<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:16:03.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>^thats me^</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-1792512457485660667</id><published>2008-09-19T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:08:10.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, ok i'm writing this post cuz i had this very crazy conversation with a friend. and since its crazy, i decided to post it here. add some element of laughter? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: i do report til i blur liao&lt;br /&gt;yue says: ur brain cells are burnt out&lt;br /&gt;yue says: mine are inactive&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: Whaha&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: good lah&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: then dun need to work&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: isnt it&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: inactive&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: status&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;yue says: ya&lt;br /&gt;yue says: status: away&lt;br /&gt;yue says: think they'll be revived on sun&lt;br /&gt;yue says: no&lt;br /&gt;yue says: i know they'll be revived on sun&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get joins conversation&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: like tt also can&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says:&lt;br /&gt;u going (siao) liao ar&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says:&lt;br /&gt;as stress as me ar&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;yue says: correction&lt;br /&gt;yue says: i'm more stressed than u&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: y ?&lt;br /&gt;yue says: cuz i got more white hairs&lt;br /&gt;everyone slp so late then  they evrytime go for supper&lt;br /&gt;yue says: but i nv go&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: (good)&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: dun go&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: if not growing fat starts from there&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: 1 time supper... everytime u wanna go liao&lt;br /&gt;yue says: but i think i still growing horizontally lor&lt;br /&gt;yue says: cuz me n my roomie&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: y&lt;br /&gt;yue says: we got our own mini supper&lt;br /&gt;yue says: we got SO MUCH food!&lt;br /&gt;yue says: tidbits n stuff&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: try nt to eat&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: i used to have alot of food in my room&lt;br /&gt;yue says: i should donate all the food to charity right&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: i share them&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: feed my bf&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: my neighbours&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;yue says: u evil!&lt;br /&gt;yue says: u make them grow horizontally&lt;br /&gt;yue says: so when take photo&lt;br /&gt;yue says: u seem slimmer right&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: no lah&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: sometime i also eat lah&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: some friendly ppl offer to cook maggie for me&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: then i eat lor&lt;br /&gt;yue says: its to hide ur ulterior motive&lt;br /&gt;yue says: i knew it!&lt;br /&gt;yue says: ok&lt;br /&gt;yue says: i'll adopt that strategy&lt;br /&gt;yue says:&lt;br /&gt;my floor girls all so slim n pretty&lt;br /&gt;yue says: cannot&lt;br /&gt;yue says: must adopt ur strategy&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;yue says: my floor girls&lt;br /&gt;yue says: meaning&lt;br /&gt;yue says: me also lah&lt;br /&gt;yue says: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: what de&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says:&lt;br /&gt;(^^)&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: i am friendly&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: i share with ppl&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: take care of my fellow asian ppl&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: at home kao parents&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: outside kao frens&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;yue says: ulterior motive&lt;br /&gt;yue says: no wonder can be biz student&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: wah lau&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: make me sound so cunning&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: (bleah)&lt;br /&gt;yue says: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yue says: i must learn from u&lt;br /&gt;yue says: i'm just too nice le&lt;br /&gt;yue says: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: what de&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: i nt nice meh&lt;br /&gt;yue says: ok lah&lt;br /&gt;yue says: ur so nice&lt;br /&gt;yue says: u'll treat me to pizza hut when u get back&lt;br /&gt;yue says: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: i dun like pizza&lt;br /&gt;yue says: thats ok&lt;br /&gt;yue says: since its u treat me, i like will be enough&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: piazza hut&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: u come aussie i get it for u&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: nice&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: and yummy&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: pizza hut no kick&lt;br /&gt;yue says: o?&lt;br /&gt;yue says: u pay for my air ticket also ar?&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: (Xpigu)&lt;br /&gt;yue says: so nice of you!&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: in ur dreams then&lt;br /&gt;yue says: -_-&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;yue says: u da bao frm australia lah&lt;br /&gt;yue says: u tell the customs officer this is for my friend in s'pore&lt;br /&gt;yue says: who wants to know the diff btw australia pizza n s'pore pizza&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: they kick my ass lah&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: haha&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: bring in food&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: Whaha&lt;br /&gt;yue says: its ok&lt;br /&gt;yue says: since its ur ass they're kicking&lt;br /&gt;yue says: not mine&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: FRIENDLY ar&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: li yue~!&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says:&lt;br /&gt;when u become so friendly&lt;br /&gt;yue says: hm&lt;br /&gt;yue says: i also dunno&lt;br /&gt;yue says: u see&lt;br /&gt;yue says: after some time in uni&lt;br /&gt;yue says: my social interaction skills have improved&lt;br /&gt;yue says: so maybe thats why i'm friendlier&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: (faint)&lt;br /&gt;yue says:&lt;br /&gt;nice dog&lt;br /&gt;yue says: or is a wolf?&lt;br /&gt;yue says: fox?&lt;br /&gt;yue says: ah&lt;br /&gt;yue says: its a dog&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;yue says: do u nd to go to the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;yue says: i can help u&lt;br /&gt;yue says: since i'm so friendly&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: (faint)&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: li yue&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: liyue&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: u go kuku liao&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;yue says: i think so too&lt;br /&gt;yue says: so funny!&lt;br /&gt;yue says: i should save this conv&lt;br /&gt;yue says: then when i'm stressed or bored&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: yar&lt;br /&gt;yue says: take a look at it&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says:&lt;br /&gt;and write in ur blog&lt;br /&gt;yue says: ya&lt;br /&gt;yue says: gd idea!&lt;br /&gt;yue says: ok&lt;br /&gt;yue says: i'll do that&lt;br /&gt;yue says: must include the fainting dog also&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: yar&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: Whaha&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: screen capture&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: name this conversation&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: "Turning crazy - Li Yue&lt;br /&gt;yue says: no&lt;br /&gt;yue says: this should be named "li shya's ulterior motive- beware!"&lt;br /&gt;yue says: haha&lt;br /&gt;yue says: i'm cut out to be a reporter after all&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: (faint)&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: what de~~~!!&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: dun spoil my reputation&lt;br /&gt;yue says: do u have one?&lt;br /&gt;yue says: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: hello&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says:&lt;br /&gt;y not!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: later i send out my lawyer letters then u know&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what your're goona get says: (bleah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, thats it. a very lame conversation. but hey, its a fri night. we're entitled to a little craziness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-1792512457485660667?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1792512457485660667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=1792512457485660667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/1792512457485660667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/1792512457485660667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2008/09/haha-ok-im-writing-this-post-cuz-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-7859385487264501546</id><published>2008-09-07T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:05:48.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at lee wee nam library now. i wanted to study. i really did. just that there wasn't any empty tables for me. so my good intention went to waste. haha&lt;br /&gt;today is a boring day. everyday is a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;university is boring. my life is boring.&lt;br /&gt;some excitement please? but not the kind in terms of tests n exams.&lt;br /&gt;sat was our hall d&amp;amp;d.&lt;br /&gt;lay got a little drunk. so she said A LOT of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;It was a non-stop one-sided chat.&lt;br /&gt;She pointed to pple n started saying everything she knows.&lt;br /&gt;name, school, course, cgl, everything.&lt;br /&gt;She told a senior he likes another senior.&lt;br /&gt;then proceeded to tell him his violin playing sucks.&lt;br /&gt;n elaborated by imitating playing a violin &amp;amp; making ee, orh, sounds.&lt;br /&gt;haha. it was very funny.&lt;br /&gt;she told another guy he strum very nice, but sing not nice.&lt;br /&gt;there were alot of other things she said, but i think i'll just keep that for some pple. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna eat dried mangoes. its nice.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was chatting with a guy frm our block. n he told me bout his past love experience.&lt;br /&gt;he said he liked this girl from 6 years ago. n he only knew she had been going out with someone for 3 years this year. n he wrote a song bout this. quite cool. i wish i have something like this to write bout.&lt;br /&gt;er....but maybe the time period can be shorter. maybe like 6 mths? haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i like happy songs. so maybe i shall write a happy song!&lt;br /&gt;not possible. i'm lazy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i like music. but i think i like it better when i'm alone. so even if i play wrongly, no one knows. haha. maybe i can suggest to ABRSM that they make all their examiners invisible.&lt;br /&gt;there's this invisible cloak, that some prof in dunno where invented. our tutor told us. he say the cloak will be invisible if u pass it through microwaves. too bad that the microwave oven is too small for us to wear it n test it. haha. n even if its really invisible, we'll be dead from all absorbing all those microwaves. then we'll really be 'invisible' to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i think i should go for lecture. even though i really don't know what the lecturer is going on about n i do have a weird tendancy to fall asleep. it part of my system. i don't understand it either. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-7859385487264501546?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7859385487264501546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=7859385487264501546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/7859385487264501546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/7859385487264501546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2008/09/at-lee-wee-nam-library-now.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-1159176934980382663</id><published>2008-08-23T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T03:01:18.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;eh....i don't know if anyone even reads my blog anymore....but since i've nth to do for now, might as well type some nonsensical stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm living in hall....hall X! its a nice hall, with nice pple (e.g. yours truly) but just a bit &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; high up. i have to climb like a whole stretch of stairs everyday. i hope i don't roll off the stairs one day. haha. and there are quite a lot of insects there, maybe cuz there're a lot of trees behind our block. i encountered 2 in the past week, and its extremely distracting. so i kindly asked someone to get rid of them for me. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm very tired. haven't been sleeping much in hall. i find that uni pple all sleep very late. and its difficult to do tutorials in hall. maybe cuz i have the msn on. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i got the media n it position for the CAC nanyang arts fest. i regret saying that i don't mind that post. yong xi told me there's only 1 or perhaps 2 pple for this position. i've forgotten all my flash n html! maybe i can suggest to them to find someone else more competent. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my students are all so cute. today my p5 student told me all about this guy in her student care, who she likes and who she thinks likes her. she asked me to give suggestions on how to get his number. i must applaud her bravery. haha. then she described in detail how when they were playing volleyball and the ball was going to hit her, the boy jumped up and hit the ball back. and she also told me bout this girl who she dislikes because she's very pretty and all the boys like her. haha. i think kids are so cute. so naive and fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then my jap student complained to me bout her sister. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she: " kids are at their worst when they're around the age of 11, 12"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: " so how old's your sister?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she: "12."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my sister was also very cute today. while we were going for piano, we passed by the pasar malam and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she said " there got sell cars, you give them $1, and you can buy the car already"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me "toy cars ar?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my sister "no, real cars like those on the road"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i started laughing. she doesn't know that cars cannot possbily and definitely WILL NOT sell for $1. and she was so confused and kept asking me why i laugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then i had to explain to her that the $1 poster for the cars just mean u can pay by installments and deposit $1. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wish i was a little kid once more. so innocent. although i'm still very innocent now. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i brought a keyboard to hall. and wished they invented foldable pianos. then i can bring my piano to hall. haha. the keyboard sucks. but i guess i'll just have to make do. and its nice of my piano tch to lend it to me. she say she has been keeping it away under the bed for years. she wants to sell it so anyone who needs a keyboard, can talk to me. i'll be the agent. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then that day so many pple came to our room when i took out the keyboard. its like a music concert or sth. and i don't nd another grade 8 person to teach me my grade piece. my tch does that fine enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hiax....i'm bored. i'll go n slp. bad mood all of a sudden. maybe cuz its raining......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but i like rain. makes me feel peaceful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm glad to be home. my own space............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-1159176934980382663?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1159176934980382663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=1159176934980382663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/1159176934980382663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/1159176934980382663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2008/08/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-6639401710504701816</id><published>2008-07-15T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T08:56:46.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going for camp next week. and so coincidentally, i happen to be in the same group as jen. haha. but i still feel like staying at home. i got a feeling i won't be able to wake up at the camp. i wake up at around 11, 12 everyday. thats hardly going to help me get up at 7 or 8, i think. haha. though i try. i set my alarm clock to 8 everyday. but i still wake up at 12. hm, must be a lousy alarm clock. haha. ok, i'm going to read my novel now. yea! i like la la land (thats my macbook's name). &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-6639401710504701816?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6639401710504701816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=6639401710504701816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/6639401710504701816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/6639401710504701816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2008/07/going-for-camp-next-week.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-4625387141014082057</id><published>2008-07-12T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T06:32:14.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;very bored. i wanted to upload photos of my new laptop. Then i realised i was using mac and blogspot can't upload from iphoto. n i'm too lazy to export the photos. so i uploaded onto facebook, and whoever wants to see can click the links. haha, i love my macbook. although there are some minor inconveniences, like i can't use pplive, can't listen to music on baidu n yahoo now (i've got no idea why, don't know if it has to do with my browser or os. probably operating sys, cuz i tried firefox also can't play. but thank goodness i got sogou. haha.), don't have microsoft office (meaning i have to buy it separately. heart pain) and have to use adium in order to access qq, but otherwise, everything's fine. its got built in quite a lot of stuff n it can type japanese. haha. i think windows probably can too, just that maybe have to install the software or sth? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, since i'm on this topic, anyone who has microsoft 2008 home and student edition for mac, please contact me NOW! I want the real thing lah. can install on 3 computers, whoever don't need it anymore can sell to me. cheaper lah. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, i watched ep 1 of Maou yesterday and i think i like Nakatsu better. Cuter. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i really think i should learn japanese.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hm, I'm going to watch 周日八点党 already. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to teach someone who lives in cck. whoever got such tuition assignments can contact me also. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Facebook Links to Macbook!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=60712&amp;amp;l=fd55a&amp;amp;id=651620055&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-4625387141014082057?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4625387141014082057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=4625387141014082057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/4625387141014082057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/4625387141014082057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2008/07/very-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-7867457397254744719</id><published>2008-07-11T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:41:21.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at home now! yea! finished work last last week. and spent my days watching drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i watched heroes, hanazakari no kimidatchi (Jap 花样少年少女）, 命中注定我爱你 and Code Blue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Ikuta Toma is so cute in Hana Kimi! haha. Now i wish i can understand japanese. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cause those translations are not so accurate at times so it confuses me. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i want to learn Japanese.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and heroes is so disgusting. the skull being sawed off and chest being cut open. yucks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but its intriguing and exciting. but i think i won't like season 2. american shows always start to get boring in the next season. like now i find ugly betty BORING. and desperate housewives even more BORING. so i've switched to jap shows! haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;code blue got yamapi inside. but its now airing in japan so have to wait very long for each episode. its about doctors-in-training and a helicopter thats like an ambulance. although i think that an ambulance helicopter is not very practical when there's a major accident and its totally not cost effective but its just a show. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i want to learn japanese. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, i'm so bored at home, i decided to upload some photos, to make up for the lack of photos in my blog. in case people think i don't own a camera. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;these were taken on 2 Jul, at new york new york, we were celebrating ser's b'dae. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHcPxxNZRSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/56-CBAHcbIM/s1600-h/A+2nd+Dessert.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHcPxxNZRSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/56-CBAHcbIM/s200/A+2nd+Dessert.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221659640656905506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;erm...lets start with the dessert. haha, this is our 2nd dessert.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHcPyJurMzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sVBUFmwW2nk/s1600-h/Digging+In.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHcPyJurMzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sVBUFmwW2nk/s200/Digging+In.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221659647238943538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;digging in....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHci6FjUGdI/AAAAAAAAABc/VXZr1n88-1s/s200/Taking+Photo+of+Ser+Taking+Photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221680674277431762" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, all our food has arrived except lay's&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHci52_FdcI/AAAAAAAAABU/T_Xx8ktdWng/s200/Our+Feast!.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221680670367380930" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;our main courses&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHcPymfxfbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JPK5V3WapdU/s1600-h/Half-Way+Through....JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHcPymfxfbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JPK5V3WapdU/s200/Half-Way+Through....JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221659654961069490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i've finished eating, the rest are still munching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHcPy3XEeOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/d5YF2_brIa0/s1600-h/Happily+Eating.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHcPy3XEeOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/d5YF2_brIa0/s200/Happily+Eating.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221659659487967458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lay smiling at sth???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHcPzV9baSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YBZDVjFAfGw/s1600-h/Hungry+Jen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHcPzV9baSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YBZDVjFAfGw/s200/Hungry+Jen.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221659667701917986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jen is too hungry to look at me :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHcXfX3qbuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5BQiWENWWpg/s200/Munching+on+Her+Sandwich.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221668120710246114" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lay concentrating on her sandwich&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHcaBpbUlYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ABa1lH8Uivw/s200/Still+Eating+Happily.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221670908562019714" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eating happily!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHci5Oj_sPI/AAAAAAAAABE/GG4jYoJCEQk/s200/Surprised+Jen.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221680659516338418" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha...Jen is so funny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHci5mTYFYI/AAAAAAAAABM/U_W2EEw1Js8/s200/Superpower+Fu.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221680665889084802" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wow, fu has superpower!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj2w3m0-wwo/SHci6pt82FI/AAAAAAAAABk/9E2OZbk_18Y/s200/Talking+%26+Eating.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221680683985721426" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ser going to kiss fu?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, thats all i'm going to upload for today. now i'm going to watch maou! haha, got Toma inside. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-7867457397254744719?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7867457397254744719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=7867457397254744719' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-9152848388248806275</id><published>2008-04-15T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:37:33.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>busy. busy. busy now. with some little business of mine. haha. i hope it works out. at work now. this feels like an anniversary entry. i need sleep. haven't been sleeping much recently. n this has caused damage on my skin. -_-&lt;br /&gt;going to orchard this wk to buy polymer clay. very ex, cuz its imported from US. which reminds me again, why do i live in singapore? no good shows, no cheap n nice property, no resources. only the government is good.&lt;br /&gt;i want a laptop. my com seems to getting on age. its becoming slower..and...slower.....and.....slower.......&lt;br /&gt;can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;going back to work now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-9152848388248806275?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/9152848388248806275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=9152848388248806275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/9152848388248806275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/9152848388248806275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2008/04/busy.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-7611231315447701390</id><published>2007-03-28T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T22:26:59.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now...still at sch. waiting for cheerleading. n listening to To Zanakand. the final fantasy song lay sent me. i'm....bored and sad. cuz the piece is quite sad. melancholy. so now i feel like lying on bed and going to slp. instead of wasting my time doing stupid things. i think sleeping is much more productive. haiz.....its so cold now....at library. o...the rain has stopped. now wendy n yue qiu can go orchard without getting wet le. the piece finished le. now its over the rainbow. guitar is playing that for the concert. n i think i like the one in my ipod better.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should go back to playing minesweeper. cuz now i feel like crying. whatever. must be pms. i hope my brain shuts down sometimes. then don't have to think so much. i think i always talk crap when i'm blogging. but maybe thats why they invented blogs. for me to talk crap. another sad song. hiaz....but then i suppose its just right. rain, sad songs n lonely me. sometimes....the times when u feel most lonely is when you are amongst your friends. but i'm just sitting in the library with a bunch of strangers n siang ning n wendy. i think i've gone mental. too much studying. except i don't study much nowadays except on weekends. i usually sleep n eat n run to the mrt station. i need to wake up earlier. but so difficult. ok, i think i'll go back to playing minesweeper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-7611231315447701390?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7611231315447701390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=7611231315447701390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/7611231315447701390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/7611231315447701390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2007/03/now.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-614676118702315213</id><published>2007-03-08T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T21:47:01.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bored. bored. bored. that basically describes my current state of emotion. or perhaps it is a current state of absence of emotion. i'm waiting for harmo prac to start. it starts at 3.30. and now its 1.20. 1.21. should i be thankful that i'm only waiting for 2 hrs and not 3? tonight i'm going to a concert. at nus. its a harmo concert. and now i wish i can just go home and sleep. sleep is very essential to our growth and health. without health, there's no beauty. without beauty, there's no chance of concentrating on studies. without studies, there's no chance of getting A for A levels. (actually, we're just buying certificates from cambridge. the exams so ex. so i don't know why they don't just let us buy a A certificate. haha) without A levels, no chance of uni. without uni, no chance of working and earning lots of money. without lots of money, consumption would decrease. thus AD decreases. and unemployment increases and econ growth slows down. government cannot achieve aim of high and sustained economic growth. wah...no bad, i managed to revise my econs while waiting for harmo to start. such a meaningful way to spend time.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i've finished my introductory nonsense. lets touch on sth more interesting. like what i doing during march hols. basically i got piano camp piano. n this sun going to see the huang chen thing. i feel like sleeping now. yesterday sleep too little le. i slept at 1 plus. n woke up at 6.30 this morn. i was still hoping that yesterday my mom forgot to wash my sch uniform then i can i say i dun want to go to school. fat hope. haiz....bored.....&lt;br /&gt;just now i was looking at friendster. then i trying to find clues whether anyone i know having new romances or sth. i found traces of 1 romance. but then couldn't find the guy. dunno who he is. so i got bored and started looking at serene's pics. and found an ugly photo of myself there. should have told her to get a nicer pic from me. anyone want my photo? i can provide free. enlarged somemore. haha. ai ya, better not enlarge, later expose all my flaws.  not that i got a lot of flaws to begin with. i think i can hit myself on the head for being so narcissistic. -imagine liyue hitting herself on the head-&lt;br /&gt;i want to go kbox. i want to release my emotions. got a lot of emotions to release. cuz i'm an emotional person. haha. ok, not funny. i'm bored. as can be seen from this entry. omg. its only 1.35. haiz....my eyes are closing.....&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say le. i want to watch wu ming tian shi. 3D. going to end soon. i hope the sheh shi man choose the guy who's more handsome. the on the tux all the time. he seems more gentlemanly. n he likes her. unlike the guy she likes. i like her hair. maybe next time i get someone to go n perm hair with me. quite fun right. perm hair. never perm before.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go on vacation. i must get someone go on vacation with me after A levels. it would be so fun to go overseas without parents. but should be quite scary also. lay says go Japan. but the thing is.....none of us know Jap. so i suppose we just go there to get lost. but she say she got friend there. but i dunno if her friend know chinese or not. later we all end up speaking in sign language. not that i know how to speak sign language. but i suppose desperate circumstances call for desperate measures.&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking nonsense again. anyone who reads this will be like omg -rolls eyes- right. left. right. i wonder why they don't say left. like...i'm pretty left. instead of i'm pretty right. actually...i'm pretty neutral. no right nor left. i'm always an innocent bystander. just like that time i saw someone fall down the mrt track. it was so shocking. but i didn't help. cuz the man very big. than got another guy go n pull him up le. so i just watched. n hope the mrt doesn't come sonn cuz i don't want to witness a bloody scene.&lt;br /&gt;erm...this entry quite long, left. i didn't intend for it to be this long. o well whatever. i hope the reader had a nice time reading crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-614676118702315213?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/614676118702315213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=614676118702315213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/614676118702315213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/614676118702315213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2007/03/bored.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-116999126968008994</id><published>2007-01-28T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T05:34:29.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling.....not so good. a bit....depressed. cuz i went shopping today. n i never bought anything. ok, technically, i did buy a plate of chicken rice, a cup of guava juice, a clip, a purse and a few packets of DIY jewellry stuff. but thats it. i never bought anything else. n i went to bugis junction, bugis street, OG and Jurong Point. i find that a bit....depressing. i want to buy so many things...but...cannot find what i want leh. and....well...my shopping companion also not the best companion in the world. you know shopping....its all about getting the right people to go with you and having someone who will give comments and suggest stuff? well....shopping with my companion today has been....very....dry. she doesn't give much comments and just follow me around. haiz....i felt like i'm shopping alone and i accidentally brought my sister along. haha. ok, maybe thats a bit too extreme an example. but i suppose i got what i'm trying to say across. maybe its also to do with character. whatever. i'm feeling so grumpy now. n add to this all the homework i didn't do. that makes my mood even worse. coupled with stupid annoying stuff bugging my mind like econs file and....argh. whatever. i think i'm feeling worse. shouldn't writing it out like help you to channel your feelings n make you feel better? how come i feel like i'm not channeling out but in? whatever. n thats still that thing bout present bugging my mind. and all the tests. n spas. n cross country. n well....just stupid annoying stuff. o god, i wish i could just sleep now and wake up 100 yrs later. but the purse i bought was very nice. hehe. i think i'll feel like a rich lady carrying it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-116999126968008994?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116999126968008994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=116999126968008994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116999126968008994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116999126968008994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-116939509392252006</id><published>2007-01-21T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T07:58:13.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't have much time so i'll just take yet another excerpt from my journal. i'll just multi-use my entries. (sounds wrong. sound like i'm going to photocopy my journal entry and distribute it to everyone on the streets.)&lt;br /&gt;today i had buffet at sakura. and i'm very happy. cuz i got free lunch. hehe. actually its my dad's friend treat us one. i was looking forward to this day. for 2 reasons. first, i get to eat buffet and i love buffets cuz they always have very nice stuff that i can take and take and take. haha. second, i'm very curious bout how this guy who's my dad's friend's son who got 3 points and is now in nj looks like. i want to test out whether the saying "when God closes a door on you, he always open a window" is true or not. and in the end, i found that its true. he's not ugly, just....average. now i know why handsome guys who are smart are always in demand. cause they're short in supply. in econs, we learn that the demand curve is always downward sloping so the lesser the quantity of sth, the higher the price of it. (i think this is the wrong concept, but who cares, it means the same thing. haha) no wonder the heroine of novels with gorgeous capable guys always have to go through so much before she can get her prince.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm digressing. after lunch, me and a childhood friend who also got treated went to orchard since we had nth better to do. (which is not true at all but really, between studying and shopping, which would you choose? there's like...no competition at all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i end here. cuz i realise its 12 am and i have 6 hrs before i get up. my life is so bitter. so? get some sugar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-116939509392252006?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116939509392252006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=116939509392252006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116939509392252006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116939509392252006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dont-have-much-time-so-ill-just-take.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-116932338794819956</id><published>2007-01-20T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T12:03:07.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone is sleeping now. which is expected at 3.35 am. but i want to chat with someone....msn got no one. hm...actually got someone but i don't know who that person is. haha. i think bout half the people in my msn i don't who they are. people always change emails then add me so i keep losing track of who's who. just now i was reading my past journal entries and i found that actually my past entries are quite funny. didn't know i got such a sense of humor. haha. ok, here's an excerpt, since i got nothing better to do. ( which is so not true seeing as i got so much homework but hey, hardworking girl needs to relax for a while too. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.06.05   0152&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow...no, correction, today, i have dance. stupid dance. i don't even want to participate in the closing night. i bet i'll be bored to death tomorrow while waiting for my turn to be on stage. now, i'm very tired. i should be. its 2am in the morning after all. i was tidying up some papers just now and i saw....so much homework! still untouched! there's only 1 week left! oh my god. i think i'm going to hyperventilate. quick, send me to the hospital before i die of heart attack. 1 more week. i have only 1 more week left to finish up all my work, practise piano, revise chem, physics, pull up english, buck up maths and do tons of essays for sshist, so that i won't fail for o levels. i hate my life. i can't live for the moment. cause if i do, i won't be able to live for the future. why don't i have an iq of say, 200? then i won't be worried bout my results. anyway, i think i better sleep. if i can't get up tomorrow.....i'm dead. but i don't think they'll kick me out just because i didn't go, right? if they do kick me out.....its ok. except then i won't get my cca points. ok, this time i'll really stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.06.05   1854&lt;br /&gt;.....ok, the problem is this. i borrowed a book from the library 3 weeks ago,on 24th may to be exact and now its 4 days past its due date and i find that i can't find that book now. and i didn't even read it. its those kind of literary works i borrowed on whim and now i've lost it without even reading it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.06.05  0303&lt;br /&gt;i'm back. and i'm not ruined. not yet. maybe soon. if i don't finish 45 essay drafts, 18 history essay drafts, physics assignment, chinese article review, 3 ss essay drafts, english assessment book by tomorrow. i'm starting school on mon. i'm taking o levels this year. i'm having my prelims in 1.5 months time. and i'm still calm. i'm still lounging around reading novels. am i crazy? maybe i should see a psychologist. i mean, this behaviour can't be normal right? i thought i'm supposed to tear my hair out and cry all day long and suffer insomia because i can't stand the stress and am going to have a breakdown. instead, my hair is growing very well, its thick and abundant, no luck of it having being pulled out; i'm not snivelling under mountains of kleenex; i'm still sleeping well, in fact, i'm sleeping better. i do believe i have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.07.05   2335&lt;br /&gt;ok, its now july. 1 more month to prelims. i'm planning my timetable right now. the fact that i never follow timetables is not in my considerations now......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, those are just random parts n pieces i picked from my private journal. just thought it would be interesting to share all these thoughts i had at 16. n i think its quite funny. but maybe people would just find this boring. nvm, humor me, say that its very funny and that i have a terrific sense of humor. its a good deed to console a low self-esteem girl. she'll be eternally grateful to you. haha. ok, the low self-esteemed girl shall now go back to battling math n chem n a whole load of useless stuff she won't be using 5 years from now. except maybe when going to the market and she has to calculate how much 1kg of codfish and 1 kg of prawns cost together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-116932338794819956?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116932338794819956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=116932338794819956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116932338794819956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116932338794819956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2007/01/everyone-is-sleeping-now.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-116438266107460220</id><published>2006-11-24T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:37:41.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i. am. depressed. so don't talk to me. just leave me to be sad til i feel i can accept it. haiz....haiz....haiz...haiz X 10000000000. this shows the extent to which i'm depressed. no, don't comfort me, i just can't be comforted. but if there is monetary comfort.....i don't mind. haha. oops, i'm not supposed to laugh. i emphasize again. i. am. depressed. falling into depression soon. someone, pls donate money to me. i've decided. my new love is money. pls come to me money. don't ask me why i want money. i'm too depressed to talk about it. n i don't think anyone who reads my blog don't know anyway. i'm bored. n stressed. now i really sort of hate nyaa n project buddy n piano. cuz they prevent me from getting money. =( . 60 hrs of cip.oh god, how am i going to complete it in this hol? n i have to practise at least 1 hr of piano a day. n if i join harmoc, i still nd to spend time to practise harmonica. oh god, pls let me die. i think i'll be more comfortable. i think.........i am very bored n fed up n frustrated n i feel like doing cross stitch or those kind of wooden models or jigsaw puzzels. basically, just give me sth to occupy my mind totally. i feel like screaming. i think i'm going crazy. whatever, i'm visiting imh in dec anyway. maybe i'll bring my luggage along then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-116438266107460220?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116438266107460220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=116438266107460220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116438266107460220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116438266107460220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/11/i.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-116403561040271161</id><published>2006-11-20T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T07:13:30.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello...i'm back from the dead. haha. back from obs. n with gifts too. i brought back a jar of unopened orange jam, a jar of almost unopened peanut butter, 5 packets of maggie mee, a lot of packets of ovaltine n milo n coffee n isotonic drink n a few oranges, 1 packet of peanut butter crackers, 1 box of digestive biscuits, 1 apple, 1 can of tuna, 1 can of peanuts and 1 packet of sunsweet prunes. with all these food, its no wonder my backpack was heavier when i came back than when i went. but first, i must disclaim, i'm not a food thief. haha. we were given a lot of food as a watch then got a lot of leftovers after the course then no one wanted to bring it back so i brought back quite a lot. i think obs is quite a gd deal. i spent $20 for medical checkup and came back with that amt worth of food. haha. was obs fun? hm...ya, its quite fun. but its also very tiring. and uncomfortable. how can sleeping on grass be comfortable right? n eating canned beans and sardines with slightly charred rice luxurious? n looking out for wild boars relaxing? but rock climbing was fun. n though i now look like chocolate without the appetizing part, n my 4 limbs are full of bloodsuckers' traces, obs was certainly an extraordindary experience. we had jettyjumps, which was a bit scary, solo walks through the forest at night, runs through the rain and kayaking from one end of the island to another. n i washed cans for the the first time using sea water and experienced what its like to wash with many other pple on the same beach. the smell of sardine still seem to be on my hands...haha. ok, now i shall go n slp le. tmr i still have to do service learning for nyaa. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-116403561040271161?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116403561040271161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=116403561040271161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116403561040271161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116403561040271161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-116333784528719307</id><published>2006-11-12T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T05:24:05.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my last entry.&lt;br /&gt;before i go for obs. haha.&lt;br /&gt;tmr...i shall go to some island and be cut off from the world, living the life of a herbit, except i don't think herbits need to do rock climbing and abseiling, for 5 long days. to say the truth, i'm a bit worried. i nv really liked camps. though i don't mind the activities part. i just don't like the not-my-home-toilet part n not-my-bed part n a-lot-of-mosquitoes part n a-lot-of-pple-i-don't-know part n a-lot-of-things-to-carry part and very-hot-sun part n...ya, basically thats it. o, n the dunno-when-that thing-will-come part. n the dirtyness part. i don't mind the sweat. but i'd prefer not to go into swamps. n topography sounds....a bit boring. haha. anyway....this is a gd chance for my nyaa. it solves my problem of camp for nyaa. so now i only nd to worry bout what residential project and service learning i going to do. i think the residential project part can do the cls cip. thats what yue qiu said. hopefully can. then service learning....think i'll go back to the centre i went to for nyaa silver. i think they'll want free labour ba. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll have to miss quite a no. of lectures n piano n project buddy. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;today i went to apply for a job. its sales. those kind of push cart those kind. then the person say she sells dolls that are quite popular during christmas period and she sells it at quite a no. of places. so 3 of us say we wanna do cine. the pay's not bad. she say quite easy to sell. n we going to do for at least a mth. hope that we'll get the job. i think will ba. she said she need people urgently at cine, then i think not much pple want to do cine. at least, today when we went n saw a few other students also applying, they nv said they want cine. if not cine, west mall also can. but i just realised that if i get this job, then with project buddy, piano, theory n nyaa cip, i'm going to be very very busy this holiday. n lets not forget that i still have a ton of homework to complete and a list of my own things to do. gosh, am i trying to drive myself crazy? haha. ok, tonight i shall sleep early since i have to reach school at 7.30 tmr. so early. like going to sch. wait, i am going to sch. whatever, the meaning's there.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think in this whole camp i'll only know xianhui since most of the others r councillors n nyaa gold applicants i don't know. is that a gd or bad thing? my friend say that they'll split you up with pple from different schools. so i guess no matter who they split me up with, it makes no diff, seeing as i only know 1 person in the whole camp. haha. ok, i'll stop here. i've got no more nonsense to sprout. cya 1 wk later. or maybe just not cya forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-116333784528719307?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116333784528719307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=116333784528719307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116333784528719307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116333784528719307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-my-last-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-116264749331250390</id><published>2006-11-04T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T05:38:13.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala....i'm waiting. and waiting. and waiting. from response from my dear friends. so far only 1 has replied me with a definite time as to what time to meet tmr. and lay says she's free. of cuz she is. she's priceless. haha. so anyone want to buy her can just take her. no need to dig into the wallet. anyway, i'm digressing here. actually, i don't think i'm digressing since i never started on anything solid yet. i've just started on sth watery. ok, i think i'm mad. muz be all that pw. and sleep. today i woke up at.....wonder of wonders, 1 plus. mind you, its 1pm plus. no wonder my mind is abit unfocused. all that sleep can really undo oneself. but strictly speaking, i didn't sleep that much cuz i slept at 5 this morn. very early right. haha.&lt;br /&gt;haiz....i'm bored. i wanted to blog a few days ago. and i wanted to start off with sth like i wanna scream. but then too lazy. and i dunno what i would have put down here if i had blogged then. probably sth i would regret. i'm always regretting. well....they do say life is full of regrets.&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden no exam to worry about i'm feeling so.......lost. no goal. nvm....who said that life must be full of goals. i'm rambling now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i read xian hui's blog and she said she want to slim down by 10 kg. i'm not so ambitious lah. 5 would be sufficient for me. haha. what is a balanced diet? a balanced diet is a cookie in each hand. haha. i'm on a seafood diet. i eat when i see food. the 2nd day of the diet is always better than the 1st. by the 2nd day you're off it.&lt;br /&gt;i think if we go by these quotes, we would nv cut off those kilos man. hm...what shall i say now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm rather looking forward to tmr. i'm going to wear a skirt. cuz i can't stand looking at myself in the mirror wearing pants. i'd be so depressed. i'm going to wear earrings. hm...and don't tie my hair. and....why am i telling the whole world how i intend to dress?&lt;br /&gt;lets talk bout pw. thats a safe topic. at least, currently it is. a few days ago it wasn't. haha. i just asked 2 of my grp mates how they find the new template and they are in agreement with me. cool. now our presentation looks so much more professional and interesting. but i think some slides look a bit bare. must discuss with them whether they want to put more points in 1 slide. then i think we nd more graphic orgranisors. in our whole presentation, there's only 1 mind map and 1 flow chart. a bit....monotonous ya. not much variety. though i must say we have some gd pics. haha. i want the latest version of microsoft powerpoint. the old version is so very inconvenient. the new version got so much more features and cool aimation. look like i can only change the animation on mon.&lt;br /&gt;argh....i just remembered sth. our cls is going to ms goh's house on mon. but what bout our op? we haven had a chance to mt these few days. if we don't mt on mon too, how are we going to accomodate the timing and everything?&lt;br /&gt;alright, now i'm ending this entry since i'm obviously at a loss of words. but not a loss of appetite. unfortunately. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-116264749331250390?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116264749331250390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=116264749331250390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116264749331250390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116264749331250390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/11/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-116142669911602931</id><published>2006-10-21T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T03:31:39.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow...such a long time since i last blogged. i'm thinking bout deleting this blog. a bit bored by this blog already. haha. ok, i've really got nth much to say. am i supposed to say all that what hope 25 will be together, what hope we all be happy etc? hm...no, i won't say that. that would be too repetitive, wouldn't it. all i can say is...its up to fate...what will happen, what is going to remain...who cares. not like i can change anything if i worry. oops. does that sound coldhearted...later i get retribution for not being caring. anyway...after reading so many sad, melancholy blogs, i feel like writing bout sth more lively and postitive. all those blogs make me feel like i'm going to fall into depression. haha. ok, now, i'll list the things i'm going to do from now til 31st Dec 2006. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*go shopping (its been a long time since i wore a decent skirt and heels and behaved like a teenager...)&lt;br /&gt;*tie up all the loose ends of my schwork (argh)&lt;br /&gt;*find job find job find job (while i'm still young i should make most use of my time)&lt;br /&gt;*do cip do cip do cip (for that troublesome and tiring and stupid nyaa)&lt;br /&gt;*celebrate fu b'dae&lt;br /&gt;*go ice skating (in fact, i'm going nxt fri)&lt;br /&gt;*read lots of good novels (romance, mystery, fantasy, triller, you name it)&lt;br /&gt;*practise piano til my fingers rot (which is pretty unlikely)&lt;br /&gt;*watch lots of drama (korean and taiwan, mostly)&lt;br /&gt;*exercise exercise exercise (i don't wanna gain another few kg this hol)&lt;br /&gt;*do cross stitch (yea, i miss it)&lt;br /&gt;*finish up on lay's sis cross stitch(oops lay, that seems to due years ago)&lt;br /&gt;*learn how to make sushi and other nice food&lt;br /&gt;*read times (improve gp?)&lt;br /&gt;*make handicraft&lt;br /&gt;*do hw &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...that seems to be a lot right...i wonder if i got so much time to finish everything. &lt;br /&gt;btw, i almost forgot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Happy Deepavali!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm...now i really got nothing to write anymore. &lt;br /&gt;haiz...i miss...china n sec sch friends. i don't think i'll be going back to china le. although i really want to...but my dad says no then no lor. last year also like that. tsk tsk. always cancel at the last min. make me excited then disappoint me again. nvm, at least then can save the air ticket and i can make more money during that time. haha, so for the IMH cip right, no need to consider me le. i'm free anytime, anywhere, to...not anyone. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-116142669911602931?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/116142669911602931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=116142669911602931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116142669911602931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/116142669911602931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/10/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-115556962024929993</id><published>2006-08-14T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T08:33:40.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes...i think...how would my life be different if i had gone for all those leadership posts and being as active in school activities. i regret at times, not putting down my insecurities and going for all those student leadership stuff. i'm not sure why but i think there's a part of me that likes to take risks and go for novelties. sometimes...i just feel like shocking people with my actions and words. haha...what a weird person i am. do i envy those who possess good grades and leadership roles? i think, yes, i do. today while i was waiting for theory lesson to start, i saw a RV senior who's now in Hwa Chong. she was from the same cca as me last time and lives very near my teacher's house. i've seen her going home quite a few times and we are aquaintances. as in i know of her existence, she knows of my existence. but i think i understand her better than she knows me. she was quite a well known person in sec sch, seeing as she's in 2 ccas and in both she's done very well and she took triple science and was in the best cls of her level. i've always been amazed at her ability to manage going for competitions and performances and getting all As. she has a pardon my use of words here but she really does have damn good time management. and she got into hci too. i'm still astonished. anyway, today i saw her and i just got a bit envious. i wonder how her life is like. does she enjoy it? it seems so glorious on the outside. does she enjoy having so much achievements? what is her goal in life? is it to get into one of those top international universities and major in something professional like medicine or law and continue putting down awards in her life story? at times...i regret, because i feel i have wasted my 17 years of school life. like i didn't grab opportunities that are only available in ur school life. like...i've passed 17 years without really knowing whats going on. haha. i think...if i were given another chance, maybe i'd do things differently. i'd choose to be a plant. haha. no no, maybe a vampire. vampire seems so cool. then recently i was reading this novel about a vampire. not buffy the vampire slayer, i nv read buffy. don't know why i couldn't click with her. haha. maybe cuz she's a vampire slayer. and i think vampires can be so cool sometimes. i emphasize on the sometimes. i don't hope to have an encounter with one because of my irrational words. i like kind vampires. which is kind of nonsense, since who doesn't like kind people. haha. ok, i think i'm being a bit irrelevant here. maybe it could be cuz its the time of the month. so i'm being a bit nonsensical and stupid, typing all these stuff that has absolutely no link at all. god, i think i should improve on my english. how come i feel like there are some meanings i wish to convey but i can't get them right across. i mean, across right. oh no, this is terrible. anyway, i should and sleep le. if not i will faint tmr. from lack of sleep. and thinking too much. uh oh, i just remembered there's chem pre spa tomorrow and i haven't looked through yet. never mind, with my intelligence, =P i shall read on the mrt. and hope i don't fall aslp. i must really go and sleep already, if not my pretty face will be full of dark cicles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-115556962024929993?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115556962024929993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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finished changing my layout. this layout seem so melancholy, so sad right. but the girl really very nice. very pretty. just like me. hahaha. i think today i'm so inefficient. other than doing pw stuff, i've not done anything else. that is if that anything else doesn't include eating burger king, eating fries, going to the toilet, reading novels, chatting with lay, planning to go out nxt sat, telling joanne how to come my house, sleeping, brushing my teeth, doing 1 qn of integration. i mean 1 part of 1 qn of integration. haha. o no, i think i won't be able to finish the 2 econs essay tmr. my pw grp coming my home tmr. have to tidy my room. but no nd to go out. so wonderful. actually, still nd to go out lah, since i have to fetch them. by the way, i must remind everyone from 25/06. pls hand in the 2 econs essay on mon, and i mean both part a and b of the 2 essays. one of them is the shell and texaco, the N00 paper of market structure ws. the ws is the one wih essay qn on first page, data response on the rest of the pages. the other one is the one you all copied during chem tutorial, the on bout monopoly characteristics one. i know i'm not going to get every script on mon, but i still hope, hope, that everyone will hand in. haha. seem like a rather hopeless hope. nvm, i'm a patient person. shall chase 1 by 1. hahaha. ok, i think i better start on 1 of the essays else i won't finish by tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-115539939134374383?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115539939134374383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=115539939134374383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/115539939134374383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/115539939134374383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-115514148600469610</id><published>2006-08-09T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T09:51:59.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok...its been like a few months since i last blogged. i don't even know if anyone even visits this blog anymore. haha. but now i'm doing homework, oscillations tutorial actually and just got this urge to blog. &lt;br /&gt;i know that i changed a lot these few...well, weeks, i suppose. i know i shocked a lot of people. and i know they discuss about me secretly. which is kind of ironic. haha, its supposed to be secretly but how do i know? cause i'm omnipresent. haha. anyway, i don't mind, i don't care how people look at me and i know its cause they're surprised by my sudden and abrupt change. to me, its no big surprise. i've always been such a character. which is like so vague. haha. what character? well, i would safely say that i'm a person who is determined and once i start on something, i expect the best and nothing else and i finish what i start. if once i decide i want to change my life, then my life would thus be what i want it to be from then on, with no surprises, no sudden changes. i dislike sudden changes in plans as it disrupts all that i have in mind. i suppose i can also say that i'm an efficient person. in some matters. i like to multi-task, even when watching tv. i remember i used to cross-stitch and watch tv at the same time. even eating and watching tv is better than just sitting there and watching tv. no wonder i grow fat so easily. haha. well,thats what i suppose i can say what my character is partly like, since i've lived with myself for 17 yrs and 3 months. and i'm with myself for 24 hrs a day. &lt;br /&gt;so maybe thats y, when a few weeks ago i decided to change the way my life works, the way my life runs, everything has been going according to how i want it. and thats with order. some people thought its just a sudden urge thing, just what we would say san fen zhong ri du. but i don't do 3-minute stuffs. and maybe thats why when they see i didn't go back to how i was, they were surprised. what i would like to express here is, judgements should not be made without thorough observation and first hand information. who knows what i really think? who asked me what i think? who observed me 24 hrs a day? what everyone knows is what i tell them and what they see. but have have they seen everything? are they sure they know everything? i'm not offended about the 'speaking behind my back thing'. and some did try to understand and everything. but sometimes...people just don't want to talk, you know. what caused me to change, what brought about the change is not what u need to know. i understand the concern and i appreciate it but i don't really want to talk. i just want to do my part in making the lives of the people around me better. &lt;br /&gt;and...just to say something, i...well...really don't like people to make judgements of me without asking me my inner thoughts first. and i don't like people to give advice to me when really they have no idea what are my true feelings, my most unmasked emotions. sometimes, i may be a bit exaggerated but i don't really mean what i say. most of the time, i say them for fun, because thats what a normal sane person would say. and perhaps i do have a little bit of that feeling but not strong enough that a lecture is needed. my horoscope is taurus. and guess what? taurus people emphasize on material comfort. they need materialistic luxury. yes, i do dream that i'll get rich one day, that i'll live in a bungalow, that i'll have 10 cars in my garage. but hello, those are dreams. i know that will never happen. unless i marry a rich handsome guy. haha. but i know that although i fantasize bout all these, they are all castles in the air. what i truly want in my heart is just a steady job, with a steady income and a tall enough average-looking guy who loves me. i just hope to live comfortably without financial worries and whether or not my husband is having an affair. marrying a young, rich and handsome guy is pretty tough cause you have to scrutinise his every action and worry about other woman snatching him away. such a tiresome life i don't want. not that i haven't thought about marrying such a guy before. haha. i'm a teenager ,hello, what can i do but fantasize bout how my future is going to be? its so full of possibilities so why can't i fantasize that i'm going to live in a beautiful bungalow and enjoy life everyday? haha. i think if i really were to have such a life, i'd be bored to death. my nature doesn't allow me to enjoy such a life. i believe even if i have a lot of money, i'd still go to work, i'd still take the public transport cause work keeps me occupied, public transport helps to save the environment. imagine how a car is harming the ozone layer and worsening the greenhouse effect. do you know that a reduction in just 5% of global energy use would save us the equivalent of over 10 million barrels of oil a day? thats what chevron says anyway. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i like this quote:Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.&lt;br /&gt;very true, isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;'Do not envy the one you admire most, instead, try to make yourself one that can be envied'&lt;br /&gt;this is good too. do i envy others? yup. of course. who hasn't envied other people? but envy does not equate unsatisfactory. i may envy, yes, but i'm happy with my life now. i know i have many that others do not. and i know many things are not what they seem on the surface. sometimes...please look beyond the surface although i know its hard since i do so much just to hide the truth. haha. is that irony? paradox? whatever. i don't do literature. anyway, to end this entry off, judge me all you want but keep the verdict to yourself. or just stop the judgement and accept me for what i am. i'll try not to hide but its hard...i'm a very private person. haven't i said that before? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real contest is always between what you've done and what you're capable of doing.  You measure yourself against yourself and nobody else.&lt;br /&gt;     - Geoffrey Gaberino&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-115514148600469610?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/115514148600469610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=115514148600469610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/115514148600469610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/115514148600469610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-114900587800098875</id><published>2006-05-30T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T09:17:58.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just read a few of the cls people's blogs. and how come recently everyone seems to be very emotional and full of those da dao li. and love. what zhu fu and what fang qi and all those deep stuff. maybe i should start too. haha. but whatever, i can't be bothered. and even if i got emotional, i won't write it here. i got a secret. actually, i keep a private journal. haha. i think i'm a very private person, a secretive person. so don't expect to know my thoughts. its a secret. just like your vote. 5 years down the road. i can't vote. now, 5 yrs later, 10 yrs or even50 years later. in singapore i mean. the reason is a secret. haha. anyway, i'm bored. i suppose it tells. hm, i've decided. i shall write in perfect grammer from now on. in this way, i can tell my parents, hey, i'm practising my essay skills, for future general paper essays. i learn to voice my opinions through my blog and how to make informed and logical comments about all sorts of issues. so, now, i shall make an opinion about life, about love, about growing. ok, basically, i feel that the most important, most critical, most essential of living is to be able to live happily. who cares about living meaningfully. there are so many people out there who lives meaningfully, what does it matter if there's 1 person less who doesn't? as long as u are happy who u are, and have no regrets, no guilts, i feel you have lived life to the fullest. and this thing about listening to the head or the heart, i think thats a very debatable and circumstantial issue. it depends on the situation, and the benefits of listening to the head or heart. i feel, for different people, its different bout what they should listen to. another thing i'd like to express my feelings bout is that i feel that we will become confused often throughout our lives. we lose sight of who we are, what we want and who we want to be sometimes. i think its all part of maturing and finding our true self. especially during the teenage years, we get more easily confused and emotional because thats when we change from a child to an adult. it doesn't matter how unhappy or confused or a better word would be pang huang you are, but one thing we must remember is to believe in ourselves. believe that we'll have the strength and ability to walk out of this fog. the road to discovery was never easy. if not, why else did marie curie took so long to discover the cure for dunno what disease and then in the end die herself. i think i did a very good job about voicing my opinions. but the example is a bit weak. i forgot what did marie curie do. she and her husband, dunno what they did. that proves that i need to do more reading. as mrs sudhir has said. i feel, i think, i strongly believe, that i will fail my gp. at this rate. anyway, didn't i say that my thoughts are secret? so why did i write all those philosophical stuff down? i don't intend to be a philosopher. i just intend to be a pig. haha. i think pigs live a charmed live. maybe i shall beg god to reincarnate me as a pig or any other animal when i die. they live so easily. and die so quickly too. haha. whats the point of living so long? we just waste life away. right? like what i'm doing now. i'm wasting time here when i have to go and wash my...well...its a secret. haha. nvm, i shall reveal my secret. i have to go and wash my undergarments. a bit late but thats ok, rather late then never right. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-114900587800098875?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114900587800098875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=114900587800098875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114900587800098875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114900587800098875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-just-read-few-of-cls-peoples-blogs.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-114884526932591702</id><published>2006-05-28T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T12:41:09.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k, i got nothing to do. haha, so i shall blog again, to make up for the days i didn't blog but of course i won't blog 1 entry got 1 day i missed. that would be crazy. and i don't see whats so not bad bout quotes. the quotes i quote are all so fun, and humorous, its entertainment. and it makes sense. haha. hiaz...really very bored now. i want to eat chocolate. yesterday i bought a bar of choc, i mean, sat, now is already mon, anyway, sat i bought a bar of choc, then i cannot let my mom or sister see, or else my mom will look disapprovingly at me and say what already so many dou dou already still eat choc. and what choc no good, then later my sis eat too much choc...blah blah blah. so i hid it very well. haha...at the back of the fridge, behind all the plastic bags. i'm so clever. &lt;br /&gt;i want to make money. cuz i want to buy...a lot of things. let me see, i want to buy a jacket, a pair of flat heeled shoes, meaning sneakers of those kind that lay is wearing and...a white t-shirt and...i really want a canon digicam. hehe, i know i already have a digicam but its so lousy and its not mine anyway. i want to save to buy a canon or nikon one, those kind that is really very good one, quite professional one. our first digicam was not bad, but my dad lah, he go and drop it on the floor, twice somemore. in the end, its spoilt and takes 100 plus to repair so my dad say might as well buy new one. then we bought a creative one and i say thats a bad choice. should have known creative is no gd at cameras. its mp3 player is not even durable, how could it be gd at cameras. and o ya, i want a mackintosh laptop in future. haha. but i wonder if mac sys will dl stuff easily or not. but very pretty...&lt;br /&gt;i think maybe i should sleep le. its already 3.37 am. i'm such an early bird. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-114884526932591702?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114884526932591702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=114884526932591702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114884526932591702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114884526932591702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/k-i-got-nothing-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-114884002468152702</id><published>2006-05-28T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T12:09:43.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i was born to be the wrong mammal. i'm more fitted to be an owl, given how much i love the night. but is an owl a mammal? does it lay eggs? i think so. so i think i'm basically born to be the wrong being. i think i should have been immortal. haha. i think i said last time i would sleep early and all that but so far, i don't seem to be sleeping early. the earliest i've slept these 2 wks is11, and thats because i was sick. now, its middle of the night, and all's quiet except for the sound of the keyboard. doesn't this sound errie? seems like the right scene for a horror movie. haha, but i'm not scared. i'm a very brave, cute, intelligent , pretty girl so of cause i'm not scared. because i'm cute, the ghosts will be bu she de to come and find me, and because i'm intelligent, i don't do stupid stuff like scaring myself with my overun imagination and since i'm pretty, the ghosts will be so overwhelmed with my beauty they don't want to try and scare me. haha. thats whats good bout being me.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the holidays are here and i'm so excited. because i get to sleep all i want! thats the best thing bout holidays, can slp and slp and slp. then i will look even prettier. =P but got quite some homework. and have to really study le cuz although i'm intelligent, i'm not a genius so of course need to revise and catch up on all that tutorials. so far...i've done about 2 questions of summation of series class assessment. haha. its not a lot but at least i did something right. and i filed all my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;o ya, that sat, which is last sat, after the funtasia, we all went and had sushi tei, instead of fish and co cause they say very ex and not very nice. we took some pics also. don't have my photo, and i know everyone is dying to see my pic but i shall leave some of the limelight to others, after all, the light is only so small and i'm a very modest person. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="125" alt="string;" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i48/yue-pearl/20%20may%202006/Photo-0082.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lay....pretending to be a teacher (thank goodness its pretending, if she's really a teacher, then i pity her students...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="string;" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i48/yue-pearl/20%20may%202006/Photo-0081.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she decided to explain what all those jap stuff mean but i don't think we were listening then. we were more busy laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="string;" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i48/yue-pearl/20%20may%202006/Photo-0080.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, our darling lay sze...with her noble dream of being a servant to education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="string;" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i48/yue-pearl/20%20may%202006/Photo-0086.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats this? don't photograph me, i'm just a poor citizen, not a star so don't bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="string;" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i48/yue-pearl/20%20may%202006/Photo-0083.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that supposed to be surrender or requesting to answer the professor's qn? i'm mystified...but i think, thats a call for the waitress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i48/yue-pearl/20%20may%202006/Photo-0085.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waving...and waving to catch who's attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="string;" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i48/yue-pearl/20%20may%202006/Photo-0089.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea...my desert...i even gave some limelight to the food i eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="string;" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i48/yue-pearl/20%20may%202006/Photo-0090.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our desert...what a variety right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="string;" src="http://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i48/yue-pearl/20%20may%202006/Photo-0087.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now to end off, lets guess....who's hands are these? not mine, mine are...more proportionate to my height. meaning my hands are bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good essay is 10% inspiration, 15% perspiration, and 75% desperation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-114884002468152702?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114884002468152702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=114884002468152702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114884002468152702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114884002468152702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-think-i-was-born-to-be-wrong-mammal.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i69.photobucket.com/albums/i48/yue-pearl/20%20may%202006/th_Photo-0082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-114805058937335213</id><published>2006-05-19T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T08:00:10.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is fri. and its 15 mins more to 11. according to my mom, the best time for growing is from 11 to 3 at night. or is 12 to 3? doesn't matter around there anyway. i dunno where she read it from but thats supposed to be so. so i think i shall sleep early tonight. because i've been hoping, and still hoping, that i can grow taller. then again, according to her, later sleepers get fat easily. she says thats why night shift people always get fat easily. i wonder how she know. did she collect statistics? anyway, 47.2% of all statistics are false.&lt;br /&gt;so, i decided to trust her and therefore i've decided to turn over a new leaf. i shall sleep early everynight and wake up early every morning. maybe then i can grow vertically and not horizontally. they say the early bird gets the worm. but i not bird. and the second mouse gets the cheese. according to the who moved my cheese.&lt;br /&gt;so then, on my road to a new height, i've decided to cut down my intake of chocolates, potato chips, oily food and fattening food. hopefully, very hopefully, i can keep by this decision. but tomorrow then i'm going to eat a lot already. nvm, i shall not eat breakfast then. then go nj eat my breakfast and lunch. but they say breakfast very very important. it makes up dunno how much percent of ur daily energy. i shall eat lightly then.&lt;br /&gt;o ya, today is the bball match for our school against hci. and we lost. i never go and watch but i heard we lost and that the match is not as exciting as the volleyball one. nvm, we got volleyball champion already so we'll just let hci get the bball champion. haha, if everyone is the champion, who shall be the runner-up? if everyone is the winner, who shall be the loser? so, we are so kind to sacrifice ourselves to let others get the glory. xi sheng xiao wo, wan cheng da wo, is our motto, non mihi solum ya.  haha. this is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where there's a will, there's a way. And where there's a way, then there's usually a stop sign somewhere along the road."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-114805058937335213?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114805058937335213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=114805058937335213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114805058937335213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114805058937335213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-is-fri.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-114795706818800063</id><published>2006-05-18T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T05:57:48.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is your birthday day 16 of the month??&lt;br /&gt;Your Life&lt;br /&gt;You always follow the good and the right instead of listening to your heart.In another word, you are a perfectionist. You care for every word people say about you. You often seen isolated while you are,by nature, curious and a dreamer who is ready to get over the edge to make&lt;br /&gt;your dream comes true&lt;br /&gt;Your Love&lt;br /&gt;You often fall in love with a person who is much different from you, in age and other aspects. Your relationship grows on friendship. Love at fist sight is not your style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm....this is what i'm supposed to be. but how i come i think its rather not true?&lt;br /&gt;yea, 1 more day then the week's over then can rest for 2 days. but sat i'm going out. going to the nj funtasia thing with fu. only. lay got sch on sat. so weird. hc so bad. then she cannot go. so sad. then after the funtasia we all going to have dinner. at...fish and co.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i think i'll go and research for gpp and practise my piano. nth else to say le. but i think the OM mr sim very forgetful and weird. maybe cuz he's old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since light travels faster than sound, people appear bright until you hear them speak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-114795706818800063?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-114778930599291371</id><published>2006-05-16T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T07:55:32.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea! today is my birthday! so happy birthday to me! haha, lame. anyway, thanks to all who have presented their wishes. i have kept it properly and hopefully i dun lose it. thanks to joyce, wendy, yue qiu,sharon, yvonne, siang ning for that voodoo doll. its cute. although its not as cute as me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, other than the fact that today is my b'dae and i received a present, there's basically nth much to be happy bout today. in fact, today is one of my unlucky days. haiz...the story starts frm this morning...........&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to bring my wallet. so i went back and took my wallet and asked my dad to fetch me, cause i thought it would be faster. in the end, wendy and i waited for like 10 min for his lorry (wendy was late with me cuz she came out of the mrt cuz she thought it wld be faster) and when we reached school, its already 7.38. am. dun understand why the school has to start so early. not like starting a little bit later will die. anyway, we were late. and since this is my 3rd time being late, i got to do cwo this thurs. i think i'm the first to do 2 cwo in 2 wks time. what a record breaker. so then, i thought the rest of the day would pass smoothly and nothing else would happen. unfortunately, reality often differs from dreams. ya, the thought that i'd pass the day smoothly is obviously a dream. today after pe, when we going back home, i discovered sth. i couldn't find my ez-link card. what a wonderful surprise to end my day. i suspect its with the discipline guy, that mr sim. i hope i couldn't find it cause he forgot to return it to me after he scanned my ez-link for being late. anyway, that guy is so bad. he never asked why i was late. we was prepared to say traffic jam, but he nv ask for the reason so we didn't have a chance to tell him. so then, i had to purchase a standard ticket since i couldn't go back to sch and ask, seeing as its close to 7 then. pm, i mean. o my, i was in sch for nearly 12 hrs. so scary. hiaz...if its not with mr sim, then that means i've lost my ez-link, that means i have to go to all the trouble of making a new one.&lt;br /&gt;so....i think my birthday has been very eventful. too eventful. i live in constant fear of what would happen nxt for the rest of the day til 12 am. even now, i'm worried whether my com will suddenly break down. touch wood, touch wood.&lt;br /&gt;and tmr i there's spa and chem test. i'm getting a headache just thinking bout tmr. first, we have pe, and our pe tch just so happens to be very strict and tough. then we have chem test. then we have spa. then goodness there's no cca tomorrow or i would die. my luck better turn for the better tmr else my spa is going to be wrecked. ok, end of story. but if my ez-link is really lost, thats so sad...o well, at least i'm better off than sundaram. he lost his wallet 5 times in 2 years. so i suppose i should be glad this is only ez-link. ok, i shall think on the bright side of life. always think on the bright side of life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-114778930599291371?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114778930599291371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=114778930599291371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i blog and reveal how special it is. =D&lt;br /&gt;so now, its 10.25 pm. and i haven done my chem tutorial. and tomorrow there's a 2hr tutorial session. and spa is on wed. and chem test is on wed too.&lt;br /&gt;hiaz...i think...jc life equals to no life.&lt;br /&gt;so what did i do on mother's day for my mom? actually, i did nothing. i wanted to treat her to dinner at any restaurant she likes but then she say we're going to have steamboat to celebrate my b'dae early. so in the end, i didn't treat her and it was not the celebration of mother's day but my b'dae. but i decided to treat her nxt sun. and she say ok. but i no money. nvm, i'll worry bout it when the day comes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;o my, i just heard on the radio that jun yang has released song titled sha sha de sei. cool, just hearing the title, i think i like the song already. haha...anyway, i found some cool quotes on the web so i decided to post 1 every post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think there is good in everybody, you haven't met everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-114770366589130633?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114770366589130633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=114770366589130633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114770366589130633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114770366589130633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/today.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-114754703885920747</id><published>2006-05-13T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T12:16:15.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished changing the layout. and i think i can sleep while typing this halfway. its now 2.50 am on Mother's Day and i haven slept. yet. So, since its mother's day, i shall wish all mothers a wonderful day ahead. meanwhile, i got a feeling i won't have a wonderful day. i still got to do gpp, chem tutorial, physics tutorial, article commentaries for gp, etc...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't do any hw today and yesterday. today i slept for most of the day cuz i was a bit sick. flu. then feel like sleeping. so i slept. but i'm still so tired. as for yesterday, lay, ser, jen and me went out. we went to eat pepper lunch, then walked around and took some photos. actually, i'm the only one taking photos. haha. i must fufil my duty as a ps member so i'm practising my photography skills as i take photos. i think. i take not bad photos. haha. maybe i have got a talent in such area, only i haven discovered it. it was there all these years, waiting for me and others to discover. perhaps, i will become a world renowned photographer in a few years and my photos will be in every exhibition. haha. as if. i dun want to be a photographer anyway. i want to have a job that can make a lot of money. anyway, here are some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4923/793/320/Photo-0048.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pepper lunch's sign, advertising their dunno what plate thing, can heat to 260 degrees celsius one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4923/793/320/Photo-0045.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha....so cute, the 4 cups. and isn't that ser? how come she's in the pic? haha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4923/793/200/Photo-0050.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;please do not smoke in an air-conditioned place. personally, i think that they shld put that sign everywhere, even on trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="185" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4923/793/200/Photo-0052.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;don't interrupt me, i'm making a very important phone call, if my prices of my stocks fall, its all your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4923/793/320/Photo-0056.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;lets choose something to present to our dear ah ma....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4923/793/320/Photo-0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 2 serenes! how come? because i took the mirror image of ser with my gd photography skills. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-114754703885920747?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114754703885920747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=114754703885920747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114754703885920747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114754703885920747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-finished-changing-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-114603680264515387</id><published>2006-04-26T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T00:33:22.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am bored....long time nv update le. now at free acess room wearing time away. Actually its now photographic society time and we're supposed to discuss some photo project for the ps camp this fri. but...since we've not decided to go anyway...we decided to take pictures at our own leisure time then combine. so basically, we're slacking now.&lt;br /&gt;Nxt wk will be very busy. got a lot of test and napfa and everything. ok, got nth to say now. i'm a very lazy person. .so maybe thats y i've not been updating. Its aj idol finals this fri, then...a lot of people say its not nice but got nth to do anyway so might as well go. ok, now i really got nth to say le. so....i think i go n surf other websites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-114603680264515387?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114603680264515387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=114603680264515387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114603680264515387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114603680264515387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-114329579581193225</id><published>2006-03-25T05:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T06:09:55.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok...i'm finally blogging, after so long. haha. anyway, happy b'dae, jen!&lt;br /&gt;today we went out to celebrate her b'dae then we gave her a billabong wallet and we all went to jack's place for lunch. hm....basically, thats the very very short version of what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;i'm very tired.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we already have our classes and i still don't know if i like my cls. but i don't have the inclination to go to sch n socialise. i find it very tiring. socialising. its like doing things all over again. then...i don't really like my teachers, don't really like my cls. what do i like anyway? haha.&lt;br /&gt;i know y i don't like my cls le. i'm all of a sudden enlightened. cuz i have to spend energy to socialise but in the previous cls, seem like everything just clicked. socialising becomes an enjoyment n not a chore. i don't have to smile because of courtesy but cuz i really find that funny.&lt;br /&gt;very bored now. i'm feeling very weird now. nvm, i'll get over this period of weirdness. hopefully. what if i permanently remain in this mood? then i think i'll get depression. haha. but i nv give birth. n where got stress? haha. i think i'm talking crap. n i think i'm becoming a spendthrift. i see everything also feel like buying. i must have forgotten i don't earn money.&lt;br /&gt;i joined photographic society. then we all went for their adobe session thing. then quite fun but i think they teach too limited things. i want to explore on my own. but i got no adobe....i want adobe...i want adobe...i want adobe....i want a lot of things. unlimited wants. haha. limited resources. willing to buy, no ability to buy. why am i talking bout econs. cuz econs is fun. n logical. but going to get tougher. i can forsee that. this is lame. haha. money money. i'm set my goal le. thats to make a lot of money. so i can buy a lot of things i want. which is a stupid goal. cuz who doesn't want to make a lot of money. but its not within our control how our life goes. so that means, the amt of money i make will also not be in my control lah. nvm, i shall save. i shall be a thrifty girl. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-114329579581193225?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114329579581193225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=114329579581193225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114329579581193225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114329579581193225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/03/ok_25.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-114154181006297045</id><published>2006-03-04T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:57:05.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now playing minesweeper with wu han. and feeling very bored. also listening to JJ's hui you na me yi tian. haiz...tmr is orientation le. 2nd intake orientation. and i'm so not feeling like going. there's no freshness anymore. that wu han, keep asking me to be faster. she is so impatient. anyway, i was saying that really don't feel like having what orientation and stupid games and self-intro again. i think i'd be so bored tmr. now i can't be so slack anymore. must buck up le. 2 years will be very fast. and soon a levels will come. what will happen in 2 yrs? who knows. will we still be in touch? i hope so.&lt;br /&gt;so now, i must adjust my attitude and thoughts and get tp work!&lt;br /&gt;but before that, i shall enjoy my last 2 wks of relaxation while i can. o, and as a last thought, i'm really worried bout my standing broad jump for nafa. muz get silver leh...i'm dead le....hiax. i also want to slim down...but so far, its a futile attempt. haha. nvm, i shall continue to work hard. =P&lt;br /&gt;hiax...still very bored.&lt;br /&gt;feeling a bit sad now. mood swings...haha, i know, its coming. now listening to e zuo ju, the song frm the e zuo ju zi wen. so nice....a lot of pple didn't get their first choice. then everyone is going different ways. all thanks to moe. and to say the truth, i did feel disappointment at that instant. but then...i suppose everyone's fate is different. i just don't have that luck. still, its like...o well, nvm, i'm just being stupid writing all this here. i think i shall just stop hoping and be just another normal student. hope gives rise to disappointment....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-10324443.post-114135116190797514</id><published>2006-03-02T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T17:59:21.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, i'm in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-114135116190797514?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114135116190797514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=114135116190797514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114135116190797514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114135116190797514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-im-in.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-114117811270147425</id><published>2006-02-28T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T18:17:14.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today. i'm at home. haha. my poor left eye is swollen so i decided to just spare my clsmates and teachers the horror of seeing me. aren't i considerate. lay said i was such a gd student, because i think of others before self. so i'm worth praising. haha&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'm going tmr either. or fri. because i have a feeling my eye won't be well so soon.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had an exciting day yesterday. i was late....by half an hour. and its not my fault. the thing is, the train has a track fault so it stopped btw khatib and yio chu kang for like half an hour. then it moved at snail's pace to reach yio chu kang. then, the doors could not be opened and have to be opened manually by the mrt pple. haha. it was quite exciting lah, cuz first time we were late because of train breakdown. then we still recorded a video of the train's speed while it was moving and the time, as evidence that we were really caught in a train fault, and not late on purpose. then when we came out, we still waited for friends as since we were already late, whats the matter if we were even later. haha. a lot of aj pple were also late then we could see a whole group of students walking to school. but our names were not taken down, of cuz and i think if they really want to take down right, they wld have to spend more than an hour, there were like so many students.&lt;br /&gt;and now, i'm just very relaxed and listening to songs. i like this. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-114117811270147425?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114117811270147425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=114117811270147425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114117811270147425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114117811270147425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/02/today.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-114086607484301756</id><published>2006-02-25T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T05:28:44.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now its 7 pm on a sat night. and i'm rotting in front of the com. y? the reason is simple. because......i just don't feel like doing hw or practising piano or doing theory. so...i am checking how my downloads are going and trying to find someone to chat with. btw, i don't know how to make a tagbox. can anyone, specifically meaning lay, wu, ser or fu, teach me? hehe. jen requested a tagbox so i'm attending to her request. after a few wks. haha. anyway....i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i should buy a samsung phone or a sony ecrisson phone. lay that one very nice. but too bad no radio. then got another samsung flip phone got radio but the design not nice. then the sony ecrisson phone i saw got radio, and a lot more functions. but its not flip phone. hiax...so i'm in a dilemna. however, i've solved that problem. haha. my mom shall buy that very nice samsung phone and i shall buy that multi-function sony ecrisson phone. then can exchange and use. then it wld almost be like having 2 phones. haha, wonderful idea right. but i still need to do more studying. of the 2 phones. before i decide for real. n my mom said that she's ok with whatever phones i pick for her, as long as its easy to use and the ringtone volume is loud enough.&lt;br /&gt;this fri then posting results are coming out. n...i'm very excited! haha, cuz no lessons for 2 wks, after posting. yea! then i intend to skip sch for 2 days maybe. thurs and fri. i feel like skipping wed's lessons too cuz got test but i'm the class leader leh. cannot be so irresponsible right. but....who cares? i won't be cls leader after jae. so....shld i skip. i'm so very tempted.&lt;br /&gt;o, btw, anyone want to go to the commonwealth sec concert on 28/3, a tues? i got a friend there and she's desperately trying to sell tickets. but so far, she has only sold 2. haha. then i also dunno if i going. ok, if anyone accompanies me, i shall go. ok lah, even if no one accompany me, i still got company lah but can go there n make new friends right. cuz she going. then another friend of ours also going. haha, so she only nd to sell 2 more tickets to make up the minimum. if i'm going. is this very confusing? nvm, anyone nd clarification can reach me at u know where.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i got nth else to say liao. o ya, cls dinner.&lt;br /&gt;we went to marche for cls dinner yesterday. n guess how big is our cls? 18 only. haha. then 3 nv go, so only 15 pple. we arranged to mt at 7 but only entered marche at round 8, cuz some pple's cca end at 7. then they still arrange to mt at 7. so weird lor. caused me to wait for almost an hr. anyway, we went to the marche at heeren's, then have to spend a minimum of 10 per person cuz it was peak hr. but its nth to worry lor, cuz the stuff there so ex, just buy a meal and drink, and its over 10 already. i bought roti with cheese sausage. the sausage very nice, but the roti, which was just potatoes, suck. i was like forcing myself to eat that roti thing. so disgusting lor. but thank gdness the sausage quite nice. then some pple bout crepes, some bought steaks, some bought chicken chop, soup, blah blah blah. anyway, after that roti, i still bout a scoop of ice cream. their ice cream very ex, 3.80 per scoop. but very nice lah. of cuz, if not everyone wld complain. so after dinner, we took a couple of photos, then went home. by the time i reached home, it was near 12 midnight already. so late lor. but quite fun lah. next time we go marche eat also? guys? i mean, gals? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rvhs.moe.edu.sg/personal/s8972734j/cls%20photo%202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-114086607484301756?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/114086607484301756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=114086607484301756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114086607484301756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/114086607484301756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/02/now-its-7-pm-on-sat-night.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-113888274127994613</id><published>2006-02-02T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T04:19:01.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lay asked me to update. so, fine, i shall update. tmr is cross country n i don't want to go. so stupid. nxt wk results will be out already. i'm rather nervous. no, scratch that, i'm very nervous. very afraid that i'll get a really bad result. hiax. nth to say le. i'm elected a class leader by the way. but its only first 3 mths so not permanent anyway. n i kind of failed in my first duty, which was to hand in the order form for personalized valentine's day test tubes. haha, then somemore got 1 girl ordered n she ordered for her boyfriend. if she knew that i nv hand in, haha, i don't know how i'll die. lets hope that tmr that box will still be there. pls, pls, pls. let it be there. oh ya, i also dunno how got involved in some stupid inter-house drama thing. i can't act lor, then they open number then i so unlucky got it. maybe i can pon sch on that day. haha. i think nxt wk, if aj not giving us breaks after results released, then i'm really going to pon. go watch movie. haha. but dunno lah, everything not confirmed. later i no mood to go anywhere. too depressed. i'm really really scared. later i get a 20. haha. then got singapore poly. not bad lah, at least can wake up at 7, 8 like that. and don't go to sch also nvm. somemore can wear home clothes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-10324443.post-113859527033208525</id><published>2006-01-29T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T20:27:50.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of cny</title><content type='html'>ok, today is the 2nd day of chinese new year and we're waiting for my dad to wake up so we can go n bai some more nian. last night he nv slp mah. so why didn't he slp? its a long story....ok, basically, yesterday some of my dad's friends came over then they play mahjong. they very superb in playing mahjong, some adults come my place play, then the rest go my dad's other friend place. then they played through the night. without resting. crazy. new year's day they also like that. so bout us kids? we nth to do, so play com, got 1 guy, ai ya, one of the sons lah, he keep playing maple. so sian. then i go online chat. then after that, got 2 guys come over. then i talking to jy and i said i'm very bored. bored to the extreme. so she said she shall introduce some of her friends to me. so i said, no i introduce friends to her. haha, then the rest very funny, they send photo n all that. so fun. but anyway, i slept at 3 am this morn. very early right. then i gt up at 9 plus. around that time they went le. i think they go another friend's place. they have great stamina. hm...ok, nth else to blog. anyway, no one comes here anyway. i'm bored...go n do hw. haha, be a mugger. but...how, i got no hw to do. because...i've already finished all the hw. i'm so guai. i think i change sth bout my blog. i want to put pic. of myself. i'm a self-loving....gal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-113859527033208525?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-113793916231442581</id><published>2006-01-22T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T06:12:42.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored on a sun night</title><content type='html'>just finished doing chem. very bored. still got chem prac. n i don't know how to do. oh well, not like i have to hand in tmr. anyway, today i was bringing my sis to her piano lesson, n we rode the bike there. then after the lesson, we were walking to my bicycle n we saw this big carton of curry puffs sitting on the back seat of my bicycle. n the curry puffs were still warm. it came as such a surprise. but i think is those indian or malay pple, always seen selling curry puffs one put there one. i didn't know what to do with it, n was thinking how nice it wld be if i cld take it home n eat them. haha. but i'm such an honest kind, gd person, i put the curry puffs on the floor n went home, cuz it was starting to rain. as to whether the curry puffs will get wet, its not my business....but they got plastic bag over the carton or basket so i don't think anything will happen. anyway, i've got to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-113793916231442581?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/113793916231442581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=113793916231442581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/113793916231442581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/113793916231442581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/01/bored-on-sun-night.html' title='bored on a sun night'/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-113742044210246950</id><published>2006-01-16T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T06:07:22.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>start of 2nd wk</title><content type='html'>hm...my 2nd entry in Jan. well, i'm onto my 2nd wk of lessons and i keep wanting to fall aslp during lectures, especially during maths and econs. so boring. haha. econs still ok, cuz i have to think so i have to be awake but maths....cannot take it, very easy to fall aslp. then today maths was the last lecture somemore. so i have to fight to keep my eyes open. haha, if this goes on, i'm going to fail.&lt;br /&gt;ok, lets talk bout yesterday's concert. it was....bad. firstly, we were late, not on purpose, of cuz, but we still missed 2 items. then we saw some teachers we didn't want to c, then at the end of the concert still got all the stupid propaganda thing. that was like so....propaganda. all that flag raising and reciting poem. i kept laughing while they were doing those cuz it reminded to mao and hitler. like brainwashing like that. i think rv got problem. they even got time to prepare such items. yucks. then for the dance part, i already saw both items le, n it was a lot of times so didn't feel very excited. its not as gd as cultural night. regretted buying the tickets. 15. can buy so much.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whats my time table for tmr. hopefully there's no pe. there's new time table but we haven got it yet, our cls haven got it yet. hm...don't know what to say le. but sch is sian....&lt;div 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m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-113689765066986913</id><published>2006-01-10T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T04:54:10.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>ok...i'm finally updating. after so many months. so...what shall blog about. ajc ar. nice place. not very big. got a very very very small fountain. the clsrm also not very big. but that cld be cuz the classes themselves are not big. the auditorium very big. the hall....is just like any other sch hall. nth special. the first wk was orientation. n some games quite fun but some very boring and stupid. n they taught 3 dances to us. i quite like the dance part, althought their dances all very long. well...i know my subject combi liao. and its what i wanted. econs, geog, chem, math, all h2, as i'm not taking chinese then i want to change frm arts stream to sci after first 3 mths, n i'm definitely going to take econs chem n math when i go sci. for the remaining 1 subject, i'm either taking physics or geog or mt n lit. i think most probably physics lah. hm....i attended my first day of lectures yesterday. n it was...an experience. haha. how shall i say this. ajc has a bit of eye problem. they're a bit blind. cuz they nv considered geog going with chem so when they set up the temporary time table, they put h2 geog n h2 chem in the same time slot. meaning, unless i know how to split myself up into 2, i will have to miss 1 lecture. so in the end i attended the geog one and yesterday they told us that h1 chem is doing the same syllabus as h2 chem right now so we can go for the h1 chem lecture n get the h2 chem video fr the library once they have video-taped the thing. so i only attended 2 lectures in total yesterday cuz they cancelled the math lecture in the last min. geog ended at like 11.30 n my nxt lecture, which was econs, was at 2.45. haha, so i have like 3 hrs on my hands, which i whiled away by playing......monopoly! i played with wendy, yue qiu, weixin n some og members frm wendy's og. it was...rather fun, yet a bit boring. haha. ok, i've really got nth much to say le. this sun is the rv concert. i'm looking forward to it, cuz life is too monotonous for words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-113689765066986913?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/113689765066986913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=113689765066986913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/113689765066986913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/113689765066986913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2006/01/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-111589109436657657</id><published>2005-05-12T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T02:44:54.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm wallowing in self-pity now. i have a right to. my castles are crumbling and clouds are turning into sharp knives. i've fallen. from heaven to the lowest level of hell. which i don't know is which level, but its the lowest level.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it gets scary when you get so used to failure that u don't feel anything anymore. sian.&lt;br /&gt;i am very regular, aren't i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-111589109436657657?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111589109436657657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=111589109436657657' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111589109436657657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111589109436657657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-wallowing-in-self-pity-now.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-111581630022736123</id><published>2005-05-11T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T05:58:20.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am regular</title><content type='html'>i'm very regular, aren't i? update yesterday, then today also update. i'm very regular. so i'm a regular.&lt;br /&gt;this sat wu han say come my hse. but i got piano. i just made the appointment today. so cannot sat. sun can. but c if the rest can or not. Today piano was hell. its a very tedious lesson...the teacher spent like 20 mins, just correcting the my playing of 2 lines. she say i muz GIVE EXPRESSION, GIVE CHARACTER TO THE PIECE, THE LEFT HAND AND RIGHT HAND CHARACTER MUZ MATCH, I CANNOT HAVE PAUSES, MUZ JUMP QUICKLY( my fingers, not me), MUZ MOVE MY FINGERS AND PLAY LIGHTLY YET LOUDLY YET FAST AND EVEN. isn't this hell? imagine thinking bout all this all the time when you are a piece. but then, i'm taking my exams. muz buck up on piano playing this hols. haven been practising much the past few months. gulp.&lt;br /&gt;hm...i was thinking....musical boxes are very beautiful. they are so terribly musical and pretty. especially, those that acts as a musical box cum jewellry box, know what i mean. but then, musical boxes are rather exorbitant. maybe practical things are better. last a life. ya know? like say, a book? or baking tins? ar....speaking of tins n baking, i'm going to buy a small cake tin tmr. after numerous....incidents, i find that perhaps, a small cake tin will suffice better. or maybe, cross-stitch very nice too....haha. hint hint...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-111581630022736123?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111581630022736123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=111581630022736123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111581630022736123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111581630022736123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-regular.html' title='I am regular'/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-111572036940702459</id><published>2005-05-10T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T03:19:29.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heck! we got into closing night</title><content type='html'>yikes. thats worse than not getting into anything. getting into closing night that is. i really rather we don't get into anything. i, for one, don't need the points that performing on closing night is going to give me. besides, closing night is like....so terribly near prelims. as if i want to spend the whole jun hols dancing while prelims is so near. n besides, i think preparing for a performance is so troublesome. waste my time, effort n...energy. i don't want to dance. what the hell. n i lost the velco. the silvery look like scales thing that we put round our arm. i lost it. but they got extra.&lt;br /&gt;furthurmore, i've got piano exam round that time too. i'm going to die. can i opt out? i'm but a minor character. surely they won't miss me?&lt;br /&gt;hm.....nothing else to say. jen suggested that i change my blog name to once in a blue moon. but i don't think thats appropiate. i'm not blue. i think i shall change it to a bolt of lighting. cuz my entires......are always......&lt;strong&gt;SHOCKING HEAVEN MOVING EARTH!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't u agree. i feel strongly so. =)&lt;br /&gt;so there. GOTTA GO!!!! cuz i've got A MATHS exam tmr. absolutely shocking.......a maths exam....I'VE GOT TO GO N STUDY NOW!!! BYE BYE. i don't want to fail my a mths. although i just know ur WAITING FOR ME TO FAIL right! i will not! so there. just wait for my gd news. hmph!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-111572036940702459?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111572036940702459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=111572036940702459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111572036940702459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111572036940702459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/05/heck-we-got-into-closing-night.html' title='heck! we got into closing night'/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-111552940288002419</id><published>2005-05-07T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T22:16:42.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>I didn't buy anything for my mother. no card, no cake, no nothing. but she don't like all those anyway. she don't like cakes, except for 1 breadtalk cake. she think it is a waste of money to buy flowers n everything when there's no place in our home to keep them. last year i gave her a bottle of vitamins. but in the end, she also nv eat. til its going to expire, then she start to eat, cuz if not, wasted. but she was quite touched last year. haha, this year, i really can't be bothered. can't think of anything else to give her. except, help her do housework? haha. n make dinner? which i don't know how to make. n i don't know whether she like any jewellry. she never goes to jewellry shops. except when she has to buy some gift for my grandma or auntie. i intended to give her a wakeup call this morn, with a msg. but, haha, i woke up later then her. then i wanted to show her a video of sister saying happy mothers' day, but i used my dad's phone to video the thing n my dad went to work early in the morn, taking his hp with him. so, basically, i gave her nothing. i still have got to study ss. hiax. i rather do a maths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-111552940288002419?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111552940288002419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=111552940288002419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111552940288002419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111552940288002419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-111503096913415755</id><published>2005-05-02T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T04:03:08.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saw him!</title><content type='html'>yup...I saw him. n i'm not going to say who. for a whole....4 hrs. Yea! haha. but i didn't manage to get a close-up photo. just the back. n even though today is the eve of the 'big day' n all those pple coming over are really very noisy, i got to c him. thats a consolation. hiax...still...whats the point of seeing him if i didn't talk to him n i accomplished almost nth for my revision? i'm going to burn the midnight oil. furthurmore, i just discovered that i lost my history textbook. which is absolutely wonderful, considering that i have a history exam tomorrow. i feel so well prepared.&lt;br /&gt;but today he looked quite handsome. he wore white. n a nike armband. i wonder what is the use of an armband? just for show? he's very tall. dunno how tall. but should more than 170. maybe bout 180. nxt tym maybe.....i'll ask him. i think he put gel in his hair. a bit anti-gravity. n his shoes very big. enormous. huge. giagantic. like a ship. bigger than my dad's. but then, my dad is quite short la. ok...i think i will not continue. such craziness will only cause me to fail my exams. hopefully, li bai or du fu or wang wei of shu shi, can visit my dreams tonight. n give my luck in my exams. but i don't think i'll have dreams tonight. most probably i won't slp. ok, gotta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-111503096913415755?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111503096913415755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=111503096913415755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111503096913415755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111503096913415755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/05/saw-him.html' title='Saw him!'/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-111346856949973639</id><published>2005-04-14T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T01:49:29.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF</title><content type='html'>syf is finally over. ye! i can stop going to cca le. haha. i believe that we'll get gold with honors. after all....the boys got it. hopefully, we'll get to perform on opening or closing night too.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i still have physics test. retest. n maths. n....ITS ONLY 12 DAYS TO MID-YEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;i feel so stressed now. i'm not stesseman, i'm stresswoman. there's a lot to study n memorise n do. n i only have 12 more days. i'm dead meat. =X ok, i think thats it. tmr we'll know the results, probably. n hopefully it will be a gold with honors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-111346856949973639?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111346856949973639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=111346856949973639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111346856949973639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111346856949973639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/syf.html' title='SYF'/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-111260753070920506</id><published>2005-04-04T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T02:38:50.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didn't realise its been almost a month since i last blogged. i seem to be spending less n less time writing. oh well. its only 1 more wk to syf. n i'm hoping that thing will be quickly over n done with cuz mid yr is coming. but i still find it unbelievable that i ACTUALLY have got a physics test on that day. n after that, physics remedial. i so look forward to it. besides, i have to be in school be 5.30 am in the morning. lets hope i get enough sleep the day before. oh no! i forgot that i still have to type. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; print that stupid you jin stuff. its a waste of time n effort. i mean, hello...all we do is just copy down the entire display and cut n paste excerpts of her books frm the internet n write &lt;strong&gt;1 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;short&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;paragraph&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;of our thoughts. how...might i ask, would that improve our language skills? so....since its not beneficial at all to us, whether in the intellectual sense or physical sense, isn't it a waste of time? n she teaches us to make use of every 5 mins. can i make use of 5 mins to delete the entire thing? just joking. as if i would wreck our work. i wouldn't mind so much if we had to read a book of hers or sth. i mean, i would rather read her famous works then do some stupid report on her life.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm finished grumbling bout you jin.&lt;br /&gt;just now i went to library. n i found that my luck was amazingly gd today. i found quite a number of really interesting books. at least, they looked apppetizing at the library. i hope they really are engrossing enough to engross me. haha. n there were a lot of cool chinese books too. i hope i have the time to read. though judging at the rate at which my life is moving, there don't seem to be much hope. i have a distinct feeling i have a test this wk. muz be thinking of too much tests, cuz i don't have a test this wk. i should start c lit now. its only 29 days to mid yr. wonder how i'm going to accomplish 3 bks of c lit in 29 days. 10 days 1 bk. haha. wonderful. i feel so happy. n there's still the nyaa thing.&lt;br /&gt;i baked on sat. with lay n wu han. n the result? lets just say it was not satisfactory. the pudding was so bitter n felt like cake. the pie looked like some crumbling city wall. the only decent thing that turned out all right was the cake. that was delicious. though a bit soggy. still...its not bad. ok..this entry is long enough. don't think i want to write anymore. after all.....i &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; got to type you jin. thanks a lot you jin, for becoming singapore's famous writer n graduating from rv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-111260753070920506?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111260753070920506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=111260753070920506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111260753070920506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111260753070920506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-didnt-realise-its-been-almost-month.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-111069799025550493</id><published>2005-03-12T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T23:13:10.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fu er's house</title><content type='html'>now i'm at fu er's house....using her com, cuz i exceeded my internet access le. 2nd time le. haha. her air con very cooling. after coming in from the hot hot sun, her air con very cooling. her house was bigger than i thought. cuz last time i went to a friend's house, also at guilin view, i remembered that her house was rather small. very...cramped. n the kitchen is like so confining. i think her home better lah. got more rooms. haven c her kitchen yet.&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i went to sentosa...to do cip. its a family fun-nival organised by the south west cdc and wu han asked if wanna go n do cip, so serene, qi yuan, me and wu han went there. we didn't do much, but the little we did was quite fun. my only regret is not having stayed for lunch. i learnt later on from my mom that the cdc provided packet lunches. she went to sentosa too, with my sis. they signed up with the cc. hiax. if only we had stayed, then we wouldn't have to buy lunch at harbour front centre. either way, i quite liked today.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't written for a long time, feels like years to me. n its all because of the fact the i exceeded my internet access. not that i meant to. just that i did system recovery on my com for a few times n so the com kept downloading updates. n i exceeded. n its only start of the month.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to be very busy this week. i've got cip, n cca, n piano n hw. what a life i have. i bet everyone is saying that. the teachers are so cruel.&lt;br /&gt;ok, can't think of anything to write. i'll update again if i remember. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-111069799025550493?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111069799025550493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=111069799025550493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111069799025550493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/111069799025550493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/fu-ers-house.html' title='fu er&apos;s house'/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-110873163456412901</id><published>2005-02-18T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T05:00:34.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>common test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok....its common test week now. N WE ARE STILL HAVE CCA!!! ok, i know probably a lot of other pple also have cca but we even have on sat! are they crazy? i'm considering whether or not to go. my mind says that i should go but my heart says NO!!!! a thousand times no. i've still got to memorise c lit. n study physics and hcl. my physics very poor. hiax...i really don't feel like going. because going there would only mean sitting there n doing nothing. we just dance a few times and the teachers focus on the main ones. so.....but it would be very bad not to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;actually not much to say. oh ya, i need to go n buy foundation n loose powder n fake eyelashes someday. for 1 syf performance. bit wasteful. don't think i'll be using it in future. especially the fake eyelashes. yucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yea...my dad coming back on mon. very looking forward to that day. except got c lit test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, i think i'll go n watch tv. i came online initially to check up on badminton stuff. for nyaa. in the end....hehe, i didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-110873163456412901?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110873163456412901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=110873163456412901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/110873163456412901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/110873163456412901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/common-test.html' title='common test'/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-110792751492868468</id><published>2005-02-09T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T21:38:34.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese new year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yea! today is chinese new year. n although still have to study for common test, but....i still get hongbaos n its chinese new year! haha. just now we went to some friends' homes and bai nian, then come back n prepared lunch cuz some students from my parents' hometown are coming over. if fact, they're here now. i didn't know there are so many of them coming over. i thought only one or two. its like 5, 6 of them came over. i don't know what we're having for lunch. think its steamboat. n dumplings. so far, i've collected 3 hongbaos. excluding those my parents give one. not bad. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday, we watched the singapore show. but not nice one. not as nice as china cctv one. china one got the atmosphere lor. n we ate dumplings yesterday. n spring cleaned. my mom was like so busy. i helped her. ya, i cleaned my own windows. not. too lazy. n anyway, not very dirty. i think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hiax...yesterday...so saddening. its all a misunderstanding. n i didn't go. i didn't even go to school lor. haha. don't tell u why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-110792751492868468?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110792751492868468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=110792751492868468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/110792751492868468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/110792751492868468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese new year!!!'/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-110778166455154107</id><published>2005-02-07T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T05:07:44.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;argh...i've got to tidy up my room later on. n clean my windows. n stitch up my clasp on the blue skirt. its coming off. oops, looks like i've grown fatter. haha. tmr going to wear a red shirt. of cuz, thats the only thing allowed, other than orange. (yucks) n a vest. its quite traditional....made of leather too. but i'm not sure whether i want to wear. c first. ok, nth else to write. oh ya, house meeting is stupid. why don't they just let us off at 9?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-110778166455154107?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110778166455154107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=110778166455154107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/110778166455154107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/110778166455154107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10324443.post-110752022537517561</id><published>2005-02-04T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T04:30:25.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its still down....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, ebloggy is still down, so i decided to write here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;today dance very tiring...the sec 1s come n watch so muz do the whole ji ben gong n dance the syf thing. but we're going to break for a wk!!! yea! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;later on my dad leaving singapore le. he's going back to china to spend chinese new year. going to miss him....but i'm sure he'll bring some really nice food back. he's plane is 1am....i bet he're going to freeze when he arrives at beijing. the temperature there is like negative sth. but he could go ice-skating, if he has the time. so good. he said we'll go china after o levels...to ice-skate. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;nxt week is chinese new year, but i'm not feeling all that excited. we have to study for common test during new year, n there's the shadow of o levels looming....so can't really feel all that excited. besides, my dad won't be here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;just read fu fu's blog. feeling....weird. if thats her idea of bitch...i wonder if i qualify....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-110752022537517561?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110752022537517561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=110752022537517561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/110752022537517561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/110752022537517561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-still-down.html' title='its still down....'/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-110700505231336774</id><published>2005-01-29T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T05:24:12.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i envy wu han. she got top in her cls for everything. n here we are, slogging away. hiax....haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, very bored now. just now went n replied to all the birthday alarms, add update things. don't know how to do physics. i think i go n make bracelet. ivy want. then still have to make another for jen. cuz she lost hers. i'm so busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-110700505231336774?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110700505231336774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=110700505231336774' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/110700505231336774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/110700505231336774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-envy-wu-han.html' title=''/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10324443.post-110640552911868128</id><published>2005-01-22T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T06:52:09.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ebloggy is down...</title><content type='html'>i created this blog, cuz ebloggy is down n i'm bored n i have nth to do. i mean, i have got sth to do, just that i don't want to. I think....i'm a very accomplished baker. me, fu er, wu han n lay ernt to sel's hse to bake yesterday. bake cookies. n, well, they turned out not bad. just that, for the first batch of our peanut butter cookies, the cookies were black. n, for the first batch of the chocolate chip cookies, the cookies were burnt too. n, for our almond cookies....they have very.....awkward shapes n erm, the dough's all wrong. for 1/2 a teaspoon of vanilla, i think we added 1 teaspoon. n we're suppposed to refrigerate the dough overnight. haha, but...hehe, we didn't. still, the cookies tasted not bad, as a whole. we even left some for selwyn. i think i'm going to bring some on mon, if my sis don't eat them all up first. yesterday was fun, but i didn't get any hw done. hiaz...n....my digi cam has some weird weird problem. actually, its not mine, but nvm, lets say its mine. easier for me to type. i mean, its my dad's but anyway, i don't know why, but when the digi cam is switched on, all we get is a black screen, nothing else. anyone know how to repair digi cams?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10324443-110640552911868128?l=ahmarocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110640552911868128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10324443&amp;postID=110640552911868128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/110640552911868128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10324443/posts/default/110640552911868128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahmarocks.blogspot.com/2005/01/ebloggy-is-down.html' title='ebloggy is down...'/><author><name>@h m@</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04610890692127264547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
