and i'm seriously thankful to have someone like u to work with, or just to have around. love you loads babe :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------***-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;my babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (i'll have to summarize!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Nicholas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; goofygoofywhohatesbeatboxing...it's real fun to have u around and u're so loud! swing me more next time ok i'll try to look graceful =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Kelvin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bee's long-lost brother...thanks for loving m.a.d. so much even though u had wushu which means alot to u too...*flying kiss*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Vincent:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; talkative-always kachiau me-energetic-passionate! haha it's been nice to have u "yan-yan" me here n there though it sends chills down my spine =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ai nan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ok i'm trying v hard to pronounce it as ai4 nan2! mr. penguin has the strength to swing goofy around wor, so don't be fooled by his lanky exterior...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Shiu yuen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all right i'll not liken you to anybody else coz i'm sure u have ur own style and identity! boogie on boyboy(u do look like a little boy ;) )...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-114839746922425625?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/114839746922425625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=114839746922425625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114839746922425625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114839746922425625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-cant-believe-its-over-i-cant-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-114448427674819452</id><published>2006-04-09T07:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T16:19:59.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all rightey here's an entry again...been real busy with dance...one mth left, and we're seriously pressed for time...gahhh...&lt;br /&gt;people don't believe we are up to it. well, we'll show you. it's worth every cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-{t0uch}-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hc dance night 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;20 may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hci auditorium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;matinee: 2pm, $8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;night: 7.30pm, $9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;do ask me for tics =D: &lt;a href="mailto:sugerine@hotmail.com"&gt;sugerine@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, been enjoying time spent with my m.a.d. kids and peeps...haha i always feel like a mother hen to the juniors...................oh noo0o!!&lt;br /&gt;[click for larger images: chairdance1/chairdance2/bee,mich,me,dav/my babies (xcluding kegan)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/o7o4o6[3].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/o7o4o6%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/o7o4o6[5].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/o7o4o6%5B5%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/o7o4o6[13].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/o7o4o6%5B13%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/o7o4o6[15].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/o7o4o6%5B15%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;3 other stuff: honyi and i have finally gone through the two "international friendship day" concerts..sang shou qian shou, that sars song coz we couldnt think of any other song which suits the theme (=.=)...i dislike these kinda themes. they flash pictures of dying babies and drowning taxis as we sang. anw, we still rocked nomatter what! =)&lt;br /&gt;jianming was totally our hero on thurs during pe! he argued vehemently with our pe teacher that it's downright unfair for us to sacrifice our badminton lessons for the sake of some irritating classes who went to the hall because it was raining. it was being reasonable (or should i say indulgent) to other classes but totally unfair for our class coz we were supposed to be ended up doing nothing! and we haven't had pe lessons in eons! while we sacrificed our badminton playing and cleared the &lt;strong&gt;entire &lt;/strong&gt;row of courts (we weren't even allowed two blardie courts when our lesson was badminton) for other classes so they could indulge in whatever games they liked. some ignorant classes even took out all the badminton equipment which we cleared earlier for their sake and began playing badminton! what the F can...we were all tremendously pissed lar! we ended up playing captain's ball instead thanks to jianming's angry suggestion..and fortunately we had lots of crazy fun...and guess wad? the other classes took our lead and began playing captain's ball as well! what plain stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok tt's all...tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-114448427674819452?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/114448427674819452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=114448427674819452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114448427674819452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114448427674819452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-rightey-heres-entry-again.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-114399028139750108</id><published>2006-04-02T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:04:41.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YAYYY!!!! CHEE CHEE WON!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wonder what morning announcement at combined assembly tomorrow will be about haha! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-114399028139750108?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/114399028139750108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=114399028139750108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114399028139750108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114399028139750108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/04/yayyy-chee-chee-won-wonder-what.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-114356012991292129</id><published>2006-03-29T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T23:35:29.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i realised wad xiaoyuan's tag was about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here goes...my &lt;strong&gt;top 8 criteria for a sp0uussee/partner:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;focused and driven:&lt;/strong&gt; he should &lt;strong&gt;work&lt;/strong&gt; towards what he wants to achieve in life, and not be a puddle of mud.  focused and driven -- now that's sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;family-oriented/responsible:&lt;/strong&gt; mustt be filial. once u've learnt to do that u can't be a bad person. and um...be responsible for whatever seed you sow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;emotionally stable:&lt;/strong&gt; i'm nowhere near emotional and i can't handle a partner who is. the guy should have reasonably high eq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;blurr:&lt;/strong&gt; ok this sounds weird and it's n0t a &lt;strong&gt;must &lt;/strong&gt;(duh), but i have to say i'm kinda attracted to guys who appears to be blur in certain trivialities of daily life...but of course quality (1) must still be present...for the bigger things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;loyal:&lt;/strong&gt; i will not tolerate two/three/multiple-timing. loyalty towards friends and family applies too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;strong&gt;sociable:&lt;/strong&gt; um, i do not like social butterflies but i do prefer a guy who can handle conversations and who is not afraid of strangers haha. he should be able to get along with my friends (without venturing into the "hui-yan-will-be-jealous" zone though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;strong&gt;fun-loving guy who appreciates me:&lt;/strong&gt; haha kinda combining the two...i do not like havoc party animals (turn off!), but i do appreciate a guy who embraces life and um....me. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;strong&gt;intellectually on-par, and willing to communicate:&lt;/strong&gt; if i talk and he doesn't understand, it's not gonna work; if he comprehends what i say yet he rejects communication, it's &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; gonna work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can list all the criterias we want, but ultimately there's a someone for everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-114356012991292129?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/114356012991292129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=114356012991292129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114356012991292129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114356012991292129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/03/haha-i-realised-wad-xiaoyuans-tag-was.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-114321890849504525</id><published>2006-03-25T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T00:50:38.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/pimplee.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="291" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/pimplee.0.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how i look like right now. It is horrendous. The aftermath of block tests. i WONDER what will a'lvls do to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mugging list (post-blocks):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 2 dance choreographies&lt;br /&gt;2) teaching and practising and intense polishing&lt;br /&gt;3) dance costumes quotation and budget estimations&lt;br /&gt;4) dance costume-making/tailoring (can minsi's mum give discount? hurhur...)&lt;br /&gt;5) band practice for band concert (21/4)&lt;br /&gt;6) can't think of others right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year book is out and i do look like a ghost in my mad foto. a monster i mean. class pic should be okay coz we are supposed to look toot and stupid anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finallyyyyyy blocks are overrrr!!! watched "failure to lauch" with honyi and suan today (wk sickk!) at shaw coz i have vouchers! so each of us paid only 3 plus =) thanks to mummy who won the 36th lucky draw price at oas dinner&amp;amp;dance! rather win this than some 3rd price juice maker... matthew "mc-naughty" (forgot his name haha) is hottt...but i dun think sarah jessica parker is...she doesnt look human. i think matthew and kate hudson make the best screen couple! and i insist that the bizarre friend of sarah j parker in the show is pretty..though in a creepy and gothic way...but i like! and oh we saw mark lee...really lks like an ahbeng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allthebest for campcraft team '06!! gonna watch superband too......support amber =)&lt;br /&gt;okk... nothing much for now....lalala tweeleeeleeeee...............*twirls hair*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-114321890849504525?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/114321890849504525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey A12 peeps...this is the econs essay ans (went thru during lecture) i found lying in our class pigeon hole on friday. so i scanned it as word doc and tried to re-type the stuff that appeared as gibberish....hope it's readable enuff..enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link to econs essay ans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://haze-archives.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://haze-archives.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************&lt;br /&gt;i think huangcheng 2006 was wonderful! some people liked it others didn't...well i did..alot! =) really impressed with our juniors ie. siting, serene, minyu who acted really well; and of course hupan and hsiang-ge, who wrote the mind-blogging scripts! xie mu reminded my of my huangcheng days last year, and i couldn't help but sing along that huangcheng de ge =)...the atmosphere was phenomenal...something which only people who is/had been a part of huangcheng could feel....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0245.0.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0246.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" height="93" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0246.0.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics: honyi/tingsuan/wankai/jianming/liuzhen/minsi/bryan/ying2/clarence/um..me/bryan-in-car/honyi-in-car&lt;br /&gt;**********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something's playing me...nowadays i can actually feel left out~~~ yeah it's kinda forlorn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-114226409184675113?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/114226409184675113/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683276.post-114207240044821724</id><published>2006-03-12T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T18:44:37.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>god/satan/heaven/hell knows why i'm beginning to feel alot more than i have been accustomed to. it's been going on for quite some time but i just can't make any sense out of it. seldom expose others to the inner-me on my blog coz it has been just a teeny weeny little mini-me. rather negligible. and i was comfortable with it. now that the inner creature seems to be growing, i'm still reluctant to put any of it into words (besides in my head). i don't share it, coz it's always chucked at the back of my head, and i just can't let it out. probably not because i don't want to, but i don't see the need to. perhaps i think i can always handle it myself, be it something worth handling or not. for now, everything's just in my head. all in my head.&lt;br /&gt;all.&lt;br /&gt;in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, to hell/heaven/satan/god with it. i'm a happy person. have always been.&lt;br /&gt;haha...am careful not to sound like ____!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps: gr8 job sua n sheila for the alibaba production! was very very impressed =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;pss: thanks qing! for informing me that xueyuan came online! i really miss him haha =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-114207240044821724?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/114207240044821724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't understand how these people can be so shockingly desperate.&lt;br /&gt;and be so blatant about it.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps even proud.&lt;br /&gt;do they suppose others will be envious?&lt;br /&gt;they aren't even together for the right reasons.&lt;br /&gt;it's just downright repulsive.&lt;br /&gt;please,&lt;br /&gt;have some respect for the environment.&lt;br /&gt;and your seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- to: the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;candalous &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ragedies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not trying to be mean here. some people just &lt;strong&gt;w0n't&lt;/strong&gt; get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-114131133023906508?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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Teach me how to feel again, before the laughter numbs me inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-114096037718542378?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/114096037718542378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=114096037718542378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114096037718542378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114096037718542378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/02/when-theres-too-much-laughter-in-your.html' 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enhance their appearance (e.g. bound feet etc), yet they themselves go to an even greater extend using technology to achieve their desired looks (e.g. boob jobs etc). -- they're actually mocking themselves.&lt;br /&gt;we were asked to point out the irony above and explain it.&lt;br /&gt;the-stupid-zhonghua-girl-named-weiqi made her brilliant comment: &lt;strong&gt;"the irony is that in the past they like to make things smaller but now they like to make things bigger!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w0w.&lt;br /&gt;brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been hooked on this song for quite awhile, since god knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insensitive -- by Jane Arden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you cool your lips after a summer's kiss?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you rid the sweat after the body bliss?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you turn your eyes from the romantic glare?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you block the sound of a voice you'd know anywhere?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh I really should have known by the time you drove me home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By the vagueness in your eyes, your casual good-byes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By the chill in your embrace and the expression on your face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That told me maybe you might have &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some advice to give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On how to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insensitive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you numb your skin after the warmest touch?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you slow your blood after the body rush?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you free your soul after you've found a friend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you teach your heart it's a crime to fall in love again?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh you probably won't remember me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tt is probably ancient history&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm one of the chosen few who went ahead and fell for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touch, I fell too fast, I feel too much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought that you might have some advice to give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On how to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insensitive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-114078444553574955?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/114078444553574955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The pulse&lt;/strong&gt; (cip rock concert)&lt;br /&gt;my band got in =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21 apr&lt;/strong&gt; 8pm hc auditorium&lt;br /&gt;c u there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hc dance night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 may&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hc auditorium&lt;br /&gt;i'd bettterrr c u there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-114036182192853970?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/114036182192853970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=114036182192853970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/114036182192853970'/><link 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m.a.d. juniors a lot! it's the guys actually, not so much of the girls coz I have yet to really interact with all of them…there are only 6 j1 guys in the x-country item so it's easier for me to remember/talk to all of them =) here are their names (imitating kegan's blog): -- kelvin, the earnest monkey-guy whom I call “good-natured” but u never know wadz on the inside…&lt;br /&gt;-- Vincent, the kaypoh kia who keeps snatching my hp and notebook to source for scandals and says I look like a rabbit… -- Nicholos, the go0fy and explosive one who keeps saying that I'm short and whose hcl is supposedly f9 (but got b3 instead)… -- Ainan, the tall, thin and penguin-looking one who seems intelligent and studies "knowledge&amp;inquiry" in humanes…-- Shiu Yuen, the xun-sua hybrid who is the only we haven't had dinner with!&lt;br /&gt;These bunch of guys are so darn enthusiastic it amuses us seniors a lot =) tried to teach them trumping, split, bridge, butt-shaking, body-waves etcetc…and they were always so eager to learn =) You boys really make my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I've always wanted to go for vocal lessons to improve my techniques coz I've never had any training before nor have I joined the choir…so my dad took the liberty of asking his good friend to let me join his Sunday singing classes... he was the founder of Ocean Butterfly (hai3 die2) music and had vocal trained chen jie yi/ah du/ jj/ junyang/ shi xin hui etc…my dad felt that since I always wake up at around 11am on Sundays, I might as well put some excess sleeping time to good use…haha…so now I have vocal lessons every Sunday! it’s a group of about 10 people. Tomorrow is my 4th lesson =) I want to learn how to control my voice more effectively and how to improve my falsetto, which in my opinion, sucks =(…I also need to increase my volume and range! It's amazing to learn that many people learn singing (regardless of talent) because they want to break into the music industry. ming2 xing1 meng4. well, many may think I dream the same dream with my passion for the stage but in actual fact, I'm too practical a person to dream that kind of dream…not that it has never crossed my mind…I'll just say that I've passed that phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3) the lousyyy campus superstar judges…I don't really watch campus superstar except maybe cheeyang coz he's from my school…I really hope he'll get far! coz he represents hwachong…anw, I feel the judges aren't qualified…the comments they make are the comments that my mum and I make – but less. so far, they have not touched on the mistakes in the technicalities of the vocals of the contestants…(e.g. the inappropriate method of voice projection)……without proper constructive advice, how can the eager contestants make greater improvement? this is a singing-idol competition. it comprises of appearance, stage presence, charisma, style, likeability, and of course, vocal talent (duhh). the judges aren't doing their job.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just to add, I think all three of them are ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) joy to the world. I bought a bracelet and wand-pen thinking my angel was a girl. and the day before valentine's day, he revealed his gender. he has been typing his letters so I never knew, and he was supposedly liulu's good friend. and unlike those who were irritatingly keen on finding out the identities of their angels, I couldn't be very bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5)  valentine’s day!! not that I have a hot date, but I was so looking forward to it! stayed up until about 3am making 50+ little presents (chocolates/sweets wrapped in self-printed wrapping paper and notes for closer pals) and of course, I received lotsss of chocolates! almost died eating them (still have a lot left)…I guess these are the little gifts that fills one up! &lt;3 prezzies: white &lt;3-shaped balloon from honyi that says: “Huiyan, poochie poo! me lub u!” haha; home-made card from suan suan; sweet card n rochers from wankai; rose&amp;note from limen; whole box of rochers from my mortal; a roxy bag from my angel (I’m surprised he’s so “hip” haha); an egg from sua -.-; a pink cup stuck with macaroni letters &amp; kinder’s surprise from jianming; plus lots&amp;lots of little notes and chocolates&amp;amp;candies!! Who needs a hot date man! (*fingers crossed*)&lt;br /&gt;went to al-ameen for lunch with couple of classmates =) had funn! geog-s was cancelled yayy…went for dance practice, danced around, kee-siao around, chit-chat around, and then v-day candle-light dinner with germ, kegan, Kelvin, Nicholas and ainan! haha at ke-ai ji in coro @@”….enjoyed waltzing around with ainan’s penguin balloon! veryvery cute ^-^…&lt;br /&gt;then on my “lonely” journey walk home from the bus-stop was listening to “superwoman” on repeat…beautiful song, accompanied with gentle breeze and the night sky =) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;我的浪漫。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;6) random thoughts? well, let's just say I'm keeping them all to myself yea? or else I'll be left with nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7) yesterday was a high-day! watched army daze for total defence day celebrations but had no time to finish it... went for rock band auditions in the....canteen. yes canteen. everyone was watching =) including ylnam and kindergarden mate who were all seated at the front hehh...ash1 (suan's new fettish, who i think is cute den ash2) was just seated beside me (but i was standing)...meaning he heard how jona tortured me by making me clean his drum-sticks with my skirt... there was only time for one song boohoo so we played "r u happy now" (the mic sucks), forgoing "hands down"...about 9 bands were vying for 4 places in the actual concert in april...competition was surprisingly tougher than we thought! hengg arhhh we got in...but i was baffled by the cip exco's choice of one of the bands....*shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drraaammaaafessstt!!! &lt;/strong&gt;omgomg ares owned yet againn! everyone could see our play was superb, the script, the directing, the acting etc...brilliant. was kinda glad to see the few little details that i suggested that time i went to watch their rehearsal...it was a modern reproduction of rashomon actually (like the movie "hero), and it was gooood. i love the chorale, the lines, and the clever use of lighting. me, suan and mad felt the ending was lacking though, coz it didn't exactly match up to the powerful climax...nonetheless!! alas!! we swept 4 awards out of 8 and they were the more prestigious ones! best supporting actor, best director, best ensemble and of course, best play! i was shocked that lolita (the office vamp) didn't clinch the best actress award! how the hell did that purple girl in apollo win it? she wasn't the least impressive and i thought she was just a supporting actress! saddd....but anyhow, ares ownneedddd....againnnn...^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683276.post-113983785487424169</id><published>2006-02-14T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:41:53.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lotsa things to blog about....very little time....minimal memory space....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminder (of what's left):&lt;br /&gt;1) My cute, go0fy juniors&lt;br /&gt;2) singing lessons&lt;br /&gt;3) the lousyy campus superstar judges&lt;br /&gt;4) i thought my angel was a girl&lt;br /&gt;5) valentine's day (if there's anything to blog about)&lt;br /&gt;6) random thoughts??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omggg i can't rememberrr woot comes beefoorree "My cute, go0fy juniors".....hmphhzz!! *twirls hair* tweelleelleee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it just gets worse.&lt;br /&gt;save me.&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/11683276-113983785487424169?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113983785487424169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113983785487424169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113983785487424169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113983785487424169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/02/lotsa-things-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113914870868576365</id><published>2006-02-06T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T00:06:43.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~~Childho0d mem0ries~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was the annual gathering at 业华阿姨's house ^-^...it's been an annual cny event since i could remember. i've spent my childhood in this house, with the company of these friends/"foes" whom i grew up with. we ran around, perspired like pigs, yelled at one another -- those were the kindergarden/primary school days... then we were all promoted to secondary education -- puberty sets in, girls stopped playing with guys, guys ceased annoying girls... i felt that "cny gathering '06" was one of the best gatherings in years -- all of us actually interacted; we're all grown up...and i no longer felt weird around my childhood "foe" hahaha..... i sure did enjoy that evening; we should do this more often! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;[bridge gang/dada &amp; bingyang wrestling/still wrestling/dada open ur eyes!/father&amp;amp;son/home-made lounge with mo0d music =) /dada got "kiaped"!/xichun &amp; i/qing &amp;amp; i/cutiee dada!/candle-lit/qing n i/tingsuan n i (okk it's pretty!)/youth of the nation (all not smiling to the correct camera haha!)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0340.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0340.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0343.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0343.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0342.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0342.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0335.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0330.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0330.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0332.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="145" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0332.0.jpg" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="151" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0334.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0328.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0328.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0331.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0331.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/hytxps1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/hytxps1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/IMG_1127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/IMG_1127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/IMG_1128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/IMG_1128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;had a great time =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113914870868576365?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113914870868576365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;honyi's birthday =) happy 18th (omggg) bdae to our little tyrant!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;had pizza at my house on thurs...apparently everyone wants a piece of this umm....prancing fishball...so after school &amp; council (for honyi) we all proceeded to myy house...for a pizza treat!! honyi had wanted to treat us (swt~) butthen she realised my dad had offered to sponsor her birthday feast...so she hastily shuffed the $50 note back into her wallet..hmmz....;)&lt;br /&gt;ordered pizza hut! hawaiian was a must coz our little tyrant went "i want hawaiian i want hawaiian i want i want..!!!"....and yeah accompanied with carefully pre-choreographed toddler grooves... we were so glad star movies channel was showing"the parent trap" by 11 yr-old linsay lohan! 4 of us enjoyed a night of movie&amp;pizza -- perfect match =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tooooodayyy...jianming (honyi's successor as the class treasurer) was so thoughtful he bot her a cake! and wrong info wk, honyi did not "pay" for her own cake coz she did not subscribe time magazine and the $$ was from the excess payment we made for the subscription! ingenious. blackforest. yumm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ironic. it's honyi's birthday today but we couldnt help resenting her. after today, the four of us will hate her to the core. you are a repulsion hon jing yi! you areee soooo darrnnnn lucckkaee!! hahaha....we have put all our love for u into the "appetizer" of ur birthday present so there's none left..ok, a little, just enough for us to complete the actuallll gift.....you'd better be touched to death. not kidding. hurhurhurhur.............^-^ meanwhile, let the pictures do the telling! (i feel like her mum...taking pics of my daughter turning 18 -.-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/honyi%20bdae/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;[~honyi's birthdaee~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, u will notice in the pictures a particular note (the small card had a pic of a boy with underwear &amp;amp; shorts strewn all over. ass is seen.) i wrote for her. it was an absolute demonstration of bimbotism. do not try this at home. it is particularly damaging to one's intellect. the worse thing is, it wasn't on purpose..the words just came naturally. here's how it went: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;honyiii! pardon me but this card reminds me of you and guess wad! i think i wrote the note up-side-down. it's okayyy! still staying happy about it! =D Ehh...now that i've looked properly i realised i have n0t written up-side-down! yay how intellectual is the content of this card! =D as smart as the card design itself! love, hui yan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f5 is superrr sweet! they came down to hc specially to cut cake =)... apparently it was some lip-smacking chocolate cake which i did not get to nibble...hmmz...anw, after my dance practice, we headed to our house for another movie session (but suan didn't come)! watched "down with love"...was go0d comedyy!&lt;br /&gt;loved it...ewan mcgregor is reallyy charmingg....especially when clothed (coughs)...it's not that appealing otherwise....&lt;br /&gt;ok i better stop here....honyi wants to read this before she slps tonight....hahaha okok here it is darlink!! &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;--looks like fart puffs haha)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113898569593572375?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113898569593572375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113898569593572375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113898569593572375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113898569593572375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/02/honyis-birthday-happy-18th-omggg-bdae.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113838154177779695</id><published>2006-01-28T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T02:08:44.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shall put everything into simple words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honyi was festively cute in her little red poochie-cutie-babie samfu!! and of course, the umm...hair. (which zeying proudly pointed out as her jie zuo)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't feeling well at all...had m-cramps...slumped at class bench most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my jnrs and a-nv-seen-b4 girl was pai-huaiing in front of me. den they came beside me. they tried to talk to me. but hesitated. i felt weird. (damn funny lar) den finallyyy.....my jnr went "hui yan, can teach my friend the fac dance?"&lt;br /&gt;wasnt doing anything constructive, so i taught her 1st n 3rd song =) she's non-hwachong btw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;street market. i bought cereal from 06a12 and marshmellows. oh and a cha ye dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hwachong mass dance. i was in the toilet. cramps u kn0w.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fac dancee!! ares was wonderful. ares will always be. aresians, i'm so totally proud of u =) especially the j1s, you guys are surprisingly enthusiastic!! for the past few days sua and i had people hijacking us to teach/practise the fac dance with them.....even when the official practice session (tues) had ended, a couple of u guys were just indulging in an ares fac dance marathon doing it over n over agian!! unstoppable! hahaha.....and today i see people practising at their class benches....and when i saw darling aresians dancing to my choreography, the cramps just disappeared...i was so proud, not of myself, but of them =) everyone was so highhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only bad/scary thing is the mobile stage haha! they are 3 platforms put together, but there's a gap in btw 2 of the platforms @@""....plus it was small and quite slippery...sua and i almost fell off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we tied with apollo.&lt;br /&gt;btw i think apollo rulesz today =)&lt;br /&gt;regretted not learning the whole apollo fac dance diligently haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*encore* m0reee people joined the dance!! even those who've never learnt it bef0re, including the council grand grand grand seniors! almost the whole central plaza was filled.....with people dancing my dance! it was a priceless moment for me....really =)&lt;br /&gt;now i have people tapping my shoulder or calling out to me from afar "hui yan!", "dance i/c!!", "ares rockss!", "go0d j0b!", "you r0ck!"...............call me an attention lover, but i bet anyone else who receives this sort of encouragement will also be touched to bittss.........=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you everyone....the fac comm (esp. suaaa &amp; daweii)...the coucillors (esp. honyi, shitty, xun, zeying, calvin etcetcetcetcetc...................)....m.a.d. peeps....my classmates who were awfullyy encouraging.....last but not leastt, the j1s (u guys are immensely adorable!)!!....and everyone else who had funn dancin' todayy.....once again, thank you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[click for larger images]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/cny%20fac%20dance1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="137" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/cny%20fac%20dance1.1.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/cny%20fac%20dance2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="190" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/cny%20fac%20dance2.1.jpg" width="131" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/cny%20fac%20dance3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 187px; 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font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Au Natural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/au-natural.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.&lt;br /&gt;That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!&lt;br /&gt;The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.&lt;br /&gt;Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.&lt;br /&gt;You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.&lt;br /&gt;Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113829265607442252?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113829265607442252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113829265607442252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113829265607442252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113829265607442252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/01/your-seduction-style-au-natural-you.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113803171272471032</id><published>2006-01-24T15:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T00:12:48.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;my week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been real busy so can't really blog muchh...&lt;br /&gt;summary's a wonderful tool...i'm glad they taught us at school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;j1 mad auditions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i taught the same routine (audition routine) to almost 10 groups of people!! and mind you, i have to repeat my verbal and physical instructions for 10293482058734795 times for every group....it's not easy to gauge i must say...with 100 people to assess within a short period of time...some can move, but they just can't catch the steps; some can execute the steps, but they move like dead fish; some move like fish never been more alive, but they somehow slipped into the atlantic drift and drifted gleefully away amidst their crazinest......so many people, so few choices, life is hard. but i must still commend all of them for their enthusiasm and keen attention (afterall it's their auditions) -- even for the breaking boys who're "forced" into auditioning for hiphop, you guys did gr8 (though sad to say &lt;5&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;lep project:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;i've finally completed it!! 6852 words...extremely pleased with myself =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;dance night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; omgomgomgomgomggggg...........we're on a high budget production and i hope everything progresses smoothly as planned! apparently the teachers think that the storyline that &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ailene&lt;/span&gt; wrote was too abstract, so they were worried that science students might not be able to get it (what's with the arts/sci segregation?)...haha so reluctantly &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ailene&lt;/span&gt; attempted to make it more exxpliicciittt....i think it's great..of course it has to be polished to link the items better....but i think the theme is well portrayed.....loo0king forward to it!! now i'm pressurized to meet choreography and practice deadlines......am lovin the pressure...for now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hwachong mad dancenight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;20th may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hci auditorium (hmmz/hais)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;stay free!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4) &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went new year shopping with &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the suan&lt;/span&gt;! (&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;honyi's mum&lt;/span&gt; saw me outside my place "all dressed up"...she asked &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;honyi &lt;/span&gt;who i was gg out with (boyfriend arh) and honyi replied "tingsuan la!" hahaha......paiseh lo it's just, ya' know, my casuuaal outfit...*twirls hair* hahaha) i was eager/determined to complete my new year shopping and was shop hopping speedily...&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;poor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;suan&lt;/span&gt; had to follow me around (haha) but she did try on stuff too! and she finally bot her 2 tanks and nice glittery fabric paint so she can personalize her tanks =) i compelled her to go for a new shade of pink and she heeded my advice yayy...well, we should welcome changes once in awhile! took glittery pretty neos =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/txhydontmess.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="167" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/txhydontmess.1.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/txhyfren.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="166" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/txhyfren.0.jpg" width="139" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/txhyshop.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="167" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/txhyshop.0.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/txnhy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/txnhy.jpg" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;later that night went pasirrr risss (damn far) to meet &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wankai&lt;/span&gt; and we watched &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;fengyi &lt;/span&gt;play the piano at "xin qing rong ji" (got her a cute dolphin balloon!) some song composition competition organized by nus... coz it was book out day for the army guys, and we saw hordes of them walking by at pasir ris mrt, haha i was acty hoping to spot &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;taggy&lt;/span&gt; *surprisee -.-"* sudd i heard someone call me from behind n i turned back...it was &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;shiyang&lt;/span&gt;!! haha glad to see him all "man" in his army uniform...in fact all of them look like replicas at first glance.... &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;huang yida&lt;/span&gt; was the guest performer, but apparently no fans went to support him, damn sad...(while &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tingsuan&lt;/span&gt; started convulsing beside me n tried grabbing me with her bony fingers exclaiming at the "hotness" of yida *xia dao*) i have to agree he's cute lar, but too feminine for me hurhur....used to like feminine guys but now i prefer manlyy guys i guess, not metros (&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;mingz&lt;/span&gt;-the-vainpot is soo out haha!)....had a gr8 time today!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5) i'm gg to do something more constructive byebye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113803171272471032?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113803171272471032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113803171272471032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113803171272471032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113803171272471032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-week_23.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113758750228053628</id><published>2006-01-19T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T20:40:06.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my virgin attempt at online q&amp;a...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name someone who influenced you the most this year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;influence? different people in different minor aspects (honyi, taggy, snrs etc). am not really an easy victim to influence. not at all.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps tingsuan has made the most "impact" so far coz hadnt had a closer friend quite like her (really sensitive n all u knw)...made me ponder quite alot about people n how different they can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name five traits you admire in others and name the people who possess it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(i) play hard work hard (n get blardie good grades): shymin&lt;br /&gt;(ii) talent: my dad, my cousin, willy, bryan &lt;-- pple who possess talent and work hard on it. umm...am also very happy with my "gift". (iii) focused: my dad &amp;amp; (people who fix their targets in life n race towards it.) (iv) adventurous: the people around me don't seem possess this trait to that great an extent. (v) independent: chailing, xun &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name someone you will want to spend the rest of your life with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy? daddy? my family duh. hasn't found a lifetime spouse yet (who will be included in family).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name someone you don't mind getting stranded on an island for fifty years with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. no one coz i mind aloottt being stranded on an island for 50 darn yrs in the first place.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name someone you can't stand at the moment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not anyone in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name someone you sometimes wished to be like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself. so definitely. ok maybe jessica alba's figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name the most popular person you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xun? sua? not really conscious about popularity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name the weirdest person you know:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't have a bad connotation okay...(here i go!!) tingsuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Name someone whom you find fascinating:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i have to admit, bryan, coz he's the first person i know who's so passionate and talented in linguistics. willy too! coz these are two most unconventional (ok fine, unique) guys that i've known this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name someone you find very attractive:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (used to be) taggy duh (temporarily) ylnam...and erm....daniel wu...i welcome more options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name someone who is near perfection:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; no one. seriously. kinda figured that out. i think whoever's near perfection is utterly creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name someone you'll ring up immediately if something great happens to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wk. my mum. (hahah see wk u're on par with my mum "ai ni!") or whoever it concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name someone you'll confide your darkest secret to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i even have one? my secrets are so........bright. (the whole world knws)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name someone you trust most beside yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum. (ok mummy u shld be so darn honoured can)&lt;br /&gt;acty i trust alottt of people. madmad, qing, guolu etc...&lt;br /&gt;u tend to trust more when you have less to hide. is that good at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name someone you'll die for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my family and &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; one (who's non-existent at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Name someone you'll vote for the president:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i'm apathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;1. Choose a colour which best describes you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;purple!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (love red &amp; lime green too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;2. Which relationship do you cherish more?short and sweet or long and stable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for now, short n sweet; ultimately, long and stable. preferably, sweet and stable and long (haha duh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;3. Whats the craziest thing you have done? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;get a boyfriend from/in taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;4. Do you think that you're smart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yes, though blurr at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;5. Choose a song to describe your feelings now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is there one called "i'm smelly n tired n hungry after 4&lt;strong&gt; continuous&lt;/strong&gt; hours of shouting n teaching dance routines??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;6. Have you scored a three pointer shot before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;yeah perhaps when i played ball with my dad. once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;7. Which rules more?Heart or head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;head. used to be the heart i guess. but now the head reigns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;8. Do you like local celebs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not a fan of any. but i do watch serials occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;9. Do you have six pack?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; do i look like i have more than one pack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. Have you ever slapped someone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; no!! hmz....did i slap a guy in primary one? anw it's darn insulting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;11. Would you get back together with your ex if both of you still have a little feelings for each other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a little?? a little?? would consider if it's aloottt....n considering y did we break up in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;12. You are playing pool with your crush and someone hits you with her stick on purpose.what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nothing much unless she hates me/likes my crush and did it on mean purpose...if she did, prob will shoot her a killer glare n say "what's your problem?". if my crush is too cool/dumb to be totally un-righteous then so be it fag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;13. Have you ever hated someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nope. moments of hatred come n go like the whiff of body odour when a sweatyy guy runs past. i tend to hold my breath in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;14. What's the meanest thing you have done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too many to recount. i'm a kind meanie though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;15. Do you keep alot of secrets within you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not at all. not that complicated and reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;16. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (eye-candies maybe) love, not at all. only when something develops there's a relationship. only when there's a relationship then love comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;17. Would you consider being a politician and debating about current issues?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; no.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;not even in my next life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;18. Are you more talk or more action?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; depends on whether i'm passionate about it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;19. Name the most romantic place you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;someone do go explore with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;20. Have you ever backstabbed someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not that i know of. if i did come confront me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;21. Do you believe in the importance of the first kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yesss of courseee.....where when where!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;23. What's your most painful relationship that you can't let go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; umm....not yet? not that i'm anticipating it choiii!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;24. Was there a time when you're dying to slap someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yes of course. but i would never slap him/her. i prefer verbal abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;25. Why do you even bother doing these quizzes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; life's a b0re; my personal life's a b0re.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113758750228053628?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113758750228053628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113758750228053628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113758750228053628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113758750228053628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-virgin-attempt-at-online-q-my.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113749658182051784</id><published>2006-01-18T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T20:10:47.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have to blog this.&lt;br /&gt;special thanks goes out to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uncle 韩山元&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of 海南会馆 (as well as 宗乡总会).&lt;br /&gt;remember in my previous entry i mentioned something about going all the way to beach road where the "hainanese hui guan" is to conduct research for my lep project? well....i found my way in time! and the session was fruitful and inspirational =) i finally got the opportunity to probe into the history of hainanese (my dialect group) migrants, and realise that being the minority (as compared to hokkien n cantonese), we were looked down upon.&lt;br /&gt;Why: (i shall continue in chinese -.-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;原因1: 海南岛不如其他省份(如: 福建省, 广东省)发达, 因此很迟才开放港口,以便人民出洋。&lt;br /&gt;原因2：明朝时期，中国为了防“倭寇”（明朝骚扰中国沿海的日本海盗）而下了海禁，直到1842 年南京条约签定后，才出现中国大量出国的人潮。但是后来，满清政府为了避免叛徒与郑成功联系又下了海禁，一切管制严禁。这情况一直延续到台湾岛被中央政府收回，海禁才放松，虽还没解除，但以足造成大量国人出洋下南。尤其再加上当时殖民地需要大量人工开发，殖民主义者不断鼓励人民离乡背井，下南工作。于是海南人只有在“清澜港”正式开放后，才随着人潮纷纷南下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy...this is an example why i'm so excited about my project now coz there's so many links to make to history and it &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; regarding my own heritage (well, sorta)...i'll have to confirm whether the "facts" that i've written are correct (coz i think i found some conflicting info)...not that anyone would be interested (besides myself) haha.....meanwhile, it's econs time...ciao!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113749658182051784?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113749658182051784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113749658182051784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113749658182051784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113749658182051784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-have-to-blog-this.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113741252516819672</id><published>2006-01-17T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T19:00:20.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after a long week i'm finally sick today. still sick.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go "hainanese hui guan" at beach road tomorrow alone for lep project.&lt;br /&gt;nv been there before hope i find my way @@"...&lt;br /&gt;econs quiz tomorrow and stupid A_____ T__ forgot to tell us about it. thanks lar u wasted my saturday. and a genuine thank you to honyi who found out.&lt;br /&gt;wed m.a.d. auditions/ thurs (gotta get new fbts for pe!)/ fri auditions.&lt;br /&gt;(yay sat we gg to watch "xin qing rong ji" at downtown east.)&lt;br /&gt;yet another long week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113741252516819672?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113741252516819672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113741252516819672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113741252516819672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113741252516819672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/01/after-long-week-im-finally-sick-today.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113723191791529439</id><published>2006-01-15T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T18:33:06.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg i don't know where to begin!! chronology shall do hmzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's jammm!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[N.u.t.]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we were extremely apprehensive about the calibrating and setting up of the system and amps...it was bad communication and organisation...we couldn't rehearse during full dress coz &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;david &lt;/span&gt;was overseas and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;brian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;were awfully ill...and all of us regretted it, though it's not our fault or wadsoever.... the ridiculous thing is, i had to contact 4 different groups of people separately to get together the equiment/settings we need. i mean, i'm okay with contacting n all but firstly, i'm not familiar with these equipment calibration n settings at all; secondly, these 4 groups of people are just workin on their own they probably found it too troublesome to at least pay attention to what one another is doing/providing. so naturally everything went &lt;strong&gt;haywire&lt;/strong&gt;. i tried to hard to get all the stuff we require and for everything to come together before the actual day but there's a limit to what i can accomplish when these 4 grps of people have near zero interaction...i'm not putting the blame on anyone n it's no one's fault like what i've told&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; honyi&lt;/span&gt;, it's just a lack of organization...a total lack. even after the orientation itself i had to double as a messenger to tell the school band people where to get their instruments back. i can't say i'm pissed coz i'm not; i just found it rather ridiculous on how things went -- and we were supposed to be guest performers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if the mess wasn't sufficient to dampen our moods, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;madmad's&lt;/span&gt; guitar string broke halfway through the performance. great. she couldn't play. so she just stood around to sing harmony while i try not to go offtune without the main chords n my bandmates trying to pull this whole thing off nicely. poor &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i hope she's feeling better now...it was really two bad days in a row for her, right after the sudden death of her dog. she just snapped after our screwed "gig". madmad dun be sad okk??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the gig was kinda screwed from our pov, but it still rocked the crowd! thanks to the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;councillors&lt;/span&gt; who were raving and made the j1s join in...haha...someone always has to get the ball rolling or else people will just sit down n watch, nodding their heads (consciously) to the music and mouthing the lyrics, but never raving.....hahah thanks &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;honyi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;n &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;shitty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lingkai etc (the zi4 high pple)&lt;/span&gt;!! in the end everyone stood up n jumped around...well, at least we accomplished what we were there for -- hyping up the crowd =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;to my band:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you guys rockkk, despite the countless hiccups!! and i wanna thank&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; jona&lt;/span&gt; especially, for being such a responsible leader at that crucial moment...rushing around making sure everything was gonna be alright...all of us really appreciate your efforts dude...haha if only u'd scrap that vulgarity machine gun u'll be a hero wooohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[ares fac dance]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; quoting &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xun&lt;/span&gt;: "ares fac dance was ownage! own own own ownage!!" ok my blog cant read caps but the last line is supposed to be in caps haha....apparently u can't find ownage in the dictionary (coz i tried) and it's supposed to be some chinese high lingo i thk....anwwww.....we were &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;h0tttt&lt;/span&gt;!! thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sua&lt;/span&gt; for being such a sexyy partner! hahaha....&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mrs june tay&lt;/span&gt; came running backstage and she was exclaiming like a schoolgirl, "it's damn cool! it's damn cool! i wanna learn, must teach me!!" though i made a minor mistake in the dance, i'm sure we all did gr8 =)...well, at least &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;suan&lt;/span&gt; nosebled after that! (are you ok girl?! hahah). i'm not sure if apollo's dance was better but i guess we have different styles...ares is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;h0ttt&lt;/span&gt;; apollo is &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;kewlll&lt;/span&gt;...~~~haha we're friendly rivals!! &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;*glaress*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;[let's jamm!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the fireball was phenomenal....had fun shouting "let's burn, let's burn!" coz the "let's" in the "let's jam" structure refused to burst into flames...haha...you could see the flames struggling to answer our cheers, and finally it did it!! the words "let's jam" and the guitar structure were burning proudly and so were we =) went insane dancing mass dance with&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; wankai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(esp "set on you"!)...i kept doing the wrong steps but with constant high energy @@""....haha bet i looked retarded but who cares?! everyone was just almooossttt as retarded wad!! had loads of fun with my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jnr class&lt;/span&gt; too...then we all went to kap for supper! kap was flo0ded with hc people...inside n outside...we literally "bao1" the place that night haha......it felt go00oo0odd......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/jamwhyt.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="133" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/jamwhyt.1.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/hygreenfeet.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/hygreenfeet.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/cringe.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="133" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/cringe.0.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/IMG_2428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/IMG_2428.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Picture0306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="131" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/Picture0306.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/hykiss.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="133" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/hykiss.0.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piccys: whyt!/my lime green socks/the suan is scaring me!/06&amp;05 a12/sexysua*&amp;amp;h0thuiyan/myfirstkiss &amp;amp; suan'sfirstdream&lt;br /&gt;for more checkout tingsuan's blog!&lt;br /&gt;*fictional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(oh btw, ylnam has really strong, broad shoulders...mm...)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113723191791529439?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113723191791529439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113723191791529439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113723191791529439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113723191791529439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/01/omg-i-dont-know-where-to-begin.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113708590888457297</id><published>2006-01-13T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T01:11:48.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;was kinda worried for the long day today but it turned out fun and fulfilling....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fac Dance =)...&lt;/span&gt; taught the j1s ares fac dance today, and it's immensely heartening to see guys and girls diligently executing every move and their obedience is simply adorable ^-^....haha..i can't remember which move was it but there was one action which i did halfway coz there was a mistake or something, and from the stage i see about 200 arms mimicking what i just did! i couldn't help but comment "wah so guai arh!" and that brought some giggles and smiless =).... from my bird's eye view (sadly with my astigmatism), i could not really spot any un-enthu people, whom i believe undoubtedly exist, so basically everyone was rather hyped up, but you could see they were really tired.... apparently madmad said i made very stupid n funny comments while teaching haha okkkkaayyy.....yar some stuff i said really meant to be stupid so they can rembr lar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it was cool using the headphones mics that cost 1000bucks per set (@@")...but not very comfortable and it kept messing up my hair already soaked with salty sweat ;(...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i felt so stinko i had to brandish my deodorant (impulse "vive"!)...sua was bestowed the priviledge of smelling like me....then we told dawei to smell him and he said he smelled nice! yayyy!! speaking of scents, i luurrvvee my eclat d'arpege by lanvin, paris =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;band practice...&lt;/span&gt; it turned out to be one of our besstt jammin' sessions!! jona came up with this idea of playing around with the same chords but with variation of course and it sounded different n wonderfull =).....esp when madmad sounds heavy metal while david sounds arabic @@"".....haha and i would sound awfully extra unless i do the super high-pitched thing which will sound blardie retarded so i would just walk in after they're done =)..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt; Orientation night!! the theme is let's jam so the purpose of my band is ratherr obvious....and of course we're gonna present our fac dances!! go ares! kick some asses!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113708590888457297?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113708590888457297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113708590888457297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113708590888457297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113708590888457297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/01/was-kinda-worried-for-long-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113682134259728479</id><published>2006-01-09T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T23:42:22.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i admit that point 6 of my previous entry is total crapp....haha "humour is our best defence against life"..ain't it? &lt;&lt; the gp essay test qn i chose today...""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i totally forgot what i wanted to blog after my phonecall with qing....&lt;br /&gt;so ciao for now -.-"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113682134259728479?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113682134259728479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113682134259728479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113682134259728479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113682134259728479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok-i-admit-that-point-6-of-my-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113656548979520249</id><published>2006-01-07T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:38:09.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;had wanted to blog about couple of things.....but the laziness sets in yet again....so i shall perform my not-so-informidable summary skills....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1) met my j1 class juniors today...16 girls 10 guys...i don't intend to remark on looks (hahahah!!)...overall they're quite an enthu class (esp guys)...but it's all to early to comment...anw we had fun playing whacko and hai dai fist!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2) am trying my best to come up with the best tracks and most creative dances for hc dance night...27th may....pls mark it out and make yourselves available!! it's hc first and i'm sure it'll surprise many ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3) my parents have gone to inspect on our new tenants at oleader towers (old home in toapayoh)...guess wad...four french studentsss!! oh mann....blondies...my mum even asked me to tag along! but...um.....at this time of the day my face is punctually creamed with fresh clearisil pimple cream thankyouverymuch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4) i did something cool on msn too ;) ...but in past tense....it feels great when you truly aren't expecting anything at all, besides letting go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;5) i told my gp teacher that "earnest=sexy" today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;[note: earnest is n0t a name.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;6) ylnam is a poor lad. keeps catching undesirable fleeting sultry glances. haunted by those scrutinizing smokae stares, he can't stop tossing in bed at night. he chokes. he blackouts. he suffocates (apparently not dead yettt). and he prays for the last of the three (aka the shortest) to shoot him a precious look...a mere tenth of a second will do....though it would most certainly melt his heart away, he'll live...he just knows he will.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;(hahahhahaha...................dream onnn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;7) so what if i'm on the com? i'm on the com only later at night &amp; it doesn't mean i'm on it 24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;8) i must start reading newspapers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113656548979520249?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113656548979520249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113656548979520249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113656548979520249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113656548979520249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/01/had-wanted-to-blog-about-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113626629101348816</id><published>2006-01-04T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T00:07:35.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;first day of scho0l......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm a j2 now. i can bully j1s.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i should stop staring at them in scrutiny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's kinda rude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but kinda fun too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my first day at hc...a year ago...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope my hair wasn't that screwed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope my skirt wasn't that long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope i didn't look that toot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i'm sure i did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugh. wadda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gosh i don't sound like myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;first day of school, wad dya' expect!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ha. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/jumbled%20junk/?sc=3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[..random pics..]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113626629101348816?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113626629101348816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113626629101348816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113626629101348816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113626629101348816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-day-of-scho0l.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113610122548156249</id><published>2006-01-02T07:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T12:56:56.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2006 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;[3 new entries -- scroll down]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1) gearing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2) happy new year pull your ear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Thank you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)...gearing up...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digress first&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/TAIWAN%20lep%20trip/?sc=5"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;.....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[taiwan lep trip pics!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2006 will be my busiest year. no kidding. 2005 would be no match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1) 4 Alvls subs + geog s paper ---- a levels omgomgomgomgomggggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2) faculty dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3) m.a.d. dance night (which will take up 3/4 of my jc2 life for the first 5 months i assume)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4) learning singing at hai3 die2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;5) many many random stuff/ performances.... (bandage?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;plus unforseen events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;actually..........i'm looking forward to all these ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;a pro0f that my jc life is worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;New Year Resolution(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1) exorcise "devil procrastinato" -- do tutorials on time/ do constant revision (oh wells....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2) lose weight and get toner before dance night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;3) get a new crush (oh weelllllllssssss....... -.-")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4) get a "hui yan" prom dress (sthg unique to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;5) learn from my mistakes...whatever they may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113610122548156249?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113610122548156249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113610122548156249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113610122548156249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113610122548156249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006-3-new-entries-scroll-down-1.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113610014227265586</id><published>2006-01-02T07:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T01:19:30.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;2) Happy neww yearrr.....pull your earrr.... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/collage67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/400/collage67.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;family portrait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/newyear%20with%20RnB/?sc=1&amp;multi=19"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[more piccys!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it all started with my poor time management....as you all know, i have quite a screwed concept of time....plus the performance was brought forward....i misssseddd my danceworks seniors' &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;boonlay countdown&lt;/span&gt; performance!!!! haisss....hopefully the video turns out fine :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyhow, met them at boonlay cc and we scooted off for fo0d...ok more like i scooted off with them in their search of food...bet they were damn hungry while i already had a lip-smaking plate of chicken rice &amp;amp; some carrot cake hehhh =)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so we went to purchase some booze (cheap red wine) and headed for the 24hr coffee shop at &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;germ's&lt;/span&gt; block, where we met her dad drinking alone, savouring his last bottles before 2006 haha....while &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;jialing&lt;/span&gt; and gang gobbled down food we chatted crapp....and the most memorable topic was..umm...something biological...and everyone could see &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;zhiwen's &lt;/span&gt;enthusiasm as he urged us to continue asking him questions on this certain, particular aspect of "biology"...... i think we talked a little too loud coz bangladesh workers were sorta staring at us (who happen to be the minority there at that point in time)... oh and not forgetting the "lobster man" at a nearby table who had too much to drink.......well...soon enough we would have our very own "lobster man" over at germ's house @@".........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1....happynewyearrrr!!!! *pop*pop*pop*pop*....haha we just shouted and cheered out the windows and waved at residents opposite (who waved back!) =)....then we watched "blair witch 2" half-heartedly and just toked about random stuff while people (guys + germ) took turns to shower....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;highlight of the night (morning) was drinking!! we had two bottles of red wine (the australian wine courtesy of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;germ's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dad) and 3 or 4 bottles of some 5% alcholic drink (just tasted like soft drinks -.-").....so we sipped on red wine (besides &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;jialing &lt;/span&gt;&amp; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;joey &lt;/span&gt;who were playing "cai1 quan2" and downing small amounts), munched on cookies&amp;amp;chips (plus the white bread &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;daniel&lt;/span&gt; koped from kitchen @@") and talked cock....which was very interesting coz we could progress from topics like shitting &amp; diarrhoea to molesters &amp;amp; flashers.....hmm rather educational...=) oh then we had our very own "lobster man" -- &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;kian&lt;/span&gt;! he was soooo red he could beat the previous lobster man flat (plus he's much more shuai)! my face was red too and so was &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;jialing's&lt;/span&gt;...the others were okay...but none of us got drunk lar with such meagre amounts (hurhur~~~)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;aiyarrr so sadd &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;weidi &lt;/span&gt;couldn't come along he missed out on quite alot and we missed his presence too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;anw, we all slept at 6am (besides &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;kian&lt;/span&gt; who had to get up early for family photoshoot the next day).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and got up at around noon. ate breakfast (lunch).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;then we remembered &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;weidi&lt;/span&gt;...... so there goes our smses to him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;maria: happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me: neww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;zhiwen: year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;daniel: weidi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;joey: pull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;germ: your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jialing: ear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;we decided to send one to &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;kian&lt;/span&gt; too:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;maria: happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;me: happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;zhiwen: happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;daniel: photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;joey: taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;germ: prom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;jialing: king!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;kian&lt;/span&gt; was too fast a replier so before the entire message was sent he replied maria, zhiwen and me: "new"......ehhh....so he expected us to reply "year" again?? haha...quite dumb but very funnyy.....and in the end he replied all of us one by one with a single word each and it was supposed to form a message, but his order was screwed so we assumed he was trying to say: "happy happy happy over at germ's house!" or sthg like that @@"......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ahhh....apparently they are going to have some partaee at some club called "momo" on 3rd jan, and &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;zhiwen&lt;/span&gt; happily asked me alongg -.-".....um.....school reopens on the 3rd yar............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;oh and i realised my parents have gone to fosters at holland village quite a few times and that's where &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;jialing&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;maria&lt;/span&gt; are working now! okayy then i shall go makan there and make things difficult for them...hurhurhur........... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anw, i had great funn with you guys this whole year and i hope we can meet up again so0nn...don't miss mee ^-^!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113610014227265586?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113610014227265586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113610014227265586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113610014227265586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113610014227265586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2006/01/2-happy-neww-yearrr.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113610207495760842</id><published>2006-01-02T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T15:54:34.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3) Thank You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*WHYT! (!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*danceworks team '05 [rhythm&amp;beat]...my oldold peeps (ok, not so old)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*m.a.d. peeps (jiayou for dance night!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*05a12....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*entropeee (for all the fun haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*n.u.t. 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Merry X'mas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy Holidays....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ANd a happy new year =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt; me&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/11683276-113542603586606616?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113542603586606616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>ihateitihateitihateitihateit!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;why does it have to swing by then vanish into thin air?&lt;br /&gt;and again and again and again!!&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;hate&lt;br /&gt;it.&lt;br /&gt;please let me have it or take it away from me once&lt;br /&gt;and for all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113526756731264387?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113526756731264387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113526756731264387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113526756731264387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113526756731264387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/12/ihateitihateitihateitihateit-why-does.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113518641323285450</id><published>2005-12-22T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T01:33:33.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;when fate swings by to and fro, dilemma splits into two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;though it's right under my nose, i'll never get to choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm not the only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;haha or so i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sure thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113518641323285450?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113518641323285450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113518641323285450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113518641323285450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113518641323285450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/12/when-fate-swings-by-to-and-fro-dilemma.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113500644407312948</id><published>2005-12-19T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T00:23:40.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i'm baacckk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from taiwan!! i miss everyone...ok...not everyone...but yeah...you guys know who you are =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or should i name a few -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok here goes....if your name's not here don't be dejected...i'm just naming a fewww....=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) ban yue (half moon) -- i bet she's top on everyone's list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) sheila darlingg!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) the pretty shiyan~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) chailing...xiao tai yang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) zhanting &gt;&gt; my fellow christina fan &amp; shanhuhai co-singer...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6) willyyy, bouncy james &amp;amp; guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7) plus a couple of peeps whom i'll never get the chance to really interact with if not for taiwan ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss the cartoon &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"wo3 men2 zhe4 yi4 jia1"&lt;/span&gt;! i miss the mother (who resembles a stone fish) and father (who likens to a bao1)! and of course, the theme song:" &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;halo ni hao ma&lt;/span&gt;, zhong xin gan xie, zhen zhong zai jian, qi dai zai xiang feng~~~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i actually cried on our way to the airport.... stupid shiyan...before i held her hand to console her i didn't exactly feel anything....see lar shiyan you sabo-touch me &gt;&lt;"....haha and tings said she was shocked when she saw my bloody red eyes when we alighted the bus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there were many silly things we did/encountered during the entire trip...too many to recount......if u're interested can come ask me urself haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, i think one of the most hilarious/memorable encounters is tingsuan's "&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haunted point&lt;/span&gt;"! haha coz she kept smelling shit smell only at this particular point in the room, which was in mid-air -.-.... so wankai and i decided that it was the "haunted point"...poor suan hahaha...(oh btw she heard someone go "willy~~willy~~" in the toilet...but apparently no one said that @@")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh my favourite thing about taiwan: &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;gallons of cute guys!&lt;/span&gt;...ohmy ohmy....hurhurhur....*perv*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my least favourite thing about taiwan:&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;cute girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....but they all look copy/pasted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fashion in taiwan is wonderrrfulll! i have no complaints seriously...i've gotten just everythinggg, and i mean everythingg that i've dreamt of (clothes: e.g. pumps with heels, velvet material tops [got one at S$14 and the other at S$5!!], tattered jeans at s$19)...u cant ever get these kinda stuff cheap in singapore...in taiwan, the stuff is -- quoting moschino's latest fragrant catchline: cheap&amp;chic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but of course, you must know where to look and how to bargain ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as for bargaining, i want more practice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, i didn't get to meet that person. but i bought a xmas card from this person's school and i'll send it to this person...i heard it's 30days to exams (equivalent to a'lvls) for them...so all the best =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok i gained weight. 1kg? dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just sucks -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;must &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't wait for "yin4 xiang4" to be published...it will be a compilation of reports and stories by us... a memory in black and white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113500644407312948?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113500644407312948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113500644407312948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113500644407312948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113500644407312948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-baacckk-from-taiwan-i-m_113500644407312948.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113350862544103596</id><published>2005-12-03T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T15:36:31.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;woohoo i'll be flying off to taiwan tomorrow morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i'll be back on the 17th....which is my mum's birthday but she'll be in KL then...it'll be her first time celebrating her birthday without me for the past 17 years =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;well...don't miss me people! and don't expect any presents! hurhurhur.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;do sms me if there's anything urgent (e.g. mad)...it's not too costly i guess @@"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;last of all, i hope i can see someone there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;all right then peeps...say: bon voyage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ps: please refrain from not tagging even though i'm away....i'll be baackk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11683276.post-113327705136104054</id><published>2005-11-30T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T23:18:13.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;dad rushed to two places in a day just to look for places where they panasonic vs2 upgrading offer is available...thanks daddy n mummy!! hahaha...(fake honeyed voice eww)... the original price was around 400bucks...with m1 21 months upgrading we can get it at $198....then, i have absolutely no idea h0w the "ying1 cao2 di4 fu3" i could trade in my current nokia 3200 (with a faulty phonebook and wiped out gallery) for $110!!! do a little math and u'll see that my parents managed to clinch the fabulous deal of a panasonic vs2 at $88!! what an auspicious number! i-am-extremely-grateful =) thankewww.......!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/P1010791.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/P1010791.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/P1010794.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/P1010794.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/P1010794.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and oh forgot...pics of cookies i baked for squaddies last last sunday @@"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/P1010778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/P1010778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/P1010780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/P1010780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113327705136104054?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113327705136104054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113327705136104054' title='0 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style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;david tao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;is by far one of the best amongst the very few singers who can handle a live performance extremely well...he sounded so much better than in the album...with perfect pitch, control and flawless improvisations...few artistes can sound as good as their albums, yet david tao blew me away with his megapower vocals -- something you can never experience just by playing the cd on your favourite mp3 player. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;compare that to little miss jolin tsai and little mr. f4s...they simply pale in comparison to the point that they become transparent... i'm not a hardcore david tao fan and i don't even buy his cds (okay la... one pirated one from the orient)... i just like a couple of songs like "tian tian", "ai hen jian dan", "10.30 de fei ji chang", "ni ai wo hai shi ta"...you know, most of the older r&amp;b numbers... but after my cousin showed me tao's "soul power" concert dvd, i was instantly awed by his genuine ability to deliver each and every song at it's very best...nothing was out, even the "wei3 ying1" was perfect...(erm, meaning when he prolongs a note it trails off in perfect pitch right till the very last count)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clark's the man(woman)!:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i headed straight for bugis after returning from the 2days1night trip to bintan...met honyi and calvin we went for dinner (see honyi's blog haha)... i was asking them do they know kimberly clark...honyi thought she sounded uncannily familiar, while calvin had no idea...i dun think guys would really know her coz they don't really need that product... haha "kimberly clark" is a name embedded in every girl's mind but no one ever bothers to take good notice of her...well girls, visit your friendly neighbourhood toilets and check her out! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;random stuff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;going to get a new handphone finallyy! and it will have a working phonebook! whoa... panasonic vs2 =) i really want to get a handphone that i really like...acty i do love my current handphone, especially my diy handphone covers... but it's dysfunctional =S....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and oh yar.......i do admit i was kinda distracted today haha...... abiiiiitttt only lar okayyyy........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;danceworks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i think i'll have to let it go...there's just too many things to settle... so today we've decided to channel our ideas and effort to perfect the first ever dance night by hwachong... i'm quite a perfectionist in these things and i wouldn't like the outcome of things to be substandard just because i can't focus on any... i'm sorry r&amp;amp;b...instead of having everything, i have to decide on one, and promise myself i would channel all my chakra into this challenge.........this is a promise not to be broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somebody save me.&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/11683276-113319648723431670?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113319648723431670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113319648723431670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113319648723431670'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;even though you may not be reading this since you &lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; patronize my blog (grrrr...) i'll still say it...i'm really happy for you angie! and i hope it lasts, which i believe so.... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and as if being envy of glowing angie wasn't enough (haha) someone made me jealous of himm yesterday night ugh.... &gt;&lt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;though sometimes i do girlishly wish for something magical to happen (as do every other girl my age), i will constantly remind myself that magic defies reality as of now...and that enchantment is likely to be broken, if cast at only almost the very moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay okay... it's not as if i'm trying to break some spell coz none is cast anyway... it's just that i'll have to...curb..curb..curb.......and believe in things yet to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm only 17 for god's sake......hmmz...though many things are supposed to happen when you're 17 (haha damn tv serials!).......arghhh what the hell......i rule myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;blergh. many who don't really know me think otherwise, perhaps due to the things i say or the way i express myself. but i am never a person who dreams distracting dreams and gets distracted*. in fact i'm the clear-headed one most of the time (surprise surprise!). and i'm going to keep it as that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*haha whyt knows the best example hor....&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/11683276-113255887985801267?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113255887985801267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113255887985801267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113255887985801267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113255887985801267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-my-mum-prefers-this-font-size.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113222746205334934</id><published>2005-11-18T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T19:43:36.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if there ain't got love...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/aintgotlove/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(pics!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/mad[10].0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/200/mad%5B10%5D.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/mad[10].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sidetrack: upon request...my beautiful clean n green competition pic -.-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;it's been quite a while since my last entry eh.... been real busy with last minute dance competitions and of course! our very own &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;05a12 class concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt; oh mannn i can't believe we actually did it, after countless doubts, disappointments and dreary anticipation (sounds ironic but yeah)... it's the kinda feeling whereby mounds of excitement piles on you but at the very bottom, there's brewing uncertainty as to whether it would be a success... and just like when they say the higher you hope the harder you fall, the bulging dome of uncertainty begins filling up inside (for those who take geography, it feels like a magma dome) as excitement on the surface intensifies.... we fear of a similar tragedy as the Mt. St. Helen's eruption, in which the magma dome exploded, causing a double catastophe..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;fortunatelyfortunatelyfortunatelyfortunatelyyy......our hard work paid offf!!! we cordoned off the front area of the drama centre and the rest of the seats were filled! it's understandable that most, actually, all of the people didnt expect much, thus we sorta blew them off! we heard many people commenting that it was much better than they thought...and trust me, my sentiments exactly. i think we did fabulous! the lightings, the performances, the costumes, the audience response etc...although there were a few hiccups, to hell with them haha! negligible&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;negligible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;negligible..... =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was a magical night......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we did it all by ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and there are so many people i have to thank....thanks for being there with us and giving us every inch of support you can afford....it really means alot to us as individuals and as a class....absolutely unforgettable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;got to know my class better...we were so united for the first three months, then we were segregated...things got worse along the way. but through this concert, i'm sure somehow, in some ways, we kinda revived &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05a12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and i hope this lasts...gets even better... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;oh and of course, got to know the guys in &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entropy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;better too (nice chat at adam food centre)... &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entro peeee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! haha...and i realised &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;edmund &lt;/span&gt;was also in my npcc atc group back in sec 3 like &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;kenneth&lt;/span&gt;...i'm sorry i took so long to realise hurhur....anw, thank you guys you all did great =) thank you my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peeps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for performing also...know you all were tired out from the competitions too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;suan&lt;/span&gt;! thank you for all you've done...the sweat &amp; tears shed...priceless...and thank you all &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05a12 peeps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...thankyouthankyouthankyou sososo much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;honyi&lt;/span&gt;! haha...my lesbian friend...(btw we are straight -- i figure hons would prefer a bracketed clarification haha)...i love our duet and finally...finally we have chemistry! after all the failed attempts at training our mo qi...it has finally surfaced....=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ohoh and our &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;class tee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....beautiful...&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; did the front 05a12 design; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yingfen&lt;/span&gt; designed the "if there ain't got love" on the side of the tee; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;suan &lt;/span&gt;designed the back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/class%20tee!.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="230" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/class%20tee%21.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/back%20of%20tee.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" height="299" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/back%20of%20tee.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/my%20design.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="201" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/my%20design.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/yingfen"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="199" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/yingfen%27s%20design.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/suan"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/suan%27s%20design.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113222746205334934?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113222746205334934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113222746205334934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113222746205334934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113222746205334934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/11/if-there-aint-got-love.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113104051376857898</id><published>2005-11-04T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T01:55:13.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...05A12 presents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If there ain't got love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;15 Nov 2005 (tues)&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HCI high sch side &lt;strong&gt;drama centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a night of songs n dances...&lt;br /&gt;get tics from mee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113104051376857898?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113104051376857898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113104051376857898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113104051376857898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113104051376857898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113076039698320313</id><published>2005-11-01T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T20:07:42.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;...cake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stayed at home all day and became pretty bored...so i decided to bake a cake @@"..... didn't have any instructions whatsoever just mixed the ingredients by intuition... wanted to bake a green tea cake (favourite), but realised the legendary green tea powder was so ancient it was supposed to have become extinct on 11/08/2004... so i added singles cheese bits and vanilla essense to the batter...and i didn't know how long to bake it, so i hung around and checked its progress once a couple of minutes... tadaa! it turned out quite good i think! failed to taste any bits of cheese but the whole cake just tastes like "ji dan gao", like those little flower-shaped chinese egg cakes if you know what i mean...and it smells great too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/cake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="227" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/cake2.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/cake5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/cake5.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/cake3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/cake3.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/cake4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/cake4.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm such a natural in everything. *shrug*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113076039698320313?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113076039698320313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113076039698320313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113076039698320313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113076039698320313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113060315726810077</id><published>2005-10-30T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T00:59:05.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Latest Entries [do scroll down!]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1) scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;2) fac dan&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ce!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;[dance track available for downloading]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;3) fac outing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;4) s-paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;!scream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i didn't get to go for the ghost trail!!! i'm so0oo devastated! i want to be frightened by a ghost trail for oncee...i wanna screammm....it lets out bottled stuff....we did go to the dark maze in the hall...but we were the last group and all the "ghosts" xia4 ban1 already... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;we sorta dressed up...i made my face really pale and drew dark eyes...i wanna look like a ghost...hehh hope i did! it's a pity the councillors didn't dress up...lost much of the atmosphere coz of that....few people dressed up anyway quite sad.... haha the dance floor looks quite cool, but it's hard to make people dance lar...even i felt weird haha...poor councillors had to produce flood lights manually with cellaphane-wrapped torch lights and rotating wrists...but the effect was good =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ylnam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....darn h0ttt....duno y oso...i've never noticed him or thought he was cute when suan first pointed him out to us....but taggy is the ultimate lar haha =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113060315726810077?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113060315726810077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113060315726810077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113060315726810077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113060315726810077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/10/latest-entries-do-scroll-down-1-scream.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113060207162596985</id><published>2005-10-30T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T00:57:48.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fac dance!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;presented fac dance at fac outing....i'm glad it's well received! and sua made me zillions happier when he told me he spent the whole night teaching his 70-ers and fac comm people the dance =).... they were very enthu he said and they loved the dance and learnt quite fast too! it's not as hard as it seems reallyyy....even honyi can learn!! (hahhahahaha...she's got the dance in her mann) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;thanks to fac outing ares is the first faculty to complete our dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ce!! it's the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ares fac dance track available for download at:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s8.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=1XCZNEYPKI07E37OCY9PFPD42M"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://s8.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=1XCZNEYPKI07E37OCY9PFPD42M&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113060207162596985?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113060207162596985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113060207162596985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113060207162596985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113060207162596985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/10/fac-dance-presented-fac-dance-at-fac.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113060062974810017</id><published>2005-10-30T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T23:56:44.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;fac outing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;it was damn fun!! so much better than the previous one...which was quite formal...at the chalets people from different classes just sit around and make themselves at home. the small area makes it cosy and kinda brings people together..the atmosphere was wonderful =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and finally i actually got to interact with the two a13 guys and come a11 people....always thought they were a fun bunch but never got to talk or whatever....coz my class has always been kinda detached from the other two arts classes which is kinda saddd......haha quoting poor endearing limen when she first met the dao me in sec one : "just trying to make friends..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;it's a loss that the rest of my class refused to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113060062974810017?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113060062974810017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113060062974810017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113060062974810017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113060062974810017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/10/fac-outing-it-was-damn-fun-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113059864078140377</id><published>2005-10-30T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T23:31:19.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S paper...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;when i saw my name on the board, i really thought it looked good &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;at first glance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. apparently coz the number of arts people (not including humanities coz the list is unconfirmed) eligible for s-papers was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;pathetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;05A11 -- 1 person&lt;br /&gt;05A12 -- 2 persons&lt;br /&gt;05A13 -- 2 persons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&amp; what a surprise...i was the only one who was eligible for two s-papers..geography and hcl...the others were only offerred one. Am supposed to feel some sort of pride and fufillment? coz i don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I don't understand. i don't believe the arts fac is this sh*tty. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;0nly five eligible?&lt;/span&gt; come on. i know people who are incredibly good in econs and geography and eng literature, simply naturals, but just because of one other screwed subject the opportunity is portrayed to be suicidal... from the school's point of view, this is rational, coz what they want is statistics...the collection of four-a students... but what about the students themselves? it's lost opportunity to pursue what they are really good at. all that talk about pursuing your dreams.........bullshit ain't it when they rather you be mediocre in all subjects then give you the chance to develop your expertise &amp;amp; deep interest. and once again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the hwachong grading system and s-paper criteria raises the sea level to drown talents ever so rapidly......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;as much as i refuse to bo0st his bursting ego i can't help but take &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;bryan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yue (hey darrlingg!) for example... his geography results are the highest in arts; his french is superb (highest in the cohort too if i'm not wrong)...and he's not the mugger sort who mugs his way through everything...it's the interest that drives him, the joy of studying (not even sure if he would call it studying) the subject &amp; the natural flow of knowledge which makes him excel. however, coz of the double (e) he obtained for the other two subjects (it is actually "d" in the usual grading system), he is not eligible for geog s. it's gek-kish and immensely irritating coz i can't think of anyone else who deserves the geography s-paper as much as he does, and i'm defintely not as capable as him in geography. No way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ANother example is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hu pan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. her eng literature is &lt;em&gt;god-dish&lt;/em&gt;, and her econs is so much better than me...i don't understand why she can only take lep s-paper (okay that's her only "a"...but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"a" is above 75&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"b" is above 68&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"c" is above 62&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!) so she should be able to take s-paper for lep econs and eng lit... those are still superb results!! and we know howw harddd it is to get good grades for eng literature!! whywhywhy....... this sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ARgghh....i don't know....i just hope the appeals can be approved, or else hwachong is just as "hwachong" as it gets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&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/11683276-113059864078140377?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113059864078140377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113059864078140377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113059864078140377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113059864078140377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-113025948380744156</id><published>2005-10-26T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T01:04:44.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS LIKE JUST GREAT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN'T CROP THE BLOODY PIC &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND AM FORCED TO REMOVE A &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHOTO FROM THIS BLOG I DEEM MINE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OBLIVIATE. Memory successfully erased. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muaha. Thank you Hui Yan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;the above is extracted from kegan's blog...don't complain my dear...how can i allow such obscene graphics on anyone's blog? and don't you ever &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;dare&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;expose my unglam-ness again! as if i'm not unglam enough during dance practises with all those attempts at chinese fan dance..... -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;open house was all right i guess...was just dance dance n more dance for me...yeah we need more zai dances...but right now i'm very much suffering from a brain drain....my grooves (i.e. grooves on brain) are smoothening out, which is not a very good sign....kinda exhausted my dance moves, i need more inspiration for choreographyyy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;today was the first time i was truly feeling insecure and inconfident about fac dance...it's not easy to not compromise aesthetic appeal of the dance with simpler moves...and i'm working hard on it...trying to recall the days where i choreographed dances for squaddies...=) and it gets worse when others have so much confidence in me...much more than what i have for myself at the moment....but yeah, it's still very much appreciated....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;thursday's gonna be halloween celebrations! i'm genuinely excited... i lo0vee haunted trails, horror movies etc...to challenge my guts...to come close to a dimension which i would sometimes rather not to be in touch with at all..... oh and of course, the sl-turned dance floor...i really hope people won't be too shy or self-conscious to let go.... come on, it's halloween! so what if you bo0gie like a ghoul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;class concert... finallyyy...our venue is confirmed to be the chinese high drama centre (99%)... anyway, all i can say is that we've put in so much effort to prepare for this concert and most of the decisions and contacts were made several several months ago... if only our ct could be more assertive and responsible...enthusiastic too, maybe.... in the end honyi, tings and i wen to see (beg) mrs chin by oursleves.....talk about efficiency....we have managed to nail the drama centre on the 15th nov... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;sometimes it's better to take charge of things...teachers may not be much of a help reallyy... &amp; to be very very frank, we were very very pissed. the tickets are ready the banner is ready and so is the announcement. we-need-the-venue. it's not as if we gave short notice, unless you call several months' notice a short one. if only you could've exercised more responsibility and done what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have done yesterday and today, none of this would have happened. i'm sorry but it is utterly ridiculous to claim that there's nothing one can do when the other party doesn't reply. think. think. other contacts, other avenues, alternatives... go bug them; be polite, yet remain firm and assertive. we do not sit and wait to be fed. we hunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i do not think that you don't care. i just see the countless flaws in your manner of handling matters...flaws so glaring they blind, such that you do not see. in this aspect, you'll have to learn from your students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a good example: just as we receive your sms saying you will talk to the vice principal tomorrow, we are already knocking on her office door to commence a discussion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;...05A12 presents... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If there ain't got love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;$6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HCI high sch side drama centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;15 Nov 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;7.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;a night of songs n dances... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;get tics from mee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-113025948380744156?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/113025948380744156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=113025948380744156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113025948380744156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/113025948380744156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-like-just-great.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112948080887246184</id><published>2005-10-17T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:53:23.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah! finally had the chance to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hang out with huiqing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! went orchard on saturday to get my birthday prezzie haha =) was waiting for her at orchard mrt (after i took the wrong train to marina bay i was still earlier then this lady)...she spotted me from the back but was unsure.."huiyan wear skirt meh?"...hello?? it's meee!!! hahhaha...ta-da....not as if you've never seen me wear a skirt before wad... went taka foodcourt to eat jap food, walk around, look for her dad's shoe company display shelf (paradox)...can never afford it lar haha....i saw a pair of shoes which i thought were really glamorous, in the end it wasn't from paradox...so i heard qing's gonna complain to her dad...hmmz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went heeren...saw the "superstars" weijian, weicong, xinhui &amp;amp; weilian....so i went to look for my cousin's bdae present while huiqing looks at weijian....&lt;br /&gt;yayy...chose my birthday present, it's a bag =) and free neos hahah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/me%20n%20qing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/me%20n%20qing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/me%20n%20qing%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/me%20n%20qing%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/me%20n%20qing%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/me%20n%20qing%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally we settled down at orange julius...chitchat...lil' catching up here n there...missed you =)&lt;br /&gt;had a great time with you girl...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112948080887246184?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112948080887246184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112948080887246184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112948080887246184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112948080887246184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/10/ah-finally-had-chance-to-hang-out-with.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112947970419644459</id><published>2005-10-17T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:22:49.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exactly one month after &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my 17th birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! went for a wedding dinner...food's not bad...sad thing that the lobster salad (!!!) only one piece per person, then all canned fruits left....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't blogged about my birthday just realised (ok not just)....i had the most amazing birthday, and there are many i wanna thank =).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) whyt! thanks for birthday shopping with me the day before the actual....had the most wonderful time at fareast =) plus the chicken rice stall uncle who was really nicee...gave me a whole bunch of some kinda china sweets, which i erm...hahaha...not bad lar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) the people who smsed me happy bdae (accord to time!):&lt;br /&gt;honyiii&lt;br /&gt;mum&amp;dad (champions!! most exact timing)&lt;br /&gt;wankaiii&lt;br /&gt;tingsss&lt;br /&gt;huiqing (real sorry i actually forgot urs for the bloody first time in 16 yeears!)&lt;br /&gt;germaine&lt;br /&gt;suaning (nua sua)&lt;br /&gt;limen&lt;br /&gt;guo luuuu&lt;br /&gt;lingkaii&lt;br /&gt;yifang&lt;br /&gt;joelyn&lt;br /&gt;jasss&lt;br /&gt;guanjie (haha...at 9.16am...creative)&lt;br /&gt;ah boh (aunt 1)&lt;br /&gt;ah mai (aunt 2)&lt;br /&gt;angieee&lt;br /&gt;[couldn't recognize number...@@"]&lt;br /&gt;weidiii&lt;br /&gt;zhiwen&lt;br /&gt;adoraaa&lt;br /&gt;cherylll (from melbourne!)&lt;br /&gt;kaiyuan&lt;br /&gt;chailing&lt;br /&gt;xinyu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) my wonderful cousin ngee (dayvid) who suggested karaoke after dinner at jack's place....it was the best!! n thanks for the great book and folder of nice songss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) everyone who made my birthday: fac com =), danceworks peeps (esp maria for lugging the huge boz; n zhiwen for that bunny bottle), my class (who sang happybdae), everyonee everyonee everyonee =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you soo sooo much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112947970419644459?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112947970419644459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112947970419644459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112947970419644459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112947970419644459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/10/exactly-one-month-after-my-17th.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112922081981339702</id><published>2005-10-13T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T00:26:59.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>post promos life feels slack yet i have a handful of things to complete....dancedancedancedancedance...and my band..can't believe open house is next week!! and hope sua and i can complete the ares fac dance by 28th @@"....nua sua, you can d0 it larrrrrr *glares*.....class concert oh no.....and pw is the most redundant thing...i like drawing our mascot though =)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**students' forum session**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had an interesting yet monotonous students' forum session (students vs vice principal and 2 other teachers) today....interesting were the questions raised; monotonous were the answers provided. it's confusing what the objective of this student's forum session is -- for fun; for changes; for effective interaction; or simply for the sake of it. all i saw, or felt, was students pointing out inadequacies in the school's system/admin/student's welfare often with supporting suggestions, and the respondents providing sometimes adequate (other times inadequate) explanations for these inadequacies, and why we are supposed to accept things the way they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, a few classes had to put up with sharing one pathetic class bench with their senior class, when each class is supposed to be allocated 2 class benches. guess what? none of the three respondents mentioned anything about doing something about it; they could only give reasons like limited space blahblah...and what was amusing was the call for affected students to explo0rree the school for alternative venues for interaction. This suggestion by one of the respondents speaks a thousand words about how much he understands the daily life and needs of a student. rather saddening and worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another issue that bothers me, and many others as well...&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the hwachong grading system.&lt;/span&gt; look closely:  [a= &gt;75; b= 68-74; c= 62-68; d= 55-62; e= 50-55]..... for other jcs, [a= &gt;70 and b= &gt;60]....which means for people who get boderline marks like 60 or 61, it is a [b] in other jcs but in hwachong, it falls two grades to a helluva [d]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what are the merits for this grading system?" someone asked. the respondents did not understand her question, and so the song played and the merry-go-round came alive once again. no one could provide a direct answer to the question, but they went all out to assure us that at the end of the day, they would provide universities with a reasonable projected grade for each student. what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;[demerits of the hci grading system]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) it is demoralising&lt;br /&gt;2) what if parents do not understand the unfairness of this grading system?&lt;br /&gt;3) waste of administrative costs (to re-project the grades)&lt;br /&gt;4) waste of time&lt;br /&gt;5) it's a two-fold pressure coz it's not as if hc papers are that easy to score 68 and above for arts (for science too i suppose?)&lt;br /&gt;6) and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;just a little warning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; those who hadn't attained a or b in hwachong standards please do not come boasting to me about your little [a]s and [b]s. swallow your proud little snigger and just shut it. or i can't help but think little of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to sound as if i'm complaining, but somehow or rather, some things in hwachong just fall short of my expectations... it's not really about the facilities, they're good enough for me (except for the fishtank piano that needs repairing)... it's the people i suppose, and i'm not solely talking about my fellow schoolmates. i had expected hwachong to resemble nanyang, in terms of atmosphere, spirit, teachers and the school itself. i had expected too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha something lame...was &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"caught in the act today"&lt;/span&gt; in the middle of the auditorium, darn embarrassing lar hahah.... i was returing from a toilet trip with tings (during students' forum session) and the moment i stepped into the auditorium, i heard mrs chin say, "unless you are wearing the new hwachong pe tee, you are supposed to tuck in all t-shirts neatly."  ohhmyygodd....and i walked right in with my t shirt tucked out! damn funnyy people were laughing at me....haha luckily mrs. chin didn't stop me in the middle of the audi...she knows my name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brrrr....embarrassment @@".... but hell no i don't think i would like to tuck my shirt in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112922081981339702?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112922081981339702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112922081981339702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112922081981339702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112922081981339702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/10/post-promos-life-feels-slack-yet-i.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112896340223360770</id><published>2005-10-11T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T01:09:25.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;promos are finally overrr......as compared to pcme students (who ended the battle last wed), it has been a lo0nng ride..... slacked after geog on thursday and tried to pia lep paper two (the most have-to-pia-yet-may-not-score paper) over the weekend...slack.study.slack.study. just like the clock goes tick.tock.tick.tock. pia-ed till 6am on sat in my heavenly bathroom (see pic)...watched "dawn of the dead" on hbo on sunday night for some gory respite....loved it.... haven't been online for quite some time now....will update on the past month soon.... living in the past.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/P10108011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="247" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/P10108011.JPG" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched corpse bride with whyt! (note: honyi=!)....it was entertaining and touching...lines were rather witty haha....kinda sparked off my "romantic tendencies" as tings(tina) put it, so i begun pairing up the soft plushie animals in tender loving embrace.........hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/hug2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="202" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/hug2.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhh this is superbly irritating...it's horrifying (as usual) how an unknowing erroneous hit of some rural key hidden amongst the usual targets can cause such catastrophe........... it.was.a.complete.wipeout ..........why only 4 photos? it's not me being lazy. ask the stupid key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/bdae%2022.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="210" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/bdae%2022.JPG" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/bdae31.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/320/bdae31.JPG" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;birthday presents....going strong.....(or so i think/hope&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112896340223360770?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112896340223360770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112896340223360770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112896340223360770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112896340223360770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/10/promos-are-finally-overrr.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112653645924724960</id><published>2005-09-13T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T13:10:52.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;too lazy to blog!! so shall just post some happy pictures :) [click for larger images] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;S.W.Y.T: sua,wankai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/swyt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;,tings,me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/swyt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" height="442" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/swyt2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/Hui%20Yan%20the%20pro%20singer.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/HuiYantheprosinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/HuiYantheprosinger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;david &amp; me in a big flash pic&lt;/span&gt; (looks nicer on com, can't see any facial features from here -.-): only pic i have with me in my gear for maf performance...sang "yue guang ai ren" by coco lee...chinese version of "a love before time"...crouching tiger hidden dragon ost :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k.y.w.t.s. (cutes): &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/IMG_13831.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tings,kenneth,wk,me,sua...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/IMG_1383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" height="247" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/IMG_1383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's all about m.a.f. 2005!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/IMG_1384.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/IMG_1384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/IMG_1384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;bumblebee=blackyellowblack...poor kenneth holding my yellow sunflower (from daniel, thanks dude!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/five2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/five.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/five.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/IMG_1387.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/IMG_1387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/IMG_1387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/nice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/IMG_1284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" height="229" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/IMG_1284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;only pic from teachers'day...sadly...coz had to change into dance costume, which i rapidly changed out again coz i was too hot after the performance, sweating like a pig...that leaves me with zero pics of t'day...what a pityyy!!! too bad no one took pics of the "starry sky" performed by the audience...hmmz...perhaps PA would sell tday photos so0n...i h0pe...coz they were clicking away during all the performances...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/IMG_1284.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway...back to maf!! it was wonderful...singing to a thousand people (they said 4000+..ha..didn't feel like it)...though the sound system wasn't very good...can't blame, the set up was in the open.... after that, tings, wankai, sua, kenneth and i had fun taking photos, roaming around and crapping... :) ...then joyce(wk's friend) joined us... i bought a $2 paper lantern, which was too big for me, so i exchanged for a smaller one with jianming...small lanterns for 150++ cm girls; big lanterns for 181cm guys...that seems more like it. so i happily held my little doraemon lantern, then sua suggested exclaming "shao ah! shao ah! (hot! hot!)" such that the crowd would part and create a trail specially for us...i refused to do something so unglam, so sua did the dirty job...and apparently...it failed to work -.-...instead of the red carpet trail, we got weird glances... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after some hwachong songs and mass dances tings, wk, joyce and i proceeded to al-ameen for supper (dinner for me)! that's where we saw jj and junyang haha....too bad wankai wasn't in time to seize them from their backs and demand autographs. my mum was terribly disappointed not being able to see junyang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh yar...how can i forget!! many thanks to tings who's our faithful photographer (or shld i say camera-bring-er)...coz if she was the photographer she wouldn't have appeared in all the photos...hmmz... and thanks girl for whitening our teeth... and thanks for taking the one &amp;amp; only pic of me for tday! [happy happy?] hahah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ehhh...how to conclude....hmmz....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; my birthday's coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112653645924724960?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112653645924724960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112653645924724960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112653645924724960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112653645924724960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/09/too-lazy-to-blog-so-shall-just-post.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112628443054654341</id><published>2005-09-10T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T00:48:47.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today i became a teacher! was compelled by yu lao shi to be one of the leaders of the peichun chinese creative writing programme simply because i was an ex-student.. i wanted to help out right from the start but i had no interest in the responsibility of preparing notes/organizing activities at all coz all my time were devoted to the upcoming basking events and teachers' day then... i missed the "orientation" and was gleeful about it. so last friday after school guolu, the two guys (tan wen &amp; wei zheng) and i headed to pei chun for a briefing from the teachers-in-charge there, or so i thought. when we arrived, we were received in the principal's office, and little did i know that we were to &lt;strong&gt;present &lt;/strong&gt;a planned programme for the kids, meaning we were there to brief and not to be briefed! gosh guolu and i almost fainted. we knew absolutely nothing! we had not been briefed earlier by the two guys, so we turned mute instantly, listening intently to wei zheng, while tan wen was sitting poise-fully as ever, taking down minutes. the meeting was tense (for guolu and i)...coz wei zheng was hardly making sense and tan wen was as silent as us... towards the end we attempted to break in, to somehow take over, but it was a little too late...the rest is history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fortunately, guolu and i were to organize the notes, presentation and activities for the first day... we were determined to do our best in planning the most fruitful lesson for the primary 5-ers... =)... so we sorted out the notes (we realised we had the same reference book), and i did the powerpoint, which i thought was, heh, rather nice (i'm ppt queen leh!)... anywayyyy......!!! i think guolu and i rocked!!! though we had our powerpoint, our lesson was completely impromptu! we managed to capture their attention, make them laugh, generate hearty responses.... during our last mini-writing activity, two little boys in the class wrote about guolu and i respectively (since the lesson was on describing people)...so sweet! one of them actually noticed the mole on guolu's right eye even when the frame of her spectacles concealed it... the other who wrote about used all the pretty descriptions i wondered if he really understood them haha... for instance he wrote that i have a "ying1 tao2 xiao2 zui3" &gt;&gt; since when?!! i was gagged by the mounds of laughter that poured from my titanic mouth hahahaha..... what a sweet little guy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all in all, i loved our teaching style....super animated yet concise (heh i hope)....but if teachers teach like that everyday they'll die of exhaustion. yay guolu we rock! &amp;amp; i'm sure you remember those little girls who asked us if we were coming for the next two days &amp;amp; groaned when we said we weren't....evidence of appreciation... ^-^.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;thurs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; taggy. swyt studying session satu! hahaha.... tings wankai and sua had a nice trip to the moon eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;fri:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; taggy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sat&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; taggy. i'm performing for mid-autumn-festival (maf)! singing solo =D &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/11683276-112628443054654341?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112628443054654341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112628443054654341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112628443054654341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112628443054654341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/09/wed-today-i-became-teacher-was.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112614539127113196</id><published>2005-09-08T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T10:11:01.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are just filled with love! You eat, sleep and&lt;br /&gt;breathe love. Now, that doesn't mean you're&lt;br /&gt;always a happy cheery person, who doesn't think&lt;br /&gt;of anything else. You have your moments. But&lt;br /&gt;you know there is nothing more important in the&lt;br /&gt;world then to love. The people who are loved by&lt;br /&gt;you know it, because you aren't afraid to show&lt;br /&gt;it. You are the oppurtunity taker, because once&lt;br /&gt;a chance has passed, you'll never get it back!&lt;br /&gt;You're an outgoing and blissful person, who&lt;br /&gt;would loved to be loved like you love people.&lt;br /&gt;People who have you in their lives should be&lt;br /&gt;grateful. Don't change your outlook on life.&lt;br /&gt;You might have a greater impact on people then&lt;br /&gt;you realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motto; Love isn't put in your heart to stay. Love&lt;br /&gt;isn't love 'till it's given away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/moi-mo/quizzes/Who%20are%20you%20inside?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Who are you inside? (detailed and yes, with pics!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112614539127113196?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112614539127113196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112614539127113196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112614539127113196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112614539127113196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-are-just-filled-with-love-you-eat.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112590499103087542</id><published>2005-09-05T06:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T15:29:14.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/ECLAT2_W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/400/ECLAT2_W.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eclat d'Arpege by Lanvin, paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have been wanting to get a bottle of perfume (have been using body sprays which sometimes don't last)... was into tommy hilfiger coz of the memory of my cousin's ancient tommy jeans colonge (ages ago...when i was p4?), which i discreetly sprayed on a notepad...but apparently the secret didn't last long coz the fragrance filled the entire room -.-... so much for my early attempts at doing something secretive &amp; trying to conceal it... sadly, the tommy girl fragrances now aren't my type anymore...too pressing and strong, and it smells just like any other perfume, lacking in individuality apprently because the theme of individuality is so overplayed in perfumes nowadays, such that they all smell smiliar @@"...... anyway, i came across an eclat d'arpege sample in the august cleo magazine (i think)..and i love it's subtle, docile, sweet fragrance...and it doesn't smell like shampoo or bodysoap or any bubbly scent of those sort... i wonder where can i get it...and if mum or dad would like to get it for me heh. weesshhhffuulll thinkin! hmmzz...mayb if i beg hard enough? maybe for my birthday? but hais.. i seem to be extorting them too much! forget it, let's just put this aside for now...(while the inner desire continues to burn...)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahhaa......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can't wait till my 17th birthday...going for dinner with my mates on thurs...reserving the actual day, friday, for family.... =) so exciting....!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="96" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/400/pink%20jacket.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/400/black%20jacket.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;two jackets i bought from the og sale... only $18 each! i bought 2 belts $9.90 each... another short jacket top (the kind that begins above your midriff)... and 2 sports blah-blahblah... i saw nice skirts that i wanted to buy (16.90 + 20% discount)... but! i think i was too much so go0dbye temptation! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know, sometimes you get the nice and value for money clothes at the most unlikely places........ i mean, how many teenagers actually like og?? and tings you owe me for my hao jie shao! hahaha....beats going to places like taka and heeren where you get okay-okay jackets for 50, 60, 70 bucks.... and really, i don't much fancy mango or zara, though they have nice clothes sometimes... for people who do not earn like me, i don't believe in investing in half a hundred, or even 1/3 of a hundred on a top... and yeah, i don't appreciate people condemning certain shops or outlets just because they generally sell clothes that are not up to their tastes =(.... or should i say, i don't see eye to eye with people condemning those who patronize such "condemned" shops... because i would then be one of the condemned people =/ hurhur... if you know the way, you can find gold even in the smelliest, filthiest dumps. hahaha, not that i can do that...=.=... my point is...no one has the right to judge anyone simply based on the clothes they wear, the places they shop, or whatsoever superficial standards of evaluation they abide by... (unless i have a pal who wears transparent bikini tops and bottoms in the middle of a busy road then that's something to awe at/ be digusted with hehhh...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for instance, there's this skirt that i wore which attracted quite abit of attention...friends were asking me where i bought it from... "well...it's from this fashion..." upon hearing this, some actually gasped in disbelief...hahaha...don't like that leh, this fashion can have nice clothes too =)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112590499103087542?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112590499103087542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112590499103087542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112590499103087542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112590499103087542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/09/eclat-darpege-by-lanvin-paris-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112576983557259758</id><published>2005-09-03T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T01:54:30.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;it's been a long long time! feeling as sleepy as ever but i have to get this done somehow! i have loyal readers! *smillessss*alright, shall blog in chronological order...for one who lacks organization in life this is the best i can manage...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;27/8 &amp; 28/8: Basking @ ORchard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; first day was not good at all i have to admit...i couldn't find a way to persuade people to donate, besides making a constipated attempt at singing my lungs out, catching some attention, attracting little cash...(besides those from my supportive family &amp;amp; friends!)... people said i should have smiled more and try to appear less tense....so i decided to let go on the 2nd day... &amp; i can proudly say that my efforts weren't futile =) i guess there were many factors to the 2nd day's near-success...(lots of room for improvement but i feel it was not bad considering it' s our band's first gig!) i felt more like myself on the 2nd day of busking...we were in front of coffee bean at wheelock place..the wind was useful in creating a "mtv" effect, or so i felt... so i pranced and danced and crooned and yelled (melodiously, i insist) -- eventually attracting more attention then i expected (probably coz i expected little). there were strangers donating, faithfully standing at a side to enjoy the rest of the performance (i could even recognize a few); some were fortunate to be dining al fresco at coffee bean, appreciating the entertainment as f.o.c. as sunlight....there was a caucasion who came forward in the middle of her meal and popped a 10 dollar note into the donation box....there were others who simply applauded without any intent to donate...but that was more than enough for me...... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;from the bottom of my heart i thank&lt;/span&gt; those who took some time off to support us at our basking!! my endearing family members of course, wankai, tings, kenneth, yuyan (thanks gurl), adora &amp; mad's gang, maria (go lecture the rest of r&amp;amp;b!), yifang, jiangyue, yiling, other hc-ians whom i do not know (eg. david's friends, jona's mates...), and the loyal passers-by.... =) ...and of c0urse, my bandmates -- mad, jona, david &amp; brian... i'm sorry i'm kinda useless coz i'm really clueless about the instruments and set-up and stuff, so i was frustrated at myself...but i hope i've sort of made it up by giving my all during the performances =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;teachers' day celebrations! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a day which i have been waiting for...my first solo singing performance in hwachong, and the presentation of my first choreography for m.a.d. as the new hiphophead... (wah, i can feel the laziness setting in so ain't gonna go into details...) the audience was wonderful, or should i say, my friends were wonderful...big thank you to hons and kailing and whoever who started the handphone-waving thing...it was such a magical sight from the stage...imagine how enchanting it was, having a spotlight on me, singing to a sky of dancing stars -- more romantic than some bgr-star-gazing activity... the dance was good too i guess, though mistakes were made by some... at least i felt good and people complimented...they loved the choreography &amp;amp; energy! miss lim even smsed me to convey mrs. chin's message: "...that you were v gd. next time become popular like superstar mustn't forget hwachong... :p" hahahha...funny but encouraging...then there's mr. remedios who asks for me to sing for mid-autumn festival celebrations......... finally, i'm setting off right here in hwachong...not just in nanyang anymore......=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;just some random recollections:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; both wankai and tings just couldn't see eye to eye with me that clara is the cutest, most adorable &amp;amp; doe-eyed little plushie tiger in the whole wide world...i'm devastated, and so is clara. though she doesn't say it straight out, i could see through her eyes that she was hurt. thanks to both of you! =/ and yes i genuinely think that my darling little clara is immensely adorable, so wankai you needn't push her soft little head aside just to ask if i really think she's cute coz i wouldn't mind her hearing the answer...and nomatter what, my love for clara is the shiniest facet of the shiniest diamond...the saltiest droplet of the saltiest sea! you know, when i told her you missed her, she's quite pleased really... and oh yeah, i cut my hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112576983557259758?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112576983557259758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112576983557259758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112576983557259758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112576983557259758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-been-long-long-time-feeling-as.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112446705455625837</id><published>2005-08-20T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T23:57:34.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;teachers' day auditions today...hons looks too small/young to be a judge, yet she seems so professional =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yupz so it was my first hip hop choreography for m.a.d. =D we neeeedddd ttoooo prraaccttiiiseee!! i think our co-ordination and energy is baddd..and sthg that i always emphasize on -- precision of moves.....practise practise practise!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[special mention coz i happen to be chatting with the legendary suaning: 05S70 is so funkae! love their enthusiasm as a class...they actually came up with this retro dance for tday..haha....cute!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i sang "i turn to you"............again............can't help it it's the song i'm most familiar with (so i dun haf to practise) and it's related to teachers day, so nanyang peeps, bear with me -.-" (if i get in that is...) ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went to chinese high for our one period break before maths lecture (coz we can afford to be late).. it's simply too vexing to decide what to consume in the college section canteen, so we decided to drop by the high school section for enhanced variety and perhaps, quality... this is my 2nd time only (can you believe it!), and i had mixed veg rice, it was rather nice... the best thing about hwa chong college canteen is that you can always patronize the high school section as a permenant alternative.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh and i had 100% for my minimum maximum maths test. surprise surprise. i actually think it's hilarious. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had absolute fun with wankai and tings at kap mac today!! i didn't realise we chatted for three hours! and i must remember to sign up for the macdonalds membership thing... you can accumulate points and get free food! hurhurhur.....the woes of a kiasu hc student.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so sad tomorrow no ssds......have to go clark quay for tapestry busking briefing...that's miles and miles away...... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by the wayyyyy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my band n.u.t. will be busking in town next weekend, go support!! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;* sat 27/8: 12 - 12.30pm fareast plaza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*sun 28/8: 12 - 12.30pm wheelock place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112446705455625837?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112446705455625837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112446705455625837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112446705455625837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112446705455625837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/08/teachers-day-auditions-today.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112416990830155810</id><published>2005-08-17T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T13:37:33.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;DSD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps deliberately in line with wankai's &lt;strong&gt;DSD &lt;/strong&gt;(damn suay day), i'm suffering from my very own &lt;strong&gt;DSD&lt;/strong&gt; (damn shitty day) too...what's more, it's literally shitty, which reminds me of hons' remarks in disbelief, "why are you so full of shit?"&lt;br /&gt;ehh...i'm not too sure myself. i guess i've inherited a weak digestive system from my dad... for some, egestion is a once-in-a-few-days affair; but for me, it's a few-times-in-a-day routine... unfortunately, something from my dinner plate(s) at the nanyang alumni dinner must have triggered this avalanche of digested/undigested materials... thus launching the honourable DSD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel weak sitting in front of this intimidating machine, making my utmost attempt at hitting every key with sufficient force such that the letters appear on screen quick enough before my stomach stirrrsss for the 12357498730th time...... i should count my blessings, at least this is nowhere as excruciating as my previous DSDs in vietnam..........that was.............................. a memory so painful i do not wish to recollect.&lt;br /&gt;since then i was psychologically and emotionally scarred for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exaggeration i admit, but you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks wankai for lending me one whole side of you to lean and clutch on while my knees went wobbly; thanks tings for complaining why i wouldn't lean on you instead (coz you would probably dismantle any minute...don't want to take the chance); thanks hons for asking why i'm so full of shit (it sparked off some deep thinking =] ).....................&lt;br /&gt;lastly, thank you taggy, for unknowingly brightening up my moment with your distant silhouette..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;(note: new! under .gallery. -- "the official b.a.l.l.s. foto site")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112416990830155810?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112416990830155810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112416990830155810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112416990830155810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112416990830155810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/08/dsd-perhaps-deliberately-in-line-with.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112386315876103674</id><published>2005-08-12T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T00:12:38.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's a wonder why some people just cannot or simply refuse to exercise some responsibility and maturity... you are a leader...you are&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;leader... can't you put in more effort than merely declaring the cancelation ("cancel cancel cancel") and providing absolutely &lt;strong&gt;no &lt;/strong&gt;well-thought out alternatives, or at the very least, &lt;strong&gt;logical &lt;/strong&gt;alternatives; can't you display a teeny weeny bit more maturity than raising that prominent finger like it's your flag....&amp; rapping that monotonous essay of the world's most wondrous word, which, most naturally, is the one and only word in your dismal dictionary...little mr. f... "shut it" we would like to say, but we see it'll just be another signal for you to retaliate with endless f-es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought things were better...apparently u're just you and forever you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"set your priorities" you said. i refuse to rebutt. i don't even recognize your right to say that.&lt;br /&gt;you used to be mean but in a nice way, or at least we used to think so. not anymore. getting overboard just means that people get fired up. i reckon you'll never understand or notice how much we're trying to tolerate. perhaps you are not doing it on purpose. obviously it's just you being you. but somehow i get the hunch that one day everything will just fall on you and you'll have nothing to fall back on... neither your finger nor your one-worded dictionary...they're just too weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'm sorry if i sound harsh here. you're really getting on our nerves.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112386315876103674?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112386315876103674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112386315876103674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112386315876103674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112386315876103674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-wonder-why-some-people-just-cannot.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112376109805434961</id><published>2005-08-12T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T00:17:12.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are so many things piling up...and schoolwork seems to be losing its priority... shucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeping track:&lt;br /&gt;teachers day dance/ song solo audition (19/8)&lt;br /&gt;N.U.T. busking for tapestry (27, 28/8) at far east...2 slots of 30 mins per day -- i'm trying to negotiate having only one slot on the 27th, as you can see why:&lt;br /&gt;m.a.d. dance performance at paya lebar cc (27/8) &lt;&lt; now you know why...&lt;br /&gt;teacher's day performance dance/ song solo(if i get in) (31/8)&lt;br /&gt;[nanyang asked me to return for a guest singing performance for tday...but it'll clash with the hc one so sadd...]&lt;br /&gt;m.a.d. performance at peitong primary school (t3 wk10)&lt;br /&gt;clean &amp; green dance &amp;amp; song competition (sep hols)&lt;br /&gt;fac dance (by mid sep)&lt;br /&gt;open house dance/ N.U.T. open house performance&lt;br /&gt;eoy 05a12 charity concert (preparation/ teaching/ rehearsing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.U.T. song list (14?):&lt;br /&gt;bring me to life. going under. sk8er boi. nobody's home. don't dream it's over. jerk it out. are you happy now. only one. almost. + (guitar only): torn. goodbye to you. naked. jie tuo. xie yi shou ge.&lt;br /&gt;kinda tired... i will try to study... i must... someone get me going...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112376109805434961?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112376109805434961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112376109805434961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112376109805434961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112376109805434961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/08/there-are-so-many-things-piling-up.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112342734252632210</id><published>2005-08-08T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T23:11:57.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg this sounds girlish and shallow but wadda hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[by anonymous yea right]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms of having a crush on someone:&lt;br /&gt;* over-analysis of material (e.g. sms, conversations etc)&lt;br /&gt;* increased frequency of sighting him/her (due to sudden wave of consiousness)&lt;br /&gt;* mood swings to-and-fro as and when he/she is near&lt;br /&gt;* clogging up inbox with his/her smses (though it may not even be frequent)&lt;br /&gt;* scrolls the msn window up and down just to spot his/her little nick&lt;br /&gt;* hovers mouse over his/her nick attempting not to click it but somehow fails at every attempt&lt;br /&gt;* blahblahblah.... &lt;&lt; sign of laziness sets in once again -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's irritaing when u start having a crush on someone...it's likened to the frustration of having a stupid buzzing housefly (erm do they buzz?) encircling your head -- you try desperately to fling it away throwing your wrists about into some sort of screwed choreography, but the hell of a fly somehow manages to implant itself securely in your hair, refusing to budge.... just can't get it off my head noe wad i mean? darn...............haha.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwaze...wanna thank daniel and tings here for cheering me up =) was kinda down before that....but the real thing that raised my spirits was...haha tings u shld noe =) (okay wankai will know too once i tell her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow shall be a happy day nevertheless =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112342734252632210?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112342734252632210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112342734252632210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112342734252632210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112342734252632210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/08/omg-this-sounds-girlish-and-shallow.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112271448250201968</id><published>2005-07-30T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T23:53:31.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chinese.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/hazelnutsings/album?.dir=/d962&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;.tok=phwAcYDBKNpU70P3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arts fest photos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was gr8 fun...i shall blog about it later...too tired now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupz...it's funny i totally underestimated the scale of this hc arts fest performance and its impact on me...coz of the pathetic turn out on the tuesday performance, as far as i've heard from others..about..one third of the audi seats were taken? so naturally was quite worried about it..didnt have much motivation to perform... but things sorta changed after our run through that afternoon! i've no idea why...just seems that after we tried the stage once again with blasting music, the urge to perform returned..(haha yeah wankai and tingz..my biao yan yu)...then zhiwen came to watch, followed by weidi and emmeline, and they said it was nice...that really encouraged me (esp when zhiwen became hyper and wanted to learn the dance hahaha)...thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during preparation we took lotsa pictures..and i'm glad the mad mates were co-operative and enthusiastic about the night's performance...u guys were always there when i needed u to, like for polishing the moves and reminders and stuff...thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well........it was aweesso0meee on stage!!! the audience was charming &amp; crazily i heard my name couple of times...the only person i could see was sam she was sitting right in the middle at the front...she was screaaammiingg and grrinnning at me i couldnt stop smmiilliinngg at her =) wankai, tingz, hons, [huangjing, vicki &amp;amp; yacong who came from rj], my seniors and everyone who were there to support us...thankkssssss againnnn!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112271448250201968?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112271448250201968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112271448250201968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112271448250201968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112271448250201968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/07/arts-fest-photos-it-was-gr8-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112230812034964500</id><published>2005-07-26T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T00:15:20.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o0pz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel really bad...i'm really sorry that i'm not exactly wad you'd call a sensitive person.. unlike &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wankai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, it's just not as easy for me to detect emotional signals. more often than not, they miss me by the breadth of a strand of hair and my faulty nerve endings just don't seem to register any impending eruption or threatening tsunamis... it's not that i don't care; though i admit for some people whom i'm not that close to, i can't bring myself to "care" for them coz i really don't.  mum have always labelled me as cold-blooded, and she's not wrong you know. sometimes there's just this air of indifference swirling above me and it's similar to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ting'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;s insecurities. i can't help it, though i do try to reduce it's intensity before it engulfs me &amp; chokes someone to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you remember, i wrote about something similar to this in my first few blog entries. but at that time, my position was different and now my perspective has changed a little. nevertheless, i'm still me. still the emotionally-controlled/unburdened kind of person. as i've said and as most of you have already known, i seldom blow up or cry or stuff my moody face into other's. unlike wankai (again haha..), it's not that i suppress my emotions or keep them to myself, it's just that most of the time they don't exist at all (note: "most of the time" meaning it does exist, but not as often)! hahaha...before they even surface and bother me, some kind of innate mechanism has already repaired most of the broken parts...you can call it self-healing properties.. but i'm not sure if i should be too proud that i can heal myself but not others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day i was just chatting with my mum over dinner about emotional dependence and insecurity. i was telling her, that although i really do wish people would confide in me (as some of my best friends do), i admit i'm not the first person one would turn to confide in. first of all, it's probably because i seldom face these problems..they are not something that i'm au fiat with, resulting in my inability to fully comprehend how my friends actually feel. however, i realise, most people come to me when they require solutions or analysis of a certain problem. i know it myself, that i am of better use if you come to me asking for my opinions on a problem; i can break it down for you and tell you not how i feel, but what i feel about it. it's easier for me this way than to "comfort" someone.. i really don't know how, other than to say typical stuff like "it's okay, don't worry." -- but then again, i can't bring myself to say that at times coz &lt;em&gt;obviously&lt;/em&gt; it is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; okay, and &lt;em&gt;obviously&lt;/em&gt; there &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; something to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrug* i'm just too me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i use to pretend i'm sensitive and sometimes i have to pretend that i care (for pple who aren't really affiliated to me =/). now i shan't pretend to be sensitive coz i know i'm not. if i actually say i spot something amiss, i mean it; if i don't, i'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i guess i'll just keep pretending i care (don't worry balls it doesnt apply to u guys, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;obviously&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112230812034964500?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112230812034964500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112230812034964500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112230812034964500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112230812034964500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/07/o0pz.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112210620196436357</id><published>2005-07-24T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T16:34:38.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is beautiful... =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is beautiful... =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/ballscollage1.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/400/ballscollage1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/jumbled%20junk/?action=view&amp;current=ballscollage.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;click here for larger picture&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i haven't been updating, but that doesn't mean my life is stagnate okay! haha...the past weeks have been hectic as well as fundebudeliao for me.. been real busy with M.A.D. and performed with the Cucumbers during the j1 and j2 ct sessions. i'm choreographing for teachers' day now, time is tight, but i hope it turns out right =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having lotsa good times and laughs with balls (&amp;amp; litian)..i'm too lazy to quote all our jokes and hilarious lines right now there are just too many...then there's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;taggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;booby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ah k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...though you 3 are definitely unaware about this, you have brought us tons of sweetness and giggles hahaha...the three of you are our sources of adrenaline...be so very honoured =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent gotten my harry potter...i don't mind not being the first few to read but pllleeeaassseee for go0dness sake don't you ever tell me anything about the storyline again! stupid &lt;strong&gt;weikai&lt;/strong&gt; just blurted that dumbledore died! yesss, dumbledore diieedd!! (those who happen to read this and hate to know what you've just gotten to know, toooo baaddd!! now you understand how gek-s** i was.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racial harmony day...hmmz...rather interesting seeing how enthusiastic people get wearing ethnic costumes. seems like the indians have created a fashion statement much adored by girls haha... &lt;strong&gt;tings&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;hons&lt;/strong&gt; wore kebayas though..&amp; hons looked soooo cuddly and cute while tings looked so tall/long! i couldn't find any costumes so in order to show some enthusiasm i ornamented my forehead with a little bodhi/puttu (whatever it's called) haha...it actually looks like a huge pimple in the pictures -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*...photo of the month...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="259" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/400/P10106721.JPG" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[hons is such a spoilt little girl] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;once again, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;happy birthday &lt;strong&gt;wankai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! hope you've enjoyed your 17th =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/y95/sugerine/jumbled%20junk/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ballscollage.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112210620196436357?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112210620196436357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112210620196436357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112210620196436357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112210620196436357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/07/life-is-beautiful.html' title='Life is beautiful... =)'/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112144859854096173</id><published>2005-07-16T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T01:36:17.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;the singapore bombing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i'm so utterly disappointed with mrs. goh...more put off by her than that Durai Durai........peanuts...perhaps only a pea-brain would say that. if those money were peanuts, i think we would all gladly turn into monkeys, or any other creature that survives on peanuts. the ironic thing is, the day before the "peanuts" comment was published, weidi was just saying that all along he has thought mrs. goh as honourable, but apparently she has let many down...perhaps that was a slip of the tongue (i doubt -.=), but it is devastating enough..detrimental to her image..i pity her husband who has built up tons of respect for the both of them over the years.. sadly, a reckless word of "peanuts" has blown most of this respect to pieces. &lt;em&gt;somehow it feels like singapore's version of the london bombings. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;regarding durai's fat salary, i'm not apalled by it, for he is a ceo afterall, and he's a capable man who has brought nkf to great heights. however, his lavish lifestyle and atrocious lies were totally uncalled for, and that spun the turbo-generator at top speed, generating a deadly amount of electricity directed at him, every-ready to electricute. (1000=3000) nkf patients? (30=3) years worth of monetary reserves? apparently he needs professional help in mathematics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i suddenly feel stupid, that all my primary years of enjoying going round with that attractive nkf donation card and asking for donations seem like time and effort wasted on an annual act of kindness, which i have always naively taken pride in.... i imagine durai sitting comfortably on his toilet bowl appreciating his prized possesion of a gold-plated tap (yucks) from a calculated distance. he was probably mocking us little kids for taking the donation cards so seriously...just how many of those doantion cards, smeared with innocent pride and salty sweat, does nkf need to collect just to pay for his pretty 900-dollar gold-plated tap?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i'm disappointed, not in nkf, but in the lack of values in some of the supposedly respectable people. it is undeniable that nkf has come a long way and has ensured many kidney patients proper treatment...we thank nkf for it's effort &amp; contribution. however, the current issue now is that the public feels cheated...the nkf board of directors made donators look like obedient fools....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;so i signed the online petition for them to step down.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm glad they did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112144859854096173?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112144859854096173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112144859854096173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112144859854096173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112144859854096173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/07/singapore-bombing-im-so-utterly.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112092654508661747</id><published>2005-07-10T04:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T01:34:14.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;was reading hon's blog on the london bombings and i agree with her...terrorism &amp; violence seems or seemed to be the most effective method of grabbing society's attention but sadly, like an overplayed song on the radio, these bombings are loosing their effect on the general public -- we are not as terrorised anymore. in fact, people nowadays are beginning to feel more anger than fear. most of the time, i feel that terrorism are likened to complaints without providing alternatives/criticism without constructive advice. they all lead to the same dead end -- no where; or worse, they trap people in an endless loop of eternal vengence...you kill me, i kill you...you kill me, i kill you...when is it ever going to stop? doubt it ever will, not unless human loses human nature.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;digress abit...*rolls eyes as tingxuan enters my study room*[yoyo! hahahahaha tingxuan here yay! so dumb rt! was just tokin to her online like half an hr ago and now im here ohmygod this is so stupid muahahahah~~]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, tings just broke my flow of thought...can't really continue speaking my mind about the bombings...simply put, i feel unjust for the dead, share brewing fury with the living, and screw those bastards with a monkey!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh i received weird phone calls yesterday on my handphone...&lt;em&gt;irritating...here is a summarised version...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mr.whoever (few guys talking in the bg): hi is michael there?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: are you guys the ones who called earlier? there is no michael here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mr.whoever: erm, so who is this i'm talking to?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: you got the wrong number again, i'm not michael, &lt;em&gt;apparently&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mr.whoever: oh okay. so may i know who am i speaking to?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: it's okay just don't call this number the next time you're looking for michael.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mr.whoever: all right, so what is your name?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: why do you keep asking?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mr.whoever: for record purposes. since you are not michael, i have to record down who you are so i won't call you again right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: huh?? it's not necessary bye. [hang up]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know i shouldn't be too affected by these kinda nonsensical phone calls but i've had some really bad experiences back then, so that explains my resentment towards people who call strangers with no apparent reason...especially those idiots who happily call and steal my line -- "who are you?"...... go get a life baby, or at least yellow pages.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112092654508661747?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112092654508661747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112092654508661747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112092654508661747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112092654508661747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/07/was-reading-hons-blog-on-london.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-112041343498102615</id><published>2005-07-04T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T02:09:42.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sorry...ok i feel guilty about the previous entry...hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;the co0lest day... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/1600/collage111.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1294/958/400/collage11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;[piccys: graffiti! me n jialing on scooter! jialing n me! rhythm&amp;beat! the girls (miss u sam)! me kian weidi jialing! i drew this! rock wall! jialing weidi kian!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dro0ling the night away at honnie's i had the most happening day in town yesterday! haha...we were supposed to perform at the youth park for "Urban Infest"...some youth day carnival organized by the government ( it was on the news!)... anw..i'm too lazy to blog about every single detail (read jialing's blog for details, this collage is her masterpiece too haha)... so our activities for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) make up in toilet for performance [i ended up walking arnd orchard looking like a vain bitch hurhur...]  2) meet the guys and proceed to youth park for rehearsal 3) perform!!! 4) sit down to watch others/graffiti on black tarred road 5) sk8-ing around on the kick-scooter 6) rock climbing &amp; flying fox! [can't believe it myslef!] 7) smuggle food into cinema 8) watch "batman begins" [very exhilirating esp when jialing cries when bruce's dad died &amp;amp; grabbed my hand when the train was about to reach wayne tower] 9) pee after movie...it was too exciting... 10) went to paragon starbucks for late-night coffee n talk! 11) got stuck at the bustop behind orchard mrt after 12 midnight...hailed a cab home instead..heartbroken..midnight surcharge lehhhh...='(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i had a wonderful time... flying kisses to maria-jialing-germ-sam (lit no need study one lar!)-zhiwen-weidi-daniel-kian-joey (u say u kotow one hor)...........love you guys!!! and one more thing...i'm only 1 year younger lar (okay..2 yrs for weidi n daniel)....haha n next time dun pangseh me i want my neoprints!! hmphz..qi1 fu4 wo3....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-112041343498102615?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/112041343498102615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=112041343498102615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112041343498102615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/112041343498102615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/07/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-111962368609569110</id><published>2005-06-25T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T22:34:46.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>block tests...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;block tests....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;they always tell us that for every challenge, outcome is secondary -- it's the process that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;hope this applies to the blocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;*mode: delusional*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-111962368609569110?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/111962368609569110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=111962368609569110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/111962368609569110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/111962368609569110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/06/block-tests.html' title='block tests...'/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-111953972392750276</id><published>2005-06-24T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T23:21:00.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just for fun...=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fun loving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;to tag heuer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i pray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;for you to dig millions and zillions of your own graves; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i anticipate your doom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fall into my trap, and i'll rescue you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i do not peep; i watch in the open -- from behind a wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so when you trip, i'll be the first to break your fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;hahahhahaa.....dumdeedumm&lt;em&gt;....*Blo0ominggg*....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-111953972392750276?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/111953972392750276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=111953972392750276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/111953972392750276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/111953972392750276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-for-fun.html' title='just for fun...=)'/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-111910937131503426</id><published>2005-06-19T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T23:42:51.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;post-danceworks news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it! guess what?! we were actually ranked 3rd for our dance segment for danceworks! we had the same marks as sajc for the dance and won cjc by 1 mark...but cjc got third coz they scored 5 more marks than us for the anti-drug theme segment...grrrr....!!!  so in the end, we were 5th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now what? i'm wondering if we should really get a choreographer for danceworks '06...it doesn't guarantee anything as we can see from this yr's danceworks......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i'm trying to think of ways to improve my hiphop skills and to help my m.a.d. mates improve theirs...somebody help me... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-111910937131503426?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/111910937131503426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=111910937131503426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/111910937131503426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/111910937131503426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/06/post-danceworks-news-i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-111867596466099095</id><published>2005-06-14T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T23:19:24.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yoohoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;yoohoo~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh yea, i'm the next &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;M.A.D. HipHopHead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; !! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;will i become Ares Faculty Dance I/C??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*fingers crossed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-111867596466099095?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/111867596466099095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=111867596466099095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/111867596466099095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/111867596466099095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/06/yoohoo.html' title='yoohoo!'/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-111841861341815790</id><published>2005-06-11T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T23:50:13.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a leetle update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;a leetle update...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lep camp (30may-2jun):&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;it's was a sian-camp-made-fun-by-the-wonderful-angsty-funky-hip-group-of-friends-called-[b.a.l.l.s.] =)  then during "lep idol" i sang "wu ding" with hons n we rawked! hahaha...so the next night they pulled me up to sing "i turn to u" -.-...n i did sthg stupid dun wanna relive that mistake... hons sang with ka-po! so cute! some cantonese song! bryan sang a "besame mucho" and willy sang that famous hokkien song =) we had fun saboing one another...pple from other schs were sporting too, but i hope they aren't pissed or anything that hwachong pple "stole the stage"  o.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;cambodia n vietnam trip:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;nahz it's not ocip, just a free n easy holiday with my parents... only three things worth mentioning -- angkorwat, cu chi tunnel, me n my dad's encounter with food poisoning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angkorwat&lt;/strong&gt; -- it's amazing that each an every ceiling, pillar, wall, has such intricate carvings and many stories are told by them... u look around angkorwat, siem reap, it's hard to believe this place was once a magnificient n sacred kingdom...btw angkorwat was once alive 1000yrs ago n was deserted after a war, it was enveloped by trees, yes i mean left-right-bottom-up...there were even trees growing on top of it...what if no one ever recovered it...hmmz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cu chi tunnel&lt;/strong&gt; (from vietnam war)--  also known as the vietnam trail i guess...it was an "underground world", "secret tunnel with numerous chambers", whatever you'd like to call it... it had three levels, all underground...openings are made tiny so the americans had difficulty entering or moving around...some sections are sooo narrow u have to crawl on all fours...250km of underground passages...this is no joke...i salute the guerilla warriors of vietnam...the cu chi tunnel, such a simple yet powerful thing dug out using only hand shovels n baskets, was hell for the americans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fo0d poisoning &lt;/strong&gt;-- don't really want to describe it...it's rather graphic...shudders...my stomach and my a**hole was killin me...i became very cold, weak n dizzy...fortunately it was the last night of my holiday...or else i would have wasted the trip... poor mummy has to take care of daddy and me hahaha!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-111841861341815790?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/111841861341815790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=111841861341815790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/111841861341815790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/111841861341815790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/06/leetle-update.html' title='a leetle update...'/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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-11683276.post-111720340178173161</id><published>2005-05-28T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T23:20:19.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a bimbo?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm a bimbo?!   @*#$(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:*#^$^@#^%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*#^$^@#^%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;@&amp;^#**!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;omgawd!! it's like...*twirls hair*...people actually call me a bimbo0o!! eeks! i mean, it's not like it's my fault i couldn't get the gist of the game of "hearts"...it's like, you know, like some people don't react that quickleee...sighss...i just! don't! understand!!! &lt;strong&gt;madmad, dory&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;wank-ai&lt;/strong&gt; keep laffin' at meeee...*pouts*hmphz...i hope it's not because of the whitie glittery hairband i was wearing...i really like it u noe, it's like, so...so....so white n glittery you noe...i mean, like, really shinyyy n stuff like that....^-^...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i can't stand it! even &lt;strong&gt;jianming &lt;/strong&gt;calls me a bimbo all the timeee! it's like, he's not thaat smart himself you know *flicks hair*...i bet he can't even like....paint his toe-nails like...properly! &amp; that &lt;strong&gt;clarence&lt;/strong&gt;, is he like, an accomplice? he agreed with &lt;strong&gt;jianming &lt;/strong&gt;like totally...about me being a bimb, and the worse thing is...*fans fans*...he says i look even more bimb with my hair let d0wn!! eewwweeekkkss!! what awwful thinkin'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tweeleeeleee....tweeleeleeee....*frowns*...*blinkblink*...i stillll dun get it, like...i really don't know why they think this of me!! i'm...i'm having a bitch fit soon i really am...*fans fans*...oh nooo...*gasps*....it's killin me...all these thinkin and analyzing!!  eewww...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11683276-111720340178173161?l=hazelnutsings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/feeds/111720340178173161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11683276&amp;postID=111720340178173161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/111720340178173161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11683276/posts/default/111720340178173161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazelnutsings.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-bimbo.html' title='i&apos;m a bimbo?!'/><author><name>.:hAzelnut:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14698058805017632795</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>
